Service Dom I have been very negligent for not thanking Sir M in FL sooner. He visited NC several weeks ago and spent some time with my Dom and me. We enjoyed a nice Japanese dinner (not his favorite but he played along like a pro) then had an enjoyable paddle session. He also introduced us to the Vampire Glove. OMG!! I'm hooked! to Sir M: I enjoyed our time together. My red ass and I thank you. Looking forward to learning about fire cupping. And hopefully having a more passionate session next time since I will be allowed to fuck you then. bandit

Bandit's Top Ten ...reasons for loving her Dom 10. He stops by unexpectedly. And somehow its always when I seem to need Him the most. Makes me want to be there for him when he needs me. 9. He tolerates my phobias. Flying. Water. Heights. Escalators. Elevators. MRIs. Having the front side of me whipped. Wow! Poor guy. :) Makes me want to face fears and enjoy my life with him. 8. He never plays games with my head. No manipulations. Just straight up 'I want this from you'. Makes me want to give him everything he wants. 7. He shares his fantasies with me. Beautiful kinky fantasies. Makes me want to make them real for him. 6. He takes possession of me by loaning me out. I am owned but feel more free that I have ever . Makes me want to make him proud by being a good slut to those he loans me too. 5. He decorates my body with his rings to make me feel attractive and to remind me that I'm owned. Makes me happy to endure a little pain to show him that I love him owning me. 4. He shows me off and keeps me at the center of attention. Good attention. Very new to me. Makes me want to show him off and show off the pride I have in him as my Dom and as a good man. And a handsome man! 3. He lets me cry. He doesnt stop what he is doing and he doesnt force me to open myself to something Im not ready to handle. But he holds me when I cry. Makes me want to keep him safe and to work hard to never let him cry. 2. He teaches me. I am an insatiable learner and he continues to push himself to find new things to teach me. Makes me want to learn how to please him. 1. He fucking whips me!! He learned of my desire and he taught himself how to do it. He loves me as he whips me. And that makes me want to be the best damn masochistic submissive slut I can possibly be. Thank you Sir for allowing me to be your sub. So. Thats the last touchy feely mushy post for a bit. Kinky stuff to come next, I promise. ;-)

Whip Me! Whip Me! A few days ago a friend on CM asked me to tell him how I expected my evening to go. Here is what I told him: My Dom will take me to his bed and strip it down to the sheets. Lay me across it sideways, face down. Use a rope to tie my feet to the bed posts to keep my legs apart. He will use ropes and leather arm restraints to tie my arms apart. He will give me extra rope to squeeze and pull on when the pain becomes harder to handle. He will then ask me what i want. I will reply with 'will you whip me please sir?' 'That i will, sunshine'. I will take a deep breath knowing what is coming. And i will smile at my nickname. He will stroke his hand across my back to warm me up. Then a few light easy strokes on my back and ass. He will ask how i am doing. I will tell him that i am good and to please not stop. He will continue on for 8 to 10 minutes, increasing intensity. Then he will ask again how I am. We will go like that for about 45 minutes then he will have me count down the last 5. The last few will bring tears and i will fight with all i have to hide them. (I never can though, damn him) He will rub my back. Tell me that im strong and brave. After I recover I will thank him for his time and his effort at whipping me. If we are feeling intimate and mushy we will make love. If more erotic, he will fuck me and get me off with a vibrator. If he feels especially Dominant and sadistic, he will send me home with neither. Well, here is what actually happened: My brother visited to celebrate my birthday and way over stayed his welcome. No whip. No sunshine. No vibrator. No fucking. Just a disappointed pair of horny BDSMers trying to appear brave to the other. But, then came the next night. Pierce! Pierce! Whip! My Dom and I decided it was time to add a new ring to the metal slut. So I drank a few drinks, popped a pain pill, and grabbed the ropes. I now have a 12g triangle (stretched from 14g) and new left pussy ring. 12g 1inch. And yes, it hurt like a mother fucker. But today they are nearly healed and I am loving strutting his metal. But that wasn't the best part of the evening. The best part was the birthday lashing. I so love that whip. One - two - three. Well, thats not so bad. Twenty one - twenty two - twenty three. No problem. I got this. Almost hot in fact. Thirty three - thirty four. Oh wow. Loving it. Perfect pleasure pain. Thirty nine - ouch. Shit. Forty. Christ that hurt. OMG please dont go to fifty. Forty one. I WILL NOT CRY. Forty two. FUCK! What was i thinking? FUCK! 'Happy Birthday Sunshine!' So i think: What? Forty two? Thats an odd number. Oh. Duh. Happy Birthday. 42 yr old. Duh. Oh.its over. Woopee! Oh wait, no. Dont stop. I want more. The sting is subsiding. I want more. Its my birthday, give me more! Pussy lips were bleeding. I was half high. And Sir felt I had had all I could stand. So no fucking but I did get to spend the night and that was awesome. Thank you Sir for a wonderful birthday!!

I am a very lucky sub! A couple of nights ago by Dom invited me over to his house.  I had been telling him of a dream where He tied me up then paraded several men and women into the room to drip wax onto me.  By the time I arrived at His house, I was so excited I could barely contain myself.  I was very worked up. He started kissing me, then He told me that I would NOT be cumming tonight.  Tonight was going to be about pain.  I was so close already, and scared to death that I wouldn't be able to stop myself. So I turned myself off. He tied me face down onto the bed, then whipped me.  He did it all just right too.  Right intensity, right number of blows.  But I had turned off. I made myself forget what He was doing.  When He was done He asked if I wanted wax.  By that time I had realized that I had screwed up.  He wanted me excited and turned on and to enjoy our time, but I turned it all off.  He worked hard for me, and I recoiled.  I was so ashamed that I cried, quietly, but I cried.  I was even more ashamed then. He held me.  Told me I wasn't bad.  Said we could try again another time.  He was so good to me that in no time I had to have the pain.  Not for the orgasm, but for the pleasure of pleasing Him. I asked Him to spank me.  He refused, saying that I needed to just chill.  Now I'm desperate to please Him.  I wait just a bit, then I ask again.  Another no.  I can't leave Him knowing I didn't give 100%.  What will I do? I wait just a bit, then I beg.  Finally He relented. He got me on all fours, then proceeded to spank me.  I asked for harder, and He gave it to me.  I wanted more, harder.  He gave.  He spanked me harder than ever.  I have never enjoyed pain so much.  I did not cum.  But I was extremely satisfied and joyous.  Energized.  He was pleased. I was able to please Him.  And He took wonderful care of me.  Thank you Sir!!