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alex2580
Hetero Female, 33, Cleveland, Ohio 
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Theres something so free about being tied up. I cant be bashful when Im naked, spread eagle on the bed. I cant be coy and tell you no with a ball gag in my mouth. All I can do is strain against the ropes and the cuffs as you haveyour way with me, any way you wish. You know just how to push my buttons and I cant squirm playfully away. You push me to try things that I would never do unless you had me tied up, and then I end up loving every moment of it. And it makes me want to serve you even more once the ropes come off, to show you that Ilove you and want to bring you pleasure too.
2/8/2014 6:53:01 PM: That feeling when we see each other again.  The smile I can't hide.  The goose bumps that follow the line your hand makes up my back.  The way I lose my breath when our lips meet.  Your laugh.  My fingers in your hair pulling your head back so I can kiss your neck.  The moan that escapes your lips.  The way your moan makes me moan.  Weak knees.  The way I could kiss you forever standing in the dining room.  How I crave your arms wrapped around me.  The melty way you look into my eyes.  The way you touch me.  The way I want you to never stop touching me.  Holding hands.  The love bites that remind me you were here.  How my bed smells like you, like us, now.  The smile when I remember how you taste.  Great sex hair.  How you get rough when you want me.  The way you say cuddle but really mean sex.  Great sex.  So deep.  Deep breaths.  Teasing you.  Watching your body tense.  Falling asleep in your arms.  Wanting you.  Not wanting you to leave.  Crying when you do.  Wishing you were here tonight.  Dare I name it?  Can it be love?

1/16/2014 11:00:53 AM: Mommy Time Mommy was so glad she got all her errands done early.  She could go home and relax, enjoy the quiet house before her husband and kids came home.  Moments like this were few and far between now that the boys were older.  There were so many sporting events to attend, practices, and school projects.  Sometimes Mommy just needed a break, and today was that day.  She parked the car in the driveway, got the groceries out of the back, and went in the house.  So quiet.  Mommy smiled.  She put the groceries on the kitchen counter, and started to put them away when she heard a noise.  It came from her bedroom.  Mommy started down the hallway to see what was going on.  She got to her bedroom door and stopped.  There stood her oldest, Tim, wearing one of her bras and a pair of her panties, with a pair of her stockings in his hands.  He just stood there, staring at her, his face turning red, not sure what to say.  Mommy just crossed her arms and leaned against the door, waiting for his answer to her unasked question, 'What are you doing?'  Tim just looked down at his hands, holding her stockings.  Finally, after what seemed an eternity, he managed to stammer out, 'I was just trying to figure out how this stuff works.  You know, because someday I'll need to be able to, you know.....'  His voice trailed off, embarrassed to be caught in his mom's lingerie, and to be admitting this to her.  He should have known he'd get caught at some point.    Tim continued staring at the floor.  Mommy walked slowly over to him, putting her hand under his chin and tilted his face up.  'Look at me.'  She didn't sound angry.  Tim cautiously looked up to meet Mommy's eyes and he saw understanding there.  'Sweetheart, this isn't the way to learn about these things.  You should have asked me to show you.  Every boy needs his mommy to teach him about love and passion, and lingerie.'  Mommy smiled at the look of surprise on Tim's face.  'Put those down and come over here.'  Tim followed Mommy to the bed and sat down beside her.  'Unzip my dress.'  Tim reached out a trembling hand and slowly drew the zipper down, revealing Mommy's smooth white skin and her bra.  He loved her skin, so soft and sensual.  It was the reason he still gave her long hugs every night before bed, and then went to his room and masturbated to the smell of her and the feel of her body pressed against his.  He ran his hands over her shoulders, down her back, not wanting to stop.  He began to pull her bra straps down over her shoulders, but Mommy stopped him.  'No my dear.  Unhook my bra in the back.  You have to learn how to do it right, and it's my job to teach you how.  Just do what I tell you.'   Tim pulled the straps back up, and began to try to manipulate the hook and eye closure, fumbling with it in frustration.  He couldn't see it, but Mommy was smiling.  Her husband had been just the same way....  'Not like that Tim.  Watch.'  Mommy reached behind her back and showed him how to unhook her bra.  Then she hooked it again.  'Take a breath and try again.'  Tim was having a hard time focusing.  His cock was getting hard in Mommy's silk panties, but he wanted her to show him these things.  Tim tried again and was able to unhook Mommy's bra.  He was so happy, until Mommy told him, 'Now hook it back up and try it a few times.  Get used to it dear.'  Tim just wanted to touch her breasts...  But he wanted to be a good boy, so he did as he was told.  After four or five more tries, he felt pretty comfortable.  Once her bra was hooked closed, Mommy turned toward Tim on the bed, facing him.  She noticed his hard cock bulging against her white panties, but didn't say anything.  Tim could only look at her breasts, how they bounced as she moved, and how he wanted to fondle them.  'Now take it off from this side, without looking.'  Tim reached behind Mommy to unhook her bra, leaning into her body.  Mommy reached up and cradled his head, running her fingers through his hair.  'Kiss my neck here, Tim.'  As Tim leaned in even closer to his Mommy's neck, his hard cock rubbed against her body, and he moaned into her neck.  'It's alright my love, I know it feels good, I can help to make it feel even better.  Unhook my bra.'   Tim finally managed to get Mommy's bra off, and sat back to stare at her breasts.  'Go ahead and touch them Tim.  Feel them and get to know them.'  Tim very gingerly reached out his hand and lightly ran his fingertips down Mommy's chest and watched in amazement as a line of goosebumps rose on her skin.  He moved toward her nipple and watched it pucker at his touch.  'Now the other one.'  Tim reached out his other hand and made the same movements, and was rewarded with the same reaction.  He smiled up at Mommy, looking for her approval.  'That's a good boy.  Always start gently, touching and kissing.  Go ahead, suck on my nipples.  Just like when you were a baby, you remember how.'  Tim kissed his way from Mommy's shoulder to her breast.  His mouth found her nipple and began to suckle her.  Mommy had her hand in his hair again, arching her back to meet his mouth, moaning gently.  It felt so good.  She had wanted this for a long time, to nurture her oldest son, to show him how to please a woman, to teach him, and now it was happening.   Tim's other hand found Mommy's other nipple and slowly squeezed, testing what he could do.  This was something he'd only dreamt about.  He'd never done anything with a girl before because he was too scared of looking stupid.  Now Mommy said she would teach him, and Tim was eager to learn.  Mommy leaned back on the bed and Tim's body followed hers.  He was lying beside Mommy, sucking one nipple with his mouth, squeezing and kneeding the other with his hand.  Mommy moaned and Tim knew he was doing a good job.  Mommy reached up and took Tim's hand in hers, saying, 'Don't stop sucking, just do what I tell you.'  She moved their hands together toward her pussy, knowing they would find it all wet.  She pushed the rest of her dress to the floor, so all she had on now were her thigh highs, garter belt and heels.  Mommy guided her son's hand all around her pussy, letting him feel her skin.  Then very lightly, she pulled his fingertip up the middle of her wet cunt, right over her clit.  When Tim hit Mommy's sweet spot, a shiver went through her body and she moaned again.  She brought their hands to his mouth and told him to lick her sweet juice from their fingers.  Mommy took her hand away from Tim's so he could explore on his own.  He needed to learn that when a woman moaned, that whatever he did felt good and he should do it again.  By now, all of Tim's attention was on Mommy's pussy, and he was leaning up on one elbow, watching how her body responded when he touched her.  After a few minutes, Tim felt Mommy grinding back on his fingers then her hand was on his shoulder.  'Get on the floor on your knees, use your mouth.'    Tim obeyed immediately and Mommy saw his hard cock popping out of her panties.  Tim kneeled at the edge of the bed and began to investigate Mommy's pussy.  She was shaved so he could see everything.  He traced her lips gently and pulled them back, rubbing her exposed clit and watched Mommy jerk.  Then he understood.  Tim began by licking the length of Mommy's wet pussy several times, loving the moans that escaped her lips.  The harder he licked, the more Mommy moaned.  Tim stuck his tongue in her vagina and Mommy whispered, 'Yes my dear, that's where you came from.  Keep doing that, yes....'  Then Tim moved to her clit.  He licked all around it at first, then started sucking on it.  Mommy's hips were rotating and she was pushing her pussy onto his face.  Tim reached up and put his hands on Mommy's hips to try and hold her still, but it did no good.  He was young and eager and Mommy was getting worked up.  But she didn't want to cum yet, so Mommy said, 'Stop.'  As hard as it was, Tim sat back on his heels and looked up at her.  Mommy sat up on the bed and told him he'd done a very good job and she was proud of him, but now it was his turn for some attention.   Tim laid down on the bed, still wearing Mommy's bra and panties.  His hard cock was stretching the silky fabric of the panties, and he just wanted to touch himself to relieve the pressure.  Mommy crawled onto the bed and hovered over Tim's body, her full breasts just inches away from his skin.  She leaned down and kissed Tim, very soft, very gently.  Her kisses moved down his neck to his chest, her taut nipples barely grazing his skin, leaving a line of goosebumps.  Mommy's hands gently caressed Tim through the panties, loving the wet spot of precum that stained the white silk.  He moaned as Mommy kissed along the edge of the panties, across his stomach.  Timmy had never felt so hard.  He was going to lose it pretty soon, this was more intense than anything he had experienced before.  Just then Mommy began to pull down the panties, releasing his cock from it's confines.  Tim looked down and watched as Mommy began to lick the length of him, kneading his balls with one hand, holding the base of his cock with the other.  As she took his cock in her mouth and swallowed the entire length of him, Timmy began to shake with his orgasm.  It felt so good, and Mommy was making it better, massaging out every last drop with her tongue, swallowing it all.   When Tim had his breath again, and could sit up, Mommy was smiling at him.  'You were such a good boy.  You listened so well.  Go take a shower and I'm going to make dinner.'  Mommy stood up and pulled her dress back on and Tim zipped her up.  Then he went to his own room and got in the shower.  He got hard again thinking about everything they had done this afternoon, and got off again.  When Tim got out of the shower, he could hear his mom and dad talking.  He froze.  What if Mommy told Father everything?  He couldn't face his Dad.  Tim put on a pair of pajamas and laid down on his bed, afraid to go out to the living room.  After awhile, Mommy called that dinner was ready, but still Timmy didn't get up.  One of his brothers came in and told him dinner was ready, but still Timmy didn't get up.  A few minutes later, Mommy came in.  She sat down on the side of the bed very gently, and said, 'Aren't you hungry?  You worked up quite an appetite?'  Tim looked at her and Mommy was smiling.  'Did you tell Father?'    'Of course not.  Why would I do that?  This is just between us.  Come and eat dinner.'  With that, Mommy walked out of the room.  Timmy laid there for another minute, thinking.  This is wonderful, he thought.  We can play anytime and no one will know.  He smiled and got up, and walked to the dining room.  Father looked up at him and said, 'Aren't you feeling well, son?  Maybe you should stay home from school tomorrow until you feel better.  I have to leave for a business trip tomorrow and I'll be gone for a week, so you'll need to help your mother and you can't do that if you're sick.'  Timmy looked up at Mommy.  She was smiling as she said, 'I'm sure he'll be much better after a day home tomorrow...'

7/9/2013 6:53:43 PM: The Bath      You come home from your day, and open the front door.  I am kneeling on  the floor, eyes cast down.  You walk past me, patting my head, and go toward the  bathroom.  You start to push the door open, and turn back to look at me.  My  eyes are still downcast and you smile.  'Come along Pet.'  I smile and run to  your side.  We go into the bathroom, and I begin to draw your bath as you watch  me.  When the water is warm enough and filling the tub, I turn to you and begin  to unbutton your shirt.  This part is always so hard for me, I want to kiss you  and start playing, but this is not about what I want.  This is about me  belonging to you and doing everything within my power to please you, to take  care of your needs above my own.  So I inhale deeply, taking in your scent, and  continue to undress you, careful not to touch you with my fingers, only touching  your clothes.   You're smiling at me, trying not to laugh.  I know you think this is funny,  that it's so hard for me to resist you.  Oh, the belt, the zipper, the  pants....  Lord help me.  I'm on my knees again, taking off your shoes, your  socks, and helping you to step out of your pants, folding each piece of  clothing, being neat just as you like.  And then the underwear.  I can barely  breathe.  I have to touch your skin to take them off, I can see the goosebumps  where I touch your waist, and I slowly lower the waistband.  I love the way the  material yields to my hands, revealing you.  I slowly begin to move my head  toward your cock, I want to kiss it, to lick, to suck.  And your hand grabs a  fistful of my hair and yanks my head back, forcing my eyes to yours.  'No.'  It  only takes that one word, and I remember my place, at your feet, at your whim.   'I'm sorry Daddy.'  You release my hair, and I finish removing your underwear.   You step over to the tub and step in.  You've had a long hard day, and the warm  water feels good.  I stay on my knees by the clothes, quiet, waiting for you to  summon me.  You like to relax first, soak awhile.....   When you have had your nice long soak, you call me to your side.  I come to the  side of the tub, eyes downcast, ashamed of my behavior.  You know this, I can't  hide my feelings from you.  You reach out and put your finger under my chin,  pulling my face up gently.  You don't say anything, but I know you aren't  angry.  I kiss your hand and ask if you are ready.  You lay your head back and  sigh deeply, saying, 'Yes, begin.'  I have all that I need in a neat basket right beside the tub.  I start with  the sponge and body wash, working up a lather.  I gently wash all over your  body, taking care not to spend too much time in any one area.  Except your feet,  I love to wash each individual toe and pamper them.  I wash your hair, making  sure not to let any soap in your eyes, your beautiful eyes.  I pull the drain on  the tub, letting the water release.  Sometimes I feel like that water.  You wash  away my inhibitions and let them fall away, making me a better, cleaner version  of myself.   You stand up and step out of the tub onto the mat.  I quickly get the oil and  begin to massage it into your skin, starting at your shoulders, down your arms.   Then your back and chest.  Then the forbidden areas....  I try to be good and  not linger.  You silently laugh at me again, as I smile up at you.  Then I work  down your legs, and end with your toes, making sure each one gets the attention  it deserves.  Then I get the towel from the heated towel rack, and quickly dry  you.  You walk out of the bathroom as I clean up the oils and soaps.  When I  walk out, you are already lying on the bed, face down.  I walk over and start at  your feet, massaging gently, working out your tension, your stress, rubbing your  cares away.  I work up your calves, then to your thighs.  And then your ass.   The late sun is coming through the windows and your skin is warm with the rays.   Just the thought of touching you, of rubbing you, of bringing some small amount  of pleasure to you gives me chills.  My nipples are hard as I climb onto the  bed, kneeling between your legs.  I begin to work your muscles, to knead you  like dough, soft at first and then more pressure.  Up your back and as I get  nearer your shoulders, I move to straddle your ass so I can reach.  I work down  your arms, even massaging each finger, kissing the hands that discipline me.   This is the part I love most, being close to you and knowing I'm yours and I  make you happy.   As I linger over the last finger, you pull your hand away, and say, 'Now for  the other side.'  I climb off and kneel beside you on the bed.  As you turn  over, all I can focus on is that you are hard.  A small moan escapes my lips,  and you laugh, calling me a silly girl.  You're smiling, but your eyes are  hungry, and that look is never lost on me.  Again I begin at your feet, moving  my way slowly up your legs.  Then I am to your pelvis.  I hesitate.  Suddenly  you slap me, and I almost fall off the bed.  There are instantly tears in my  eyes.  Not because you hit me, indeed it does hurt, but because I have  disappointed you.  You just stare at me.  'Keep working.'  'Yes Daddy.'  I know  you won't let me have you tonight, and it's my own fault.  My arms are shaking  as I work up your stomach, and as I reach your arms, a tear falls to your  chest.  I try to brush it away, but you grab my wrist hard.  Very hard.  You sit  up from the bed, and whisper in my ear, 'Save your tears for what's coming next,  bitch.'  I know this will be bad, but I deserve it.  You've given me clear  expectations of my duties, and I failed.  You stand up from the bed, still  holding my wrist, and pull me to the center of the room.  I look up at the rings  and the rope running through them, knowing that soon I'll be strung up there, at  your mercy.  Mercy, ha.  There will be no mercy for me tonight.....

3/16/2013 5:51:55 AM: The Meeting Part Three Pet couldn't see anything, the room was totally black,and she began to panic. Then Master put his armsaround her and began to run his fingers lightly overher chest and stomach, kissing her neck. He whisperedin her ear that if at any time she wanted to stop, allshe had to do was tell him. Her legs were quiveringand she desperately wanted to sit down. She'd neverfelt like this before, so worked up and wanting astranger so badly. She was grateful when Masterturned her around and pushed her gently onto a bed andtold her just relax while he got her ready. Pet couldhear the sounds of her Master moving around the room,picking up and moving items around. She couldn't seeanything, but hearing that he was close made Pet feelsafe. Master came to stand in front of Pet, and he couldsmell her sweet scent as it filled his nostrils andmade his breath come faster. He would have torestrain himself with this one. She captivated him,and he wanted her in a way that he hadn't known in avery long time. But she was so inexperienced, if hewasn't patient, she would be scared and he would loseher. He usually didn't speak during a bondage sessionas a means of sensory deprivation, but he decided totell her what he was doing as he did it so she mightbe more comfortable. Master told Pet to hold out her hands so he couldbuckle on the cuffs. Pet was surprised that the cuffswere lined with a soft fleece, and were verycomfortable, as were the ankle cuffs. The strangeweight brought Pet back to reality, and her body wentrigid. Master felt her panic and began to stroke hershoulders and arms and told her it was okay, that eventhough she would be tied up, she was ultimately incharge of the situation. If at any time she wanted tostop, all she had to do was say so, and he would notbe angry with her. Master also told her that for thisfirst session, she would not be gagged, so that shecould communicate easily. Pet thanked her Master, andat his command, she rolled onto her stomach and puther hands behind her back. Master tied her feettogether and then her hands. He explained that thiswould be the most comfortable way for her to lay whilethey 'played'. After Master tied her hands to herfeet, in a hogtie, he positioned a pillow under herhead and kissed her. He told her to wait for him, andhe would be right back. Pet almost laughed, thinkingshe had nowhere to go, and she couldn't get anywhere. While Master was gone, Pet tested the ropes and cuffsto see if escape was possible. It was not. There wasroom to wiggle, but nothing more. And Pet had thefeeling that Master could have tied it tighter, butdidn't because it was her first time. She wasgrateful that he was being thoughtful. Master came back to the bedroom, sure that he hadgiven his new Pet time to test her bonds. As he cameup to the bed, Master explained that they would not behaving sex tonight. Pet was momentarily deflated. Then Master continued and told her that bondage wasnot necessarily about sex, but domination andsubmission, and learning and pushing the limits wehave known all our lives, and tonight was aboutlearning Pet's limits. Pet liked the sound of that,and said so. Master just laughed and told her towait, she might not feel that way when they were done.Master began by rubbing Pet's back, down her legs, andthen around her ass. Pet arched her body to meet hishands and Master smacked her ass hard, and told herthat her job was to lay there and not move or makenoise. Pet tried very hard to do what Master ordered,but it was so hard. Small moans would escape hermouth, and Master would slap her ass, hard. Afterawhile, Pet was so wet from being finger fucked, andshe just wanted to cum, but Master wouldn't let her,so Pet started to moan louder, just so he would spankher. Master quickly figured out what Pet was doing,and it turned him on. He loved a nice long, roughspanking session, and knowing that she was alreadyinto the light stuff made him harder than ever.But he didn't want to go too far tonight. This wasabout her, learning how far he could push her and howwell she would respond to being dominated. Masterstopped the finger fucking and pulled Pet up to herknees so she was kneeling on the bed. Then he verygently placed her on the floor and took off hisclothes, sitting on the edge of the bed. Petimmediately began licking his cock, up and down,taking it into her mouth and sucking it like a giantlollipop. Master was very well endowed, and Petgagged a little when she took him all the way down herthroat. Master was really enjoying it. Usually heneeded to tell a sub how to do it right, but Pet wasspectacular. He could feel himself getting close, sohe told her and Pet kept going. Master came in hermouth and Pet licked up every drop. He laid there fora few minutes, and Pet just sat back on her heelsuntil he was ready for her. When Master was ready, he asked Pet if her arms andfeet were alright, if she was comfortable in thatposition still. Pet answered that she was fine, andliked the way the cuffs felt against her skin. Mastertold her to wait just a minute, he would be rightback. Pet waited in the darkness and she heard himcome back just a few minutes later, with somethingjingling in his hand. She couldn't figure it out. Then Master was back in front of her, on his kneesfacing her. He asked if she had ever used clampsbefore. Pet answered no, but she had seen some andread about them. Master asked if he could use them onher, and Pet answered yes. She liked the idea of painused to create a higher level of ecstasy, like thespanking. But she wasn't ready for the pain thatexploded in her nipples when Master attached theclamps to her. She cried out in pain, but didn't askMaster to remove them. Master was happy with her andbegan to kiss and lick and suck all around herbreasts, careful not to touch the clamps. Petresponded to his mouth on her body by trying to pushher breast into his mouth. Her moans getting louder,and Pet began to squirm when his hand slid between herlegs and began to stroke her pussy. Pet was barelyholding on and Master could tell. He stopped justlong enough to lie on his back and position his headjust under her sweet pussy. He placed his arms aroundher thighs and pulled her down onto his face as hebegan to suck her clit and lick up her juices. Pet'spussy contracted as the first orgasm hit her, andMaster did not stop, but kept right on licking andprobing with his tongue. Pet could barely breathe by the time Master stopped,and collapsed onto his stomach. As she lay there,Master began to untie the ropes. Pet felt a littlesad that she would have to leave now and go home. Shewanted to stay tied, and play more. When all theropes were gone, and the cuffs unbuckled, Pet asked ifshe should call a cab. Master laughed softly and toldher no, they were just getting started.....

3/16/2013 5:47:44 AM: The Meeting Part Two Mandy tried to concentrate on the things Michael wassaying, but it was so hard to focus. She knew he wastelling her how he expected her to behave and dress,and what to expect from their relationship, but shecouldn't make her brain stay in one place. Michaelfinally laughed, and told her to just wait and theywould go over things when they got to his place. Theydrove quickly and Mandy looked around to find herselfin the old meat-packing district of town. Thebuilding Michael pulled into was huge and made ofbrick. Even though it was obviously old, it wasbeautiful, and Mandy told him so as he parked the car.Michael laughed and told her to wait until she sawthe rest of it.As she walked into his apartment, Mandy was impressed.It was huge, and full of interesting things. Therewas stunning art on the walls, artifacts that lookedlike they would belong in a museum, but it all lookedlike it belonged there. It wasn't stuffy andpretentious, and made the huge space feel inviting. Michael poured Mandy a drink as she looked at some ofhis collection. When he invited her to sit, Mandychose a chair so he would not be touching her and shecould concentrate on what he was saying to her. Michael explained that he understood that she was newto bondage and her would have to be slow and patientwith her, which he was willing to do. But he alsoexpected her to obey his every wish and respect him asher Master. In return, he would treat her withrespect and teach her about bondage. If at somepoint, they both wanted to take it further, they woulddiscuss it. He would also demand that she alwaysaddress him as Master, in private and public, and shewould dress as he saw fit. Michael further explainedthat it was his job to push the limits that she hadalways known. Pain, pleasure, ecstasty, andeverything in between. She would have to trust himcompletely that he knew what he was doing and giveherself up to him.Mandy listened intently, and when Michael stoppedtalking, she was looking into her drink. He stood upand said he was going to change and let her think. Hedidn't expect a decision tonight, and whenever shewanted to leave, he would take her home or call her acab. He walked through a door, and closed it gentlybehind him. Mandy sat on the chair thinking if shecould live with the demands Michael had given her. She wasn't sure, but she wanted to find out. Shestood and began to unbutton her blouse as she walkedtoward the door Michael had disappeared through. Nextshe unzipped the short black skirt and let it fall tothe floor. She knocked softly on the door and Michaelopened it to find Mandy standing in front of him, halfnaked with a hungry look in her eyes. He slowly lethis eyes wander up and down her beautiful body. Herlegs were so shapely and the suspender stockings gavesuch a lovely view of her shaved pussy. Her breastswere large and the nipples were already hard. Michaelcouldn't wait to use the clamps on her. Her took herhand as her led her into the dark room and closed thedoor.....

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