Sir's holiday party for work was tonight, but the real show was the pre-party we had in the bedroom right before we left. I had just gotten out of the shower and finished blowdrying my hair when Sir beckoned me to the bed. He was sprawled out in just his robe, with the front ties hanging loose, revealing a peek of what was underneath.
Sir ordered me on my back, where he gave me an orgasm with my pink vibrator--which means--anal! Sure enough, after turning me into a puddle, Sir rolled out the medium sized butt plug and inserted it, then told me that he wanted me to think of something while he used my pussy.
"I want you to imagine what it would be like if you had two guys fucking you. What it would be like if they were discussing who would get your ass and who would get your pussy. What it would be like if they treated you like the fuck-holes you are. Just remember that only I get to fuck you in the ass. Your ass is mine."
The likelihood of Sir ever sharing me is pretty much nothing, so this imagining is pretty safe. It would be pretty hot, but I don't think I could ever be with another guy that way. Maybe a girl. Maybe. Highly doubtful, but it is more likely than a guy.
So after that, Sir told me that if I was lucky he would show me what it would feel like to have him in my ass and someone else in my pussy. I'm assuming he's referring to my mutantly large buttplug that we use as a dildo. Somebody is going to be sore in the morning. And I'm hoping it is me. :)
HLA
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Saturday, December 14, 2013
Saturday, August 24, 2013
Two in a Row
So yesterday it happened again. Only this time it was Sir who did the seducing.
He took my shirt away, which is cool. And my bra. And then we watched a movie while he teased me the entire time. After that, things get blurry. I know he ordered me to climb on top of him, which I did, and then he ordered me to suck him, which I did. I don't usually like to go from him being in me to in my mouth, but I do as Sir commands. :)
So then we started wrestling and somehow I ended up pantiless and pinned under him. At some point, he flipped around and shoved himself in my mouth, using his tongue on me while pinning my arms down. This was quite possibly the best oral I have ever had/given. The feeling of him in my throat, knowing he was simultaneously at my mercy and yet in total control of me, was unbelievable. I'm greatly looking forward to next time.
After that, we went upstairs, where he decided that since my ass was still sore from the night before, I would have to have matching parts. He left my ass alone, since it was still very sore, and focused everything elsewhere. He tortured me with the vibrator, letting our rule slip this once, and did that THREE times. Then he shoved it inside, followed quickly by himself, whispering dirty things in my ear the entire time.
I forgot to mention that this entire time, he had been ordering me not to come without permission. I've never done that before, and thought it was impossible. I've read about it on other blogs and in naughty books, but I didn't think anyone could actually do it. I was wrong. And it feels soooo good, coming on command. On HIS command. Anyway....
So I'm completely bursting with him and and vibrator, and he tells me that he knows I am imagining that I am being fucked by two guys, and I should imagine a third telling me to suck him off--Sir would NEVER allow this under ANY circumstance in real life, but the mental image is quite appealing. He made me beg to come, and while I have never done that before, I was begging as though my life depended on it.
Afterward, we had some ice cream sundaes and a good time was had by all. He also gave me a new order--once I am done with my current job, I am not allowed to wear PJs to bed anymore, barring certain "lady events." Because that's just gross.
Currently on my bookshelf: Burn by Maya Banks. OMG I love this woman's books. SO naughty, yet a solid plotline and mostly believable (albeit very lucky and highly unusual) characters. Also, the idea of a collar really intrigues me, no doubt from my reading material. Sir and I are married, but I feel like a collar is like a wedding ring for sexual love, not just emotional love. I married him because I love him, but a collar is more sexually confined--that I am HIS, inside and out. Obviously a wedding ring does this, but when I think of wedding rings, the image is much more vanilla. And now I'm blathering on. Hopefully that makes sense.
Always His,
HLA
He took my shirt away, which is cool. And my bra. And then we watched a movie while he teased me the entire time. After that, things get blurry. I know he ordered me to climb on top of him, which I did, and then he ordered me to suck him, which I did. I don't usually like to go from him being in me to in my mouth, but I do as Sir commands. :)
So then we started wrestling and somehow I ended up pantiless and pinned under him. At some point, he flipped around and shoved himself in my mouth, using his tongue on me while pinning my arms down. This was quite possibly the best oral I have ever had/given. The feeling of him in my throat, knowing he was simultaneously at my mercy and yet in total control of me, was unbelievable. I'm greatly looking forward to next time.
After that, we went upstairs, where he decided that since my ass was still sore from the night before, I would have to have matching parts. He left my ass alone, since it was still very sore, and focused everything elsewhere. He tortured me with the vibrator, letting our rule slip this once, and did that THREE times. Then he shoved it inside, followed quickly by himself, whispering dirty things in my ear the entire time.
I forgot to mention that this entire time, he had been ordering me not to come without permission. I've never done that before, and thought it was impossible. I've read about it on other blogs and in naughty books, but I didn't think anyone could actually do it. I was wrong. And it feels soooo good, coming on command. On HIS command. Anyway....
So I'm completely bursting with him and and vibrator, and he tells me that he knows I am imagining that I am being fucked by two guys, and I should imagine a third telling me to suck him off--Sir would NEVER allow this under ANY circumstance in real life, but the mental image is quite appealing. He made me beg to come, and while I have never done that before, I was begging as though my life depended on it.
Afterward, we had some ice cream sundaes and a good time was had by all. He also gave me a new order--once I am done with my current job, I am not allowed to wear PJs to bed anymore, barring certain "lady events." Because that's just gross.
Currently on my bookshelf: Burn by Maya Banks. OMG I love this woman's books. SO naughty, yet a solid plotline and mostly believable (albeit very lucky and highly unusual) characters. Also, the idea of a collar really intrigues me, no doubt from my reading material. Sir and I are married, but I feel like a collar is like a wedding ring for sexual love, not just emotional love. I married him because I love him, but a collar is more sexually confined--that I am HIS, inside and out. Obviously a wedding ring does this, but when I think of wedding rings, the image is much more vanilla. And now I'm blathering on. Hopefully that makes sense.
Always His,
HLA
Monday, July 1, 2013
Vibrator Heaven
I realize that I am probably the last woman on earth to discover this, but vibrator-induced clitoral orgasms are my new drug. Sir decided to use himself in my ass and then press my vibrator against my clitoris. Until I almost died and went to submissive heaven. My legs were numb, my ass muscle was so tight I had a spasm...it was unbelievable. Onto the next few days of kink:
Day 12: Humorous BDSM story.
This isn't really a story, and I can't think of any that I have been involved in, but I find it funny that vanilla people think everyone involved in BDSM is running around 24/7 in spiked dog collars, leather, more leather, and ball gags. If you aren't doing that, you just aren't BDSM. I guess it is also somewhat annoying because I now identify myself somewhat as BDSM, albeit privately, and I don't think anyone in a million years would classify me as BDSM.
Day 13: Appeal/draw of BDSM to me.
I like the idea of giving up control. Of being completely devoted to Sir. Of being used to make Sir, someone I love, very happy. I'm not a very outwardly emotional person, and this lets me show him without saying it how much he means to me. That I would do anything for him. That I trust him unconditionally.
Day 14: Real life vs. fantasy BDSM.
I think lots of things sound good on paper in relation to BDSM. For example, I love the idea of Sir taking me into the bedroom, ordering me on my knees, and making me suck him off. In real life, he hasn't quite gotten comfortable with the idea of ordering me around like that and the taste of semen makes me gag. Quite a bit. But the idea is very hot.
Day 15: Kink/BDSM wish list activity
I would really like to try a flogger. I am actually thinking of making one/buying one but I have to get Sir on the bandwagon first. So being tied up and flogged.
Day 16: Most difficult aspect of BDSM
Giving up control, even when I want to. And also keeping this under wraps. My work life would cease to exist, my family would probably disown me, and I would generally be a pariah if anyone found out about this. I am not ashamed, not at all, but I choose my battles.
Day 17: Misconception about kinky people
We are all crazy, loud, in your face about it. In reality, I think most BDSM people are a little secretive about it. Its your sex life, after all, and people don't generally run around screaming about their vanilla sex, let alone being whipped and stuff.
Day 18: Kinky pet peeves.
I can't really think of any.
Day 19: Ways that kink has improved my life
Since I have had to introduce Sir to this whole idea, it has made me more forthcoming about what I want and what makes me happy in terms of our relationship. And our sex life. It has also made me more relaxed (due to copious amounts of really good sex) and more motivated to take care of myself. Who wants to be around a submissive who hates themself? How can I make Sir happy if I am miserable?
Day 20: Something BDSM I am curious or confused about
I wonder about the hierarchy of sorts between vanilla, bottom, submissive, slave, and animal/little kid dynamics. I listed them in the order of "severity" as I see them. I think its pretty interesting that there are such clear lines between each section and wonder what makes someone want to go further in.
I have been doing really bad at getting up with Sir and making breakfast. I think I need to get my thyroid medicine upped next time I go in. I feel SO tired all the time, and very unmotivated to do much of anything. I'm getting that checked out in a few weeks, so hopefully I will be feeling better in a few months. Stupid thyroid.
Always his,
HLA
Day 12: Humorous BDSM story.
This isn't really a story, and I can't think of any that I have been involved in, but I find it funny that vanilla people think everyone involved in BDSM is running around 24/7 in spiked dog collars, leather, more leather, and ball gags. If you aren't doing that, you just aren't BDSM. I guess it is also somewhat annoying because I now identify myself somewhat as BDSM, albeit privately, and I don't think anyone in a million years would classify me as BDSM.
Day 13: Appeal/draw of BDSM to me.
I like the idea of giving up control. Of being completely devoted to Sir. Of being used to make Sir, someone I love, very happy. I'm not a very outwardly emotional person, and this lets me show him without saying it how much he means to me. That I would do anything for him. That I trust him unconditionally.
Day 14: Real life vs. fantasy BDSM.
I think lots of things sound good on paper in relation to BDSM. For example, I love the idea of Sir taking me into the bedroom, ordering me on my knees, and making me suck him off. In real life, he hasn't quite gotten comfortable with the idea of ordering me around like that and the taste of semen makes me gag. Quite a bit. But the idea is very hot.
Day 15: Kink/BDSM wish list activity
I would really like to try a flogger. I am actually thinking of making one/buying one but I have to get Sir on the bandwagon first. So being tied up and flogged.
Day 16: Most difficult aspect of BDSM
Giving up control, even when I want to. And also keeping this under wraps. My work life would cease to exist, my family would probably disown me, and I would generally be a pariah if anyone found out about this. I am not ashamed, not at all, but I choose my battles.
Day 17: Misconception about kinky people
We are all crazy, loud, in your face about it. In reality, I think most BDSM people are a little secretive about it. Its your sex life, after all, and people don't generally run around screaming about their vanilla sex, let alone being whipped and stuff.
Day 18: Kinky pet peeves.
I can't really think of any.
Day 19: Ways that kink has improved my life
Since I have had to introduce Sir to this whole idea, it has made me more forthcoming about what I want and what makes me happy in terms of our relationship. And our sex life. It has also made me more relaxed (due to copious amounts of really good sex) and more motivated to take care of myself. Who wants to be around a submissive who hates themself? How can I make Sir happy if I am miserable?
Day 20: Something BDSM I am curious or confused about
I wonder about the hierarchy of sorts between vanilla, bottom, submissive, slave, and animal/little kid dynamics. I listed them in the order of "severity" as I see them. I think its pretty interesting that there are such clear lines between each section and wonder what makes someone want to go further in.
I have been doing really bad at getting up with Sir and making breakfast. I think I need to get my thyroid medicine upped next time I go in. I feel SO tired all the time, and very unmotivated to do much of anything. I'm getting that checked out in a few weeks, so hopefully I will be feeling better in a few months. Stupid thyroid.
Always his,
HLA
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