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On the bench

My eyes are covered by the blindfold you seem to carry with you all the time. I know what is coming when you slide it over my head. I switch off, I give you the reigns. You take my sight and you take control of me. You assist me with taking the desired articles of clothing off. I can’t see and my balance wavers in my high heels. You steady me as you slip my skirt and panties down and off of me. You leave my thigh high stockings on. They make me look even better when we are fucking. I know you like the way they feel on your back as I wrap my legs around you. But not yet, first I need to get on the bench.

You guide me over to the bench and place my hands on the end of it. It is difficult but I manage to get myself into position while blindfolded, for my punishment. My knees rest along either side on the padded bars. My chest is flatten down against the leather. I am strattling this leather bench with my ass exposed. I put my head to the side and wait for you. You ask me if I am comfortable. I assure you that I am and I hear the straps of the leather falling on the flogger as you set it down. Sizing me up, you see my corset covers too much skin. You have me take it off hook by hook while blindfolded, then you strap me in. First my hands then my feet are bound. I am completely vulnerable, naked, exposed and blindfolded. Your voice and movements are all I am thinking about as I lay on the bench.

The first strikes of the flogger hit my ass and you move the licks up my back until you find a rhythm. The falls hit my skin at all the right spots, no wraps tonight. My eyes close under the blindfold. I am slipping away to a place full of white sparks and nothingness. If you are saying anything now, I can’t hear you. I am an empty shell upon that bench. My mind is focused on the next strike, the next blast of white light. I am home here. I have no need of the safe word right now. None of the straps cut into my flesh, they just leave a dull aching sting behind. The rate and intensity is perfect. Just as I start to come to and focus back on you, you stop. I can fell you cock rubbing on my ass, it is hard and now covered in my wetness. You slide it up and back before plunging inside of me. With you cock rocking my insides you smack my ass. I am so intune with every sensation. It is bliss as you use the flogger on my back as you fuck me.

You stop thrusting just long enough to untie my straps and guide me over to the bed. The blindfold comes off the reveal an empty room. We are the only ones here right now. If I listen hard enough, I can hear moans of passion coming through the walls, but I don’t try to hear. All I want is your breath in my ear as your cock thrusts into me. I want it hard and fast. So rough now, you pull my hair and thrust into me. I am drenched and the sound the wetness makes as you fuck me is enough to fill the room. You lean close and whisper Spanish into my ear. I don’t know what you’re saying but the words make me cum. You pull your cock out just in time to cum on my stomach.

I love every bit of energy you give me on the bench. I took it all from you tonight. I feel renewed in my passion for you. You give me pleasure with a bit of pain. You rock me till I cum and never leave me unfulfilled. I would do anything you asked of me, I know you would never ask too much. I look forward to the next time you put me on the bench.

 

 

Delicous Friday

We didn’t go out last weekend, at all. We stayed home and enjoyed some time with the kids. This weekend we double dipped and went out both Friday and Saturday night. Our babysitter loved us for that.

Really been meaning to get back to the Phoenix Club so we went on Friday night. Friday is a bit more economical for us since it is half price to get in this members only club. We were pretty anxious to go out, so we left really early to get there. Too early. We arrived before 8, the club open at 8. Over eager for a good time I guess. We don’t know that meany people at the club. The people we did talk to were very friendly and welcoming. Lack of friends there and the fact that there is no alcohol there to break the ice makes it a bit uncomfortable to wait. Things pick up at Phoenix around 11pm #mentalnote.

It was Fem/Dom night. We didn’t realize it at the time. Despite the theme a few traditional D/s couples were there. One of them had a case of glass cups. I am sure we missed out on all kinds of good fun. I don’t understand what was going to happen with the cups, but hopefully I will see them again. I am intrigued. Another couple had tools for needle play. They even had a bin to place the used needles into. This club is truly anything goes. I think the needle play would have been hot to watch. I so wanted to play. Miguel had instructed me not to bring the flogger. I wore my collar. I love the way if feels on me. I am owned. Although we are not the typical players in the BDSM community. I am so pleased Miguel indulges me once in a while. He is the only one I want to discipline me. I really wanted to get spanked and tied up, but it just didn’t happen. We left before play time started.

I have some massage oil candles I have been needing to review, so we went home to take care of that. The candles were really awesome. The hot massage oil felt delicious on my skin. He rubbed it all over me. I will be posting a favorable full review of them very soon. Miguel is rough when we fuck and it is such a damn turn on. He pulls my hair and I just melt. The pain mixes with the pleasure and I drift. The white hot feel of his hands spanking my ass. I always want it. We played and fucked. Miguel came but I wasn’t done yet. I got out my G-Ki and played a bit with it. Miguel helped me out by whispering like hot sex into my ear. He gets real close so I can feel his breath and his voice is so hot. He then lubed up and finger-fucked my ass. I came like gang busters with his finger in my ass the g-ki working my clit and g-spot. A delicious night.

Halloween Spanking

Eyz Wide Shut

I couldn’t wait to get started partying this Halloween weekend! At Eyz Wide Shut they had parties wed-sat this week. We usually only attend the Saturday party, but I wanted to get out Friday too. Miguel had to get up and work on Saturday and I had a full day of events for the kids planned. So this was a bit of a sleep sacrifice, but it was so worth it!

The club was a bit slow at first, no wonder since the big party was Halloween night. Our plans were to hook-up with another couple, *spoiler alert*, it didn’t happen. We participated in the costume/popularity contests. I wore last year’s costume. I was beat out by a sexy cat and her animal trainer, they were hot. I won 2nd place, but I ended up giving my prize to another sex couple, (The prize was a high quality silicone sex toy, I really do have enough toys). We mingled with everyone and made some new friends. Miguel and I went over to the lodging twice to play.

Since our lusts have wandered over to domination and submission, Miguel was happy to oblige me. We fucked twice that night. The first was more of a teaser. I was so hot for him, so he had to put his cock in me. He didn’t cum just then so we could go party some more, but I did. We were still really turned on when we went back to the club and it resulted in some naughty play on the club side, but I won’t go into detail about that. We were flirting, drinking and dancing and all of a sudden it was after 12:30! So we rushed back to the lodging side to finish what we had started. We went over to the dungeon this time. Miguel strapped me in to the St. Andrew’s cross. He pulled off the my panties and pulled up my skirt over my ass. He pushed my face into the cross and told me to keep it there. I closed my eyes and waited…

He rubbed on my ass a bit before smacking me. He smacked my ass full-on alternating sides, then he rubbed my pussy. I was so wet from the excitement of pain and sensation. I became aware of someone else watching and it turned me on even more. I was arching my back to meet his thrusts. Miguel rubbed his hard cock on my ass through his pants keeping me flush with the cross. He smacked my ass and then he undid one of hands. While keeping me pinned to the cross he pulled my arm down and directed my hand over to another man’s cock. I gave that stranger a hand job while Miguel rubbed my pussy. I was pinned with Miguel’s hand forcing my head in the other direction. We had no blindfold, but I kept my eyes shut most of the time anyways. It helps me to focus on the sensations on my skin. He kept commenting on how wet I was getting. I was drenched. After about 10 minutes of this. He undid my other hand and the stranger pulled away. The man commented to Miguel that I was so obedient. I was being such a good girl, Miguel was going to give me the cock I deserved. I got myself dressed enough to walk down the hall and the stranger thanked me and Miguel for allowing him to play a little. The stranger did not join us as we walked down the hall and got a room.

Once we got in the room I stripped down immediately. I was still in a very submissive mood and I got down on my knees and licked all the pre-cum off of Miguel’s cock. After a few minutes he ordered me to stand and to get on the bed. He told me to get on my back so he could fuck me. I followed orders and lay spread eagle on the bed in anticipation. His cock slid in easily and we fucked. I came so many times I lost count as he pumped his cock into me. He kept threatening to fuck my ass but in the end he did not. In the end he pulled out and came all over my stomach.

We left the club after we were done but by this time it was already 2:30 am. I slept the whole ride home. When we got home I striped down and passed out right away. The next day was really rough as we were both so tired. I was so horny all day thinking about the night before. We definitely made up for Thursday’s disappointment. Miguel did something really awesome while he had my strapped to that cross, he whispered that he owned me. He made me tell him that he was my master. He made me tell him that I was his sub. I loved that part the most. I submitted to him and it turned me on so much to be dominated. He is so good at dominating me. I love that he is willing to be that for me. We talked about it and I think you will be seeing more and more posts like this one. I am looking forward to the next time I get my ass punished.

The best part was that the weekend wasn’t over yet! I promise full details about our sexy Saturday night tomorrow. Saturday night was the best swapping night we have had swinging so far!

Until next time Lovelies, Keep it sexy!

Exhibitionism

Late, I know, but I wanna tell you what happened last Saturday night. We went out to to Eyz Wide Shut, no big surprise there. This time we remembered to pack the flogger….

I’m gonna skip right over the dancing, drinking, games and potential hook-ups that didn’t happen to tell you about the sexy stuff that actually went down. We went over to the lodging side. I was sure we were gonna head straight over to the dungeon—but no! Miguel wanted an audience. We went into the “Hedo” room, which is full of beds covered in black leather and bondage furniture. The bondage furniture is not really a big attracting feature. I don’t think I have ever seen anyone play on the furniture. I had to admit I had not even noticed it really, (but you have to consider how much I usually drink). Miguel remembered seeing the benches there, though. He even remembered which one of the two benches had straps.

So he pulls the blindfold out of his pocket and puts it on me. There are at least eight other couples in the room. He helps me out of my skirt, shirt and bra. Then he leads me over to the bench and he straps me in. I am now strapped onto the bench wearing only my panties, my thigh high lace top fishnets and my high heels. I am blindfolded and he brushes the flogger over my back and ass. I am totally relaxed knowing what is coming next. I am finally going to get the flogging I deserve. He alternates hitting my left and right side as he flogs my ass, thighs and back. I would be in heaven at this point except for the stupid fucking girls giggling in the corner with their hook-ups. It gets quiet finally and all I have to listen to is the door opening and closing behind me, Miguel’s footsteps as he circles around me and the slap of the flogger on my skin. Now I can go to that place, the white sting of bliss. I am butter.

Miguel undoes my straps and helps me to stand up and guide me over to a bed. I lay back and open up for him. How long did I entertain, I don’t know. Miguel later tells me we had an audience of at least twenty people. This makes me happy. I know spanking is sexual, but it is also so much more than that. It is a quick release for all the shit I carry around. For countless minutes I let go, I gave him control. I blindly trusted him to deliver the sting of my redemption.

We had mad crazy sex after this. I was so ready for a good fucking. I was still blindfolded as he guided his cock in. I came on contact. He pulls the blindfold off of me so I can see how close we are to a couple engrossed in passionate sex right next to us, they are still fucking well after we are done. A stranger approaches and touches my leg, but Miguel pushes him away. It is just us tonight. Another man is 6 feet away jacking off while he watches us. Single men are not allowed in this room and I can only assume that he was invited by a couple and stayed after to enjoy the show. I don’t care if he watches. He asks if I will suck his dick after we get done, but I decline. He was uninvited. He gets dressed and so do we. This is the end to a great night.

It is nice to have a place so close by that we can play at. We are looking to purchase another flogger. Miguel really wants to florentine. I can hardly wait! It is Friday already, so we might have to go to Phoenix. Phoenix is another club, it is even closer to home. It is a true private club in every sense and they do not allow alcohol or sex on premises. I guess we’ll just wait and see where we end up tonight!

Till next time Lovelies, Keep it Sexy!

Yes to BDSM!

Okay Lovelies, it is no big secret that I have been wanting to explore the BDSM lifestyle for a while now. I have my reasons…. starting with a whetting of my appetite by our friends at Blissful Lotus. The problem is that most swingers only dabble into the fetish lifestyle so we haven’t found a nice crossover couple to introduce us around. Something about letting go and letting someone else take control. I get everything I need when I submit. I have come to grips with the fact that a good spanking can take me there. This is pretty delicate, though. After some of our not so great experiences when we started at swinging, I knew we needed some good mentors.

Miguel has been really busy trying to find us a hot spot to “play” (when he isn’t too busy looking for that mythical unicorn, that is!). He found us a club a few weeks ago and we choose last night to go try it out. This place has everything we need to get us going in the right direction. The website was nicely laid out. We still didn’t know exactly what to expect. Honestly, after what happened at the last BDSM club we had very low expectations.

We arrived at the club sober, aware that they didn’t allow drinking on premise. Normally this would have been a deal-breaker but I think we needed to be sober for this. We were greeted at the door by a very friendly sexy couple. There were various displays of whips, floggers and other BDSM gear for aesthetic pleasure and some for sale. The couple seemed totally taken aback that we didn’t have a “sponsor” to the club. Ummm oops! We didn’t know we needed a sponsor! Oh well, then meet with one of the owners and see if you can charm your way into membership. We did, we are now members of a local BDSM club. Details about the club name and location….. (I wanna respect the privacy of the club and its members I wanna talk to the owner before I do this.)

The club itself is like a big dungeon. Half of the club was for play, with various “scene” furniture, (scenes are what they call playtime, I am trying to use the right lingo). The other half of the club had tables and chair and a small kitchen. There was an upstairs loft as well for those that desire a bit of privacy. There were quite a bit of rules, most of them for safety and to keep stupid at bay. These members have a lot of respect for others peoples play, so we felt very safe and welcome. Most of the Subs make food and bring it in to serve their Doms. There was alot of symbolism rules that I was made aware of including what color my cup should be. I guess at a place like this you will want to know right away if you are talking to the Sub or the Dom, so that makes sense.  As luck would have it, it was the owners birthday. We made some small talk and when we met the owner he agreed to do a “scene” with me. The owner, (like everyone except us) had a bit of luggage full of tools. He whipped out two bags and proceeded to tell me all about the variations. I stripped down to my panties and bent over a table (not sure what to call it, it wasn’t a bench it was a 2 tiered table) I was eager to have everything tried out on me! He did a great job of explaining which toys/tools gave me the best pleasure. It is all about sensation and allowing me to go there, to my happy place, while enjoying a great spanking. He had some wonderful tools, and some that were too stingy for me. He rubbed and talked me through everything, I was able to go there. I was so lucky to have this Master working on me, I really enjoyed his techniques. The owner and his Sub had to leave right after that though. Hopefully we will see them again soon!

Another couple was talking to us and they really seemed to enjoy taking us under their wing, if only for the night. They weren’t really a sub/dom couple so much as they were a power play couple. The Dom definitely was not Sub about anything, but she was much too outspoken to be meek in her demeanor. She allows him to play the Dom. That is the best way I could describe this. Totally not like from the owner and his slave. His Sub was owned and meek, a perfect sub type. The whole time he talked to us, she sat quietly by his side. Only when the conversation intentionally shifted to her did she talk. I don’t know if I will ever be that way, I am a Gemini so the urge to take-over the conversation would probably kill me! Right okay moving on…..they agreed to take us upstairs so Miguel could get a feel for the tools. They volunteered me to use them on….yes! I got down to my panties and go strapped to a St. Andrew’s Cross. The cross was not as comfortable as the table. They did alot of talking too. The most surprising thing about the whole experience was how lightly Miguel used the tools on me. He loves me alot and did not want to make it a bad experience. I love him for that. When we came home it was different though, we had rough sex. Miguel grabbed my hair and really took control, I loved it.

We learned so much about the tools.

  1. In the BDSM community limp is a good thing. (referring to the flogger folks!)
  2. A little refers to a grown up. (cuz they like their bigs alot!)
  3. A Dungeon Master has nothing to do with the game Dungeons and Dragons.
  4. Leather is something you earn.
  5. A dragon’s whip can take me there in 3 smacks.
  6. Thud is better than sting.
  7. All cats have nine tails.
  8. The more surface area the better.
  9. A “wrap” is not just a sandwich.

I think the night was a success! I am so glad we became members, so we can go back again soon. I have been trying to find all the people we met on fetlife so I can get more involved in the community. The members there were eager to tell us about all the local events so we can learn more. there is so much we didn’t know. They said there is so much going on in this area….I am sure our weekends will be full of sexy events.

BDSM?

I have so many questions that remain unanswered. After a live demonstration and some adventures into spanking and submission. I wanna delve further. But how far should I go? What kind of people enjoy this kind of stuff? Is it gonna turn my partner off completely?

I post these questions here, because some of you might be feeling the same way. I peek into the world of BDSM and so much about it appeals to me. I was so jealous of the girl on the St.Andrew’s Cross with the reddened ass from being whipped. The Master who held the whip captivated me. So cool and calm as he delivered the punishment. That punishment became her release and I so wanted to be her! I envision this for Miguel. This is a role he could easily slip into. We purchased out first paddle this year. Now I am looking into whips and I feel like I want to really go there! Does that sound terrible, or terribly scary?

As I explore more, less is shocking to me. The first time I heard about a person getting off on pain, I was so turned off by it. Pain and pleasure together didn’t make any sense to me. Now I just want my hair pulled as I get fucked. I want the red marks and sore spots that remind me we played rough last night. I want my punishment for every bratty thing and annoyance I have cause Miguel. I want it and this is what really turns me on. Am I getting jaded or have I been like this all along and just too prude and proud to admit it? I like being ordered around, I don’t want to have control. I want to just let go and enjoy the safety net of someone who loves me and has all the control. Yet, my aggressive personality will not let go. I want to choose. Is it all or nothing? Gawd, I hope not!

We are looking into local clubs where I can exploit this new fascination. I am almost afraid of what we will find. So this is our new mission, to go and see for ourselves.

Been there, done that? Leave me a comment, tell me about it….