i couldn't let another day pass without making note of an amazingly intense session that happened a few days ago.
but it comes with a forewarning. Breath play can be EXTREMELY dangerous and isn't to be taken lightly. Nobody, sub or Dom, should engage in a breathplay scene until both parties are informed of the risks and are willing to take the necessary precautions to make it safe. Furthermore, this post comes with an explanation of my mindset during the scene, the thoughts going through my mind contain rape themes. This isn't condoning rape or likening BDSM to abuse in any way. Any sensitive readers are advised to choose another blog now and anybody under 18 should do the same. You've been warned.
i stayed over at Master's this weekend as usual, and as usual, w/We went out for dinner before returning to His house for the night. Over the next while, i know o/Our time for play and for generally being together is going to be limited, so it was nice to see Him and to make the most of being with Him before life gets in the way.
i've written before about how amazing sharing a bed with Master is, being close to Him and waking up together. Usually in the morning, if w/We've got no reason to get up, things evolve into play pretty quickly as the morning drifts away into afternoon...
His hands tangle into my hair as He pulls me down, forcing His cock deeper and deeper in my throat.. His fingers working harder and faster in and out of me until i can feel my cum dripping down my thigh. i try to remain quiet but sounds escape against Him inside my throat. i love it when He forces me like this, when He makes me choke as i worship Him. i love hearing the growl deep within Him and feel Him so close to me. He can feel me trembling against Him and teases me more, fingering my clit, pinching it, working the wetness between my legs until i can't take it any more and He finally lets me cum.
He forces me onto my back, lifting me up from my knees only to throw me down again. i always look into His eyes in that moment- the complete Dominance and lust in His eyes makes me shiver every time, makes me more eager (if physically possible) to feel Him inside me. i'm so tense by the time He pushes inside me the stab of pain always accompanies Him, the sweet burn intensifying into pleasure that keeps building. Again, the tension is building and soon i'm moving my lips from His to whisper in His ear and ask to cum. He orders me to cum again and again and again, the orgasms overlapping until i'm writhing against Him between my legs.
The first slap catches me completely by surprise. My inner thigh stings intensely and a bright red handprint begins to bloom. It isn't given much time though, until He has covered my inner thighs almost completely in slap marks. i'm whimpering against my lip as i bite them to keep quiet. i can't stop moving, the pain so intense but building up somewhere between my legs. Pleasure. My clit is throbbing despite being completely ignored.
He growls and pinches my breasts, slaps them around. a voice in my head whispers 'red..red.. red.. stop' but i can't say the words, don't want to. the thought disappears as i see the look on His face and my fear disappears. only complete trust and submission remains. He forcefully enters me again and i feel His teeth dig into my neck. He pulls away and throws me onto my front again, pulling my hips up to meet His. His nails are dragged down my back and i feel the red marks begin to raise. His nails dig into my backside too, slap me hard as He thrusts against me.
i groan from the intense pleasure of being fucked like this and the mingling pleasure and pain from everything He's doing. His hands wrap into my hair again and He pulls my head up, opening my throat. His hand wraps tightly around and i gasp and choke as my groans are cut off when my air disappears.
Time slows down. His body seems to go faster and faster against me and i'm faintly aware of a spinning feeling from deep within me. My knees weaken, my body collapses seemingly within itself.
Blackness. Nothing.
Light. Bright light. Feel dizzy. My lungs flood with air again and my body trembles with something. Pleasure? Terror? i hear myself gasping and groaning but have no awareness of any control over them. My cunt tightens around something. i can feel another body behind me. i'm having sex and i don't know who i am. am i being raped? How did i get here? Where am i? Who am i? Who are you?
'Cum, pet'.
Everything comes flooding back. He is my Master, i'm safe. i'm still unaware of what happened but aware of the explosive orgasm building within me that previously defied His command. He's still moving in and out of me, faster, harder. His nails dig painfully into my butt and i whimper, as He commands me i cum again and again, collapse into the bed..
i won't even begin to go into the aftermath of that scene. that's for another post and another time. maybe Master will enlighten us with His side of the story. but it's another amazing experience and i'm thankful to Him for making it safe and taking me further than i ever thought i could.
