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Beyond vanilla

Posted by secretlynaughty on December 19, 2010

The subject has arisen again.

BDSM, am I into it and if so in which role?

Am I Vanilla or not?

I suspect that anyone who is vanilla would if they knew what I have done in recent years,  say that I am not vanilla (that is if they even knew what being vanilla meant).

I suspect that anyone heavily into BDSM would say that I am little more than vanilla.

I was vanilla until a few years ago when I joined the world of sex bloggers. From the moment I began reading other sex blogs and discussing various aspects of sex with other sex bloggers my interest in sex beyond vanilla began to grow. Some of my favourite blogs from those early days have since ceased to be. Two of my favourite bloggers of that time were the very educational and sexy Cherrie and the delightfully adventurous La Fille. They are both missed (at least by me).

During this time I discovered in myself a need to try out a variety of things I had previously felt were no go areas for me.

There was the time a good friend (he was the one who introduced me to sex blogs in the first place) agreed to give me my first experience of being spanked/caned. I was astounded by my ability to cope with pain as have always believed myself to be a total wimp where pain is concerned. Since then sadly I have not experienced any further caning however I have been spanked (not seriously but in fun). Dave is quite happy to spank me and has also been the only man who has actually tied me up to a degree although others have said they would. Probably the most serious spanking I have had apart from that very first time was at the swingers party Dave took me to where my favourite room was the dungeon.

Who would have ever thought someone as shy and selfconscience as I would ever put on a show for doggers.

I have had many conversations with a variety of men about being in a Dom/sub relationship. This is something I am curious about and reading about it turns me on big time. But although quite a few men have shown an interest in the concept I have not found any who would do this with me properly. Some are merely interested in making a woman do whatever they want without caring about doing ao with care and love. I have discussed it with Dave as he seems to be the only one in my life who is capable of giving me the kind of sex I crave, but he says he could never be dominant.

I have had numerous conversations (mainly in the past) about whether I am submissive. I believe that I do have a tendency to allow my partner to lead me in sex. But there are times when I feel a need to be the one in control. There fore I believe that I am for the most part submissive but could never be totally controlled.

Ages ago I came across a BDSM quiz which I took and posted the results here. I think it would be interestin now to take the test again if it still exists just to see if the results come out the same as before.

BDSM Quiz

my result first time:

You Scored as Switch
(((Note: This quiz is not totally comprehensive because of the length such a quiz would be. I kept it sex-based because I felt that psychological profiles and motivations were too complicated and vary too greatly among people that practice BDSM.))) You know what you want but it has nothing to do with your own role in the bedroom. You have the ability to be flexible in that area which can be useful for exploring you sexuality with your partner.

Switch
96%
Experimental
89%
Submissive
86%
Bondage
82%
Exhibitionist / Voyeur
75%
Masochist
71%
Dominant
61%
Sadist
54%
Degradation Lover
54%
Vanilla
21%

my result this time is :

You Scored as Switch

(((Note: This quiz is not totally comprehensive because of the length such a quiz would be. I kept it sex-based because I felt that psychological profiles and motivations were too complicated and vary too greatly among people that practice BDSM.))) You know what you want but it has nothing to do with your own role in the bedroom. You have the ability to be flexible in that area which can be useful for exploring you sexuality with your partner.

Switch
100%
Experimental
93%
Bondage
93%
Submissive
86%
Exhibitionist / Voyeur
86%
Sadist
86%
Masochist
82%
Dominant
71%
Degradation Lover
46%
Vanilla
18%

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Silent control

Posted by secretlynaughty on November 30, 2010

Esme had watched Armand’s face closely as he weighed her left breast in his hand giving it an appreciative caress with his thumb before following the same process with her right breast. It had made her uncomfortable the first time Armand had done this only to inform her that her breasts as magnificent as they are don’t match completely. No of course not, no woman is symetrical but Esme had never considered the difference in her breasts to be significant enough to notice. Esme had enjoyed the power that her breasts had afforded her over the men in her life, until she had met Armand.

Almost from the instant Armand had walked up to her in the wine bar Esme had felt there was something different about him. Placing his hand on her wrist as it rested on the bar, his firm but gentle grip that left her feeling compelled to look  into his deep brown eyes. Standing there looking as though he owned the place not saying  a word until Esme tried to slide her hand from beneath his, Esme began to feel a little unsure of herself. The normally confident PR girl was surrendering control to this unknown man before her.

Lifting her wrist from the bar, keeping his grip firm the slight pressure urging her away from the bar his soft voice barely more than a whiser, taking her by suprise. ‘I need you to follow me now please’. Astonished Esme found herself rising from her barstool and with her free hand grabbing her shoulder bag and jacket from their hook on the side of the bar. She allowed herself to be silently led between the tables of afterwork drinkers, through the door and into the early evening street.  It hadn’t occurred to her to say anything, to resist, she just followed this stranger like the obedient girl she was about to become for the first time in her life.

Once outside in the weak late summer sun, Esme hesitated, wanting to stay here and finish her glass of  Cabernet Sauvignon, the South African Merlot had been going down nicely easing the stress of the day from her body. Feeling her hesitation Armand urged her to follow him. ‘My car is just around the corner, come with me now I promise I will look after you.’ With those deep brown eyes boring into her own lighter hazel eyes Esme knew she didn’t have the strength of will to refuse. Trotting along beside this tall stranger his hand around her wrist never quite relinquishing his grip keeping her by his side as he strode on.

Now a month later Esme is still amazed at how easily Armand had taken control of her. Not for one minute had she doubted that he would take care of her. Without question she had climbed inside his Mercedes SLR with its strange upward sliding doors, obediently fastening her seatbelt, ready to be driven wherever this man cared to take her. It had  taken less than 10 minutes before the  sleek black machine slid through the barrier and down into the underground car park.  Still not speaking she had followed like a puppy at her master’s heel into the  lift which swiftly took them to his apartment (she had known instinctly that it was his).

Apart from work the two of them had become inseperable. At the end of that first evening they had driven together to her small flat to collect what clothes she would need for the next few days. They had talked while he made dinner, it was refreshing to talk to a smart intelligent man who didn’t think sex was everything. In fact sex hadn’t been part of their talk at all that night. But he had made it clear, although not in so many words that by leaving with him she had agreed to be his.

That first night they had slept side by side not touching under the fresh cool cotton sheets of his queensize bed. But it had been the second night that Esme had learnt what her future with Armand would trully be like. Each day Armand drove her to work and collected her, he took her shopping for new clothes gradually replacing  her own. Anything she wanted Armand would get for her.

‘Anything my girl desires will be yours in return for your complete devotion’.

For the first time since she had been a child Esme was not in control of her own life, she wasn’t sure this was what she wanted but she felt powerless to resist this man’s charm. Whatever he said she was slave to his greater presence. As the days passed into weeks she was learning more about this man and his desires. Each evening after dinner Armand led Esme into her small bedroom where she would find an outfit laid out for her. It could be a silky evening dress, pvc catsuit, school girl uniform the variations endless. Armand would silently watch her strip off, his cool assesment of her body unnerving had now become normal. Cupping her breasts in turn, running his hands over her body appreciatively showing her who it was that owned her, he would turn on his heel and leave her to dress. Once dressed Esme would join Armand wherever he was either in his sumptuous yet elegant sittingroom or in his expensively stark bedroom.

Night after night they played out whatever scenario he had in his mind. The most startling revelation had been the night there had been no clothes just a rope laid out on the bed. That night he had waited while she bathed before expertly wrapping the rope around her body and limbs in a such a way that it was obvious he knew exactly what he was doing. Oddly Esme had felt only a flicker of fear before succumbing to his expertise. Even in the short time they had been together she had already learnt that it was better for her to trust Armand ad do exactly what he wanted. Her obedience was rewarded with the soothing comfort of sleeping in his arms in his big comfortable bed. Reluctance was rewarded with a lonely night in her own uncomfortable single bed with its sagging mattress in the cramped dark room the door locked and a bucket in the corner if she needed it.

There had been 2 nights spent there so far the first had been the night she had been introduced to his array of leather paddles. At first Esme had stared in horror as Armand had approached her with a small leather oar shaped item in his hand motioning her to bend over the back of the only chair in her room.

‘Young lady you will bend over the chair and surrender your smooth bottom to my paddle. Resistence will lead to you being banished from my bed tonight.’ she had been scared for the first time since they had met. ‘Please Armand I’m scared, please don’t hurt me, I will do anything you want but please not that…..please’. Without waiting he had pushed her over the chair and begun using his paddle on her soft flesh. There was none of the pain she was expecting just tiny taps followed by soft carresses. Mistakenly Esme thought her pleading had brought a change of heart but in reality he was merely introducing her gently to one of his favourite games. When he pulled her back to a standing position, she let out a big sigh of relief.

But instead of pulling her into his embrace for a kiss he left the room locking the door as he went. At first Esme had sat on the edge of the bed patiently waiting for him to return……..he didn’t …….not until the morning. The second time was when she was dressed in a micro skirt skimpy top with spagheti straps and red fishnet stockings and heels. She looked fantastic and knew it. The trouble came when Armand told her they were going out for a drink.

Today Esme was facing the prospect of another night in solitude. Earlier the two of them had been shopping for groceries. Armand had embarrassed her by picking up a variety of melons and comparing each to her breasts. But as embrrassed as she was Esme could cope with that. Her undoing had been after they had returned home. he had passed her the ginger root they had selected together and instructed her to peel it. Esme was curious. ‘why do you want it peeled?’

‘peeled ginger will be more effective, have you ever heard of figging?’

She hadn’t and duly peeled the knobbly root to Armand’s specification then whilst he prepared theirigging meal she googled figging.

A peeled ginger root, shaped like a slender butt plug, inserted into the anus without lubrication of any kind. The ginger juices cause pain and extreme horniness. The person belonging to said anus become twitchy, jumpy and very lively. The effect lasts for about 20 minutes or more depending on the freshness and strength of the root. The root can also be applied directly to the clitoris or inserted into the urethra.

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here endeth the drought

Posted by secretlynaughty on November 14, 2010

I was the first to arrive. I had changed out of my trousers into my black mini skirt and was stood gazing at the city in the distance all lit up against the dark sky. His hands were caressing my neck and shoulders as he stood behind me. I was enjoying this quiet moment just the two of us. Again the weeks had flown by since we were last together. The moment was broken with the ringing of the door bell. Wilma and Curtis bustled in from the windy night. Greetings were exchanged, it had been months since Dave had last seen them and even longer since I had first met them.

Wilma was looking radiant and Curtis looked more handsome than I remembered. Dave did the dutiful host bit handing out glasses of rose champagne whilst Curtis had a beer. Wilma and I took up positions at either end of the 3 seater sofa, Curtis in one of the arm chairs and Dave perched on the arm of the sofa. I did feel a slight jealousy when Dave was caressing Wilma the way he had been doing with me before their arrival, only this time he was letting his hand roam over her chest too.

We all chatted aimiably catching up on the months that had passed. At Dave’s invitation Curtis wedged himself between us girls. I watched Dave kissing the back of Wilma’s neck…….why couldn’t he do that to me!! Curtis took hold of my left breast squeezing and stroking through the lycra of my skimpy red top and peach lace bra. That felt good. Wilma told him to ………..’take it out, you know you want to’.

Curtis didn’t need telling twice, scooping my left breast out of its confines he didn’t waste much time bending his head as he lifted my breast up towards his mouth. The feel of my nipple being sucked enthusiastically brought a mixture of pleasure and sadness that it had been so long since I had last had this kind of attention.By the time Wilma and I had all our breasts uncovered for the pleasure of the men, Curtis was slipping onto his knees between my thighs, pushing aside my matching peach knickers to lick along the edge of my pussy.

Dave suggested that to save their knees we should all go upstairs to his bedroom. Clothes quickly removed Dave and Wilma took up position on the bed not leaving much room for Curtis and myself but we managed. The shock of his tongue against my clit for the first time sent shudders through my body. I was very soon writhing with unrelenting pleasure.  Soon I was moaning in ecstacy, this is what I miss. How could I have doubted that I wanted to do this. I giggle to myself as Wilma’s moans sound so similar to my own. Both men are working us with their fingers.

Moving to stand beside me Curtis presents me with his gorgeous cock. It has been a while since I was given a cock to suck and this one is not only a nice length and thickness (thick enough without being too big for my small mouth) bit feels and tastes great too. To make it easier for Curtis who was jammed up against the bedside cabinet, I swing my legs over the side of the bed as I sit up. Thats better now I can get a better grip on this amazing shaft as my tongue trails up and down, around and around exploring every bit of it.

Whilst I am busying myself in giving and taking as much pleasure as I can with his tool I am aware of his fingers playing with my breasts. But it takes a moment to realise that one of his hands is on my pussy, the other hand on my breast belongs to his wife. Her breath warm on my naked back as Dave finger fucks her from behind. Her fingers become more urgent on my nipple as her orgasm builds. Before releasing her grip as she collaspes spent on the bed behind me.

Pushing me back onto the bed, a condom hastily adorned, Curtis kneels between my thighs lifting my feet up to his shoulders to enter my tight pussy. I suggest some lube might be needed, obligingly I hear a drawer open and Dave tosses a bottle of lube to Curtis. Now we can try again, I try to relax but its not easy knowing this will hurt to begin with. It does hurt and we don’t get far. Swapping over he lays flat and I climb on lowering myself slowly onto his rigid tool. Unlike Fred who lets me take time to ease myself on, Curtis thrust up into me, woah that hurts but I persevere, it is although painful, good to feel him deep inside me. I find it easy to ride him although the pain is still there. This is what my Dr wanted for me last year, a lover who wasn’t afraid to push me without being worried about my pain.

It is only this that will help to stretch my short tight cunt to get back to more normality. We are getting into an easier rhythum now. I am starting to get through the pain but Curtis is ready for another change. I’m on my knees now with my head bouncing off the wooden headboard ……funny I had never noticed before that it is wooden. I grit my teeth as Curtis enters me from behind, if only my head wasn’t so close to the headboard I could enjoy this more. Ohh whats happening now? I am being pulled by my legs towards the foot of the bed as Curtis again fucks me from behind. Yesssss I feel like a real woman again now I have been fucked by a good sized cock, good and hard for the first time in months. Maybe I have found a replacement for Fred and before him Nigel. But this time there is the added bonus that his wife want to play with me too. She wispered to me that she wants to try licking my pussy.

Unfortunately a family emergency meant that they had to leave early. Having dressed to bid our guests goodbye we were content to just sit facing each other on his sofa, my feet in Dave’s lap as he gently stroked them whil we chatted. It had been a long week so I decided to make my weary way home early. I am so glad I hadn’t been too tired to join in the fun this time. I can’t wait for the next time the four of us get together again.

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Teasing my lover

Posted by secretlynaughty on October 26, 2010

After Fred left I was bored, changing out of my black skirt and into my red satin chemise I lay on the hotel bed. I decided to take a couple of photos of my legs which I then sent to Nigel. I knew he would still be out driving his articulated lorry. I wanted him here with me now, I didn’t want to have to wait for him. I wanted him to be urgently wanting me as mch as I wanted him here with me. I sent first one photo then the other to his phone telling him that it wouldn’t be long before these legs would be wrapped around his neck.


As he steps through the door the first thing I notice is that his designer stubble has become more like bristles but I take that to be down to the fact he has just finished working a night shift and I am more used to seeing him in the late morning when he has just got up for the day. He takes me in his arms and the 5 months feel more like 5 days. It doesn’t take him long to have me on my back while he devours my very wet pussy. Once he has had me writhing in unadulterated pleasure he strips off his own clothes and makes hot passionate love to me. I am not going to describe what we have simply as sex as it is so much more than that. We connect on more levels than purely physical. He fucks me long and hard the way he knows I like, my legs bent back with my feet around his waist before he moves bringing my legs up with him so that my feet are pointing into the space above him as my ankles rest on his shoulders he thrusts into me in the deep missionary he so loves. Mmmm I had forgotten the intensity of this position. He rolls me onto my side entering me from behind. we chat as we rest before he has me lying on my front so he can access my ass. He comments on the marks asking if I had been having fun and got carried away. I tell him I will explain later, right now I am getting breathless as he trusts deep inside my tight arse. He is very vocal about his pleasure as he fucks me. Unlike my cunt he can thrust his whole shaft into my ass.

Again we rest and chat catching up on our news of the missing months. He tells me he has been offered a job in another part of the country, the money is good but he won’t be taking it. what a relief, how could I lose him so soon after finally getting him here now. We both know it is highly unlikely we will see each other again until next month. Oh god how I enjoy teasing him with my tongue and fingers as I take his already hard again cock into my hungry mouth. I have forgotten my lack of sleep as I tease and lick his cock from head to base taking my time licking, sucking and fondling his balls. He does so love his balls played with. As much as we are both enjoying this we don’t want to waste this rock hard cock he gets me onto my side again as he enters from behind then reverting to the deep missionary again, he senses that I am tiring I am rolled onto my front again as he slides upto the hilt into my by now slippery ass. By this time daylight creeps through the gap in the curtains. He checks the time he must go before he gets caught out. But he just cant resist banging into my cunt one more time before he drags himself away back home to his wife.

I was asked today if given the chance would I have a proper relationship with him, the answer has to be yes but as he is married it is not something I let myself think about.

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does it hurt?

Posted by secretlynaughty on August 28, 2010

In my work I have a colleague who works out on the road only coming into the office for meetings etc. He is new to the work he is doing and I am his office contact and supply him with as  much moral support as I do information. Scooby is a little older than me but only by a few years. He is also Gay and has been with his partner for many years. I have a very good rapport with Scooby. He has made it his mission to shock me ………..I keep telling him that he will have a hard job of shocking me…….he has no idea what I get upto.

I tease him relentlessly…….if he says he is parked in a layby I will reply ‘I’ve heard about men like you’. He loves our banter, I have shocked him once or twice like the time he told me that he would be staying in a certain area and I pointed out that there was a Greenhouse Club nearby.

A few days ago (I have no idea how this conversation got to this) he told me that he often gets asked ‘does it hurt?’ (remember this conversation took place during working hours whilst I was in an open plan office). His stock reply being ‘If I’m lucky’. Now I find that interesting. (oh I did manage to slip in a ‘yes it does’ comment).

Knowing that he is gay did help to know what he was saying. Obviously he enjoys the inevitable pain experienced during anal sex.

I don’t think I know any men who don’t like the idea of anal sex (even if they have never tried it) but as the giver rather than the receiver. I’m not sure what the percentage of men who have never had the opportunity to experience anal would be but I suspect it is greater than 75%.

Again this is one of those sex acts that my mind and probably most people’s pictures anal being performed on a woman on her hands and knees (a bit like my vision of a spitroast). In my younger days one or two guys (including my husband) tried to penetrate my bum but the pain was so excrutiating that I couldn’t do this. As soon as he tried to enter me I would be screaming NOOOO from the pain. I couldn’t imagine anything more painful.

But then one day laying on my bed with Nigel he told me to lay face down with my legs together and just relax. Once I was very relaxed he applied baby oil and slowly entered me. To my utter amazement the searing pain wasn’t there. The more he pushed into me and the pain was only minimal the more I relaxed and enjoyed the feel of him filling my arse. Nigel began slowly pumping into me, yes there was some pain but there was also a spreading feeling of pleasure, my arousal was building. I wanted to cum so hard, this mixture of pleasure and pain was incredible. I would highly recomend it to anyone (with the right partner). My clit is aching at the very memory of it now as I write this.

Since that day when Nigel introduced me to the pleasure of anal sex I have had wonderful experiences with 4 men in total (not all at once). The most recent being Dave, but even with these few men there were times when I just wasn’t able to indulge. Even with a man who I have had anal sex with there are still times when it is just too painful to get over that initial searing pain. Nigel like to give it to me up the arse several times in a session. There were times I could hardly sit after I had seen him, but it was so arousing.

I will have to ask Scooby whether he experiences the pain pleasure mix that I do or does he revel in the searing pain that I get when it isn’t right. I had just never given it any thought until now.

Does it hurt for you?

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Open

Posted by secretlynaughty on August 17, 2010

Keatsjohnkeats has raised the question of how open I am about my activities.  I feel perhaps I should explain for those who have only been reading this blog for a limited time what exactly my situation is, if I even know that myself. I change my mind all the time as is my prerogative being of the female species.

I am female (I hope that, that much is obvious), I am old enough to know better and young enough to enjoy it. I broke free of the shackles of a disastrous marriage to an objectionable man 20 years after choosing not to be involved in life because I had, had my heart-broken and didn’t wish to repeat the experience. I married a man I didn’t love, I let life pass me by without taking part. My one contribution to the world at large was the creation of several bright well-mannered young people. I became dangerously ill at a time when my children needed me. Against the predictions of my then husband I refused to die………….as you can tell I won that battle. I accepted my illness as a wake up signal to start living again.

I   cut loose……I began dating, I am single again and this time I have a better idea of what I do and don’t want. I have begun to celebrate my sexuality instead of being ashamed of it. I go through phases, sometimes all I want is a stable relationship, one where  I am completely committed to that one man. At other times and this is one of those, I rejoice in being single, I see several men simultaneously. During these phases I explore my sexuality and push my boundaries. I try to discover how far I am willing to go. I do things I wouldn’t do if I were in a committed relationship.

Whilst I am exploring my sexual boundaries I join adult sites like Adult friend finder and more recently Fab swingers. Since joining FAB I have enjoyed the social side of swinging as much as the sexual side. I joined forces with Karl to become a ‘couple’. We began meeting other couples, I was also seeing Dave, he is more adventurous than Karl. Dave has taken me to a local swinger club a couple of times. At the club I experienced a jacuzzi for the first time as well as seeing my first dungeon. I do enjoy the spanking benches. It was at the club that I discovered that being watched is not as embarassing as I had always imagined.

Since I joined forces with Karl we have met several other couples, mostly in social situations. One of the couples we came across are Bruce and Alice. We have met them twice now, both times with others and both times there has been lots of action. After the first time Bruce started texting me and we had a long telephone conversation. During this conversation we talked about spanking. I am not sure how the conversation got onto that topic. Since then he has been asking me to let him tie me to his four poster bed and be spanked.  Karl knows that I enjoy a little spanking as does Dave. Karl doesn’t like the idea of spanking at all, he doesn’t like the idea of pain even the slightest bit. Dave on the other hand is more willing to indulge me in whatever I desire.

Of all the people I know within our circle I have not discussed spanking with anyone else. However 3 years ago I talked about it with a fellow blogger. After several months of discussions he booked an hotel room where he spanked and caned me. There was nothing between us other than our friendship, this was purely an experiment so that I could experience what it would feel like. Later after he had gone Fred arrived to give me some TLC. He was the only other person I had told about what I was doing. Later still after Fred had gone Nigel arrived to spend a few hours with me.  It didn’t take him long to see the marks on my sore bum. Apart from those who read my blogs nobody else other than these few people know that I am interested in spanking.

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How many are too many?

Posted by secretlynaughty on July 30, 2010

After spending all afternoon sailing with both of my lovers, having a companionable meal together how could we finish the day on a high?

We could spend the evening together playing cards? …………….no

We could go to the pub? ………….no

We could all go our seperate ways ? …………no

or we could go to a private party? …………………yes

Dave drove, it should have taken a tad short of an hour to get there but with Dave at the wheel doing a ton along the dual carriage way as we headed east along the coast before heading north along country lanes, we were there in 40 minutes. I text Bruce to let him know we had arrived…………….come on in. We were the first to arrive, followed a few minutes later by Alice and then some new people, Louise & Dick with their friends Nancy & Paddy. Ian was next to arrive (with his bag of tricks) swiftly followed by Tigger & Winnie. The drinks were flowing, the mood was jovial, even if  our newest recruits were a little nervous.

We were using two different rooms this time. I was in the garden with Karl when we realised the others had made their way upstairs. I soon followed to discover that the fun had begun without me. Things became a little blurred from here on in. I know that I was undressed by Bruce and Dave (but I managed to keep my silver heels on all the time). Dave lay on the bed next to Alice who was being played with by Ian and probably others. I was bent over the bed (still in my heels) sucking Dave off while Bruce was kneeling at my feet licking me out. Dave moved to play with Alice and Bruce turned me around to lay me on the bed while he continued to lick me out. I remember he put my left leg up over the ornate iron bedstead. I placed my other foot on his back. I believe there are photos of me like this but have not seen them yet.

Bruce then decided that he wanted me to himself and led me off in search of a quieter room (it can be handy when you own the small hotel). Choosing one of the rooms we used last time he stripped the ornate cover off the bed. But the noise coming from one of the other rooms had everyone running to see what was going on. (it was Nancy cumming very loudly with Tigger). Bruce had been holding onto an unopen condom for some time now and was determined he was going to fuck me. Next began the search for some lubricant to ease his latex covered cock into my tight cunt. Lube found and liberally smeared over my labia but try as he might he was still finding it difficult to gain entry. Probably not helped by me tensing up at each attempt. He is no slim Jim and each try sent a searing pain through my pussy. Giving up he wandered off.

I lay across the bed on my stomach chatting with others as they came and went. Dave whacked me on my arse with some rubber anal beads………..ouch they flippin well hurt, they look so innocent too. While I was laying there chatting I was also playing with a blue  and silver vibrator, trying out the various settings. At one point and I’m not sure now what else was going on but I seem to remember Alice sucking and playing with my nipples (I had earlier played with her nipple) as did Dick (now he was cute).I had just decided to get dressed and go see how Karl was as he had been feeling poorly and not joined in any of the fun, when Tigger asked me if I had had a good seeing to yet. Damn a few minutes earlier and I would have played with him but I was already in the getting dressed mode.

I found Karl in the garden, gradually the others all assembled in the lounge where Ian was loading all the photos of the night onto cd’s for all of us to keep. Karl didn’t want any and I said I would share with Dave (he still has the disc) then it was time to begin our journey home.

Louise found the evening enjoyable but overwhelming as there were so many people there, Karl also felt there were too many, I tend to agree too.

So if you were planning a group session how many do you think would be just right and how many would be too many?

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Don’t touch

Posted by secretlynaughty on July 22, 2010

In a recent post by Yummy she stated that when she is stressed she needs among other things to have her throat held. For me that would be a cause of stress.

I don’t know why but I have never liked anything around my neck. I don’t wear clothes that have a high neck. I could never wear a necklace that was close to my throat.

When I first met my ex husband he occasionally tried to touch my throat and I always pushed him away.  I don’t think there was anything else he could have done that would freak me out more ………..apart from when he used to chase me around the house with his finger prick needle (I don’t do needles…..bit of a problem for a diabetic).

Whilst we were going through our divorce (living in the same house of hell) it became a daily routine for him to put his hands around my throat. He was well aware that it freaks me out but still he did it. Even though he always said it was just a joke I knew he was doing it on purpose because he knew I hated it.

Just thinking about having anything around my throat makes me feel bad, I get a chill down my spine. I know that if anyone tried to hold my throat I would panic and lash out. There are things I don’t think I would like but might be willing to try but a hand on my throat is not one of those. Nothing will ever persuade me to try it.

I know we are all different and what works for one person is wrong for another, is there anything that freaks you out just thinking about it?

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My limitations O-R

Posted by secretlynaughty on July 7, 2010

Here are my comments on the list I posted here a couple of weeks ago. I started with A – B continued with C – D and   E – F and  G – H and  I, J, k, L, M & N just a few more this time  O – R .some of these I have commented on already.

Oral/anal play (rimming)  ……………….I guess I might tolerate receiving but giving are you serious……do you know where that butt has been?
Over the knee spanking ………perhaps I should be a bad girl just so you will put me over your knee …….do you have strong knees?
Orgasm denial  ……..this is an interesting one……….It would take a lot of training as I currently have no control ……if I am going to orgasm the hoover dam wouldn’t be able to hold me back
Orgasm control  …………..see above …………..but I do like to have control over your orgasm hee hee
Outdoor scenes   ………… I have been known to indulge with varying degrees of success
Pain (severe) .………..do you have any idea how low my pain threshold is? on a scale of 1 to 10 my pain threshold is -5
Pain (mild)     …………..If its in a good cause ie my pleasure ……….bring it on 😉
Persona training (in scene)  ……………will give it a go (with the right person)
Personal modification (rl)  .………….if it leads to personal improvement I am all for it ……..just don’t hurt me too much …….(did I tell you I’m a whimp)
Phone sex (serving Dom)   ………….If thats what it takes
Phone sex (serving Dom’s friends)    ……….. If I had a Dom who required it then of course
Phone sex (commercial provider)    .………….It has been suggested by some at work that I would earn a fortune at it
Piercing (temporary, play-pierce)    ……………..No, Karl asked me  just days ago if I wanted nipple or clit piercings ……..I don’t need the added stimulation of  metal embedded in my flesh to increase my arousal
Piercing (permanent)  ……………see above………. I am not against them for others but not for me I’m  afraid
Plastic surgery  …………..if it was for health reasons yes but not for pleasure only
Prison scenes  …………not sure why anyone would want to do this but if it floats your boat
Prostitution (public pretense)   …………small possibility
Prostitution (actual)    …………..no I don’t think so………I do what I do because I  want to, not because I have been paid to
Pony slave  ………….please explain
Public exposure  …………..have done this to a degree and found it thrilling ……..not sure how far I would dare to go though
Punishment scene     have tried to do this …………..would love to try it again
Pussy/cock whipping  ………..willing to try this ……..just remember the pain thresh hold
Pussy worship   …………you may certainly worship my pussy………..I promise I won’t complain
Riding crops  ………..didn’t know you could ride a crop…….oh thats mot it is it………um be gentle please ……..oh ok just don’t make me count and afterwards can I try it on you?
Riding the “horse” (crotch tort) …………..please explain
Rituals    …………. I have my own but I don’t think you mean those
Religious scenes  ………… a man of the cloth does feature in a few of my joint fantasies with Sebastian
Restrictive rules on behavior   ………..hmm would struggle between being  a good girl and a brat
Rubber/latex clothing   …………cool something to get me all hot
Rope body harness  …….if you have enough rope go for it …………..if I don’t like it I won’t do it again

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spanked tied to a four poster bed

Posted by secretlynaughty on July 4, 2010

At the start of the week I logged onto fab and found a couple of messaged from Bruce, one of his messages asked if I was Secretly (he only knows me as SN). So obviously he had seen my solo profile. I changed login to look at any messages on there…………since teaming up as a couple with Karl back in April I rarely look at my solo profile. I was right there were several messages from Bruce. He had left his mobile number asking me to text him.

Although I text him briefly that evening it wasn’t until lunchtime the next day that we managed to speak. We chatted about various things but the crux of it was that he wanted to see me again. He also said that he and Alice want a threesome with me (that I am not so sure about!) but the main thing is that they are planning another get together later this month and I am invited to go either on my own or with Karl. I have said that I would go as a couple.

I had been back at my desk for about 10 minutes when I got a text from Bruce……….

Iagine being naked and blindfolded and tied to a 4 poster bed and having champagne licked off your tits and then suddenly a sharp crack across your bum as the first spanking hits your sexy ass, pleasure and pain together xxxxx

As I arrived home from work another text………..

When would you like to be spanked and have chilled champagne licked off your body?

lol

Bet your  thinking about it xxx

As it happened I wasn’t, I had other more pressing things to think about at the time. But it was nice to think that he was thinking about my body. Bruce is away at the moment but I think I shall be hearing more from him, there have been a couple of emails and texts already.

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