The spotlight centred on my naked, kneeling body is bright enough to just reveal the dark forms stood in a circle surrounding me. I feel the men's presence, rather than see them; I'm seeing the scene through my mind's eye in any case, with my eyes squeezed tightly closed, blocking out reality, even while it commands my full sensory attention.
The whispers of those seated at the back were muffled by the whoops surrounding the drawn-out kiss of joy at the altar, until a natural settling revealed the click-clack of my heels on the stone. A wave of anxious whispers and angry mutters accompanied my approach to the still lost-in-each-other bride and groom, which turned to gasps of shock as I undid and threw off the hideous overcoat without breaking stride.
With increasing awareness of and interest in BDSM, much of the related jargon and terms have made their way into common parlance. Two such words are 'kink' and 'fetish'. They're often used interchangeably, but as they are two different words it's natural to wonder what the actual meanings are.
For many people, submission and BDSM can only ever be enjoyed as part of a pre-arranged session. The fun might be even more restricted for others – only accessed via the internet. Some people, however, enjoy submission and BDSM on a 24/7 basis. What about you? Can you imagine ever including submission and BDSM in your everyday life?
I'd taken far too long to complete the last task I'd been given, and my Mistress was very displeased with me. Despite my begging and pleading, and my grovelling apology, I got the impression Mistress was deliberately making me wait before announcing her chosen punishment.
My Daddy is very big and so very strong. He has big hands to hold me tight and strong warm arms to wrap around me tightly and make any bad things go away. Daddy always has zillions Happy Birthday Daddy From Your Dirty Little Girlof cuddles and huggles for his little girl.
I moaned aloud as he took me by the shoulders and drove the full length of his cock deep into my achingly hungry pussy. My slippery, soft labia were spread apart as they massaged his welcome penetration. My head turned to the side, flat on the bed as he pinned it there with his heavy hand in my hair, he rammed his cock into me repeatedly, frenziedly. This wasn't love-making. This was primitive, carnal rutting.
They were miles away from each other, but a heat linked them as they spoke. She was reclining in her bed, ready to drift to sleep. Alone in his room, he was kneeling beside his own bed. She enjoyed the sweetness of it, knowing he was that way for her, and the similarity to the pose to that for nighttime prayers did not escape her.
He pulled her down with hands on her upper thighs, and there was pure joyful malice in her eyes as she become the bull rider to his bull. His hands were all over her beautiful body and her sounds of ravaged pleasure filled my ears, hitting me like a slap, again and again.
It was just an hour from when I got her message to when I arrived. Just an hour. Now, looking back, it seems almost impossible that there was just an hour of intermission between my old life to my new reality.
By Cara Sutra: I've written various articles on the subject. What I get out of locking a guy up in a chastity cage. Female chastity. Slaves have written their experiences, and there are several chastity device reviews. This year, I'm focusing on Keyholding services.
By Cara Sutra: I absolutely LOVE getting spanked. Guess what? I LOVE being tied up too. You’ve probably heard loads about kinky sex, spanking and bondage in the last few years, and you might even be a bit fed up of everyone going on about them. Why is the world totally obsessed with spanking & bondage? And what about you? Would you ever indulge in these so-called sexy pleasures yourself?
By Cara Sutra: In a D/s relationship, is there any room for pushing limits? Or should both partners just find out what makes them tick and keep right on doing those things without moving the goalposts?
By Cara Sutra: “I’m a vicious sadist - and I secretly harbour cruel, sadistic desires.” It sounds like the opening line in some sort of therapy group for criminals, doesn’t it? However, there are plenty of people out there who have sadistic desires in a consensual, power exchange way. Do you identify as a sadist in the BDSM community? Do you ever feel guilty about your sadistic desires?
By Giles English: In the ideal kinky world, everybody talks before and after doing power exchange: “Communicate, communicate, communicate.” It’s the standard expectation in the BDSM community, where refusing to talk about kink is a red flag. And yes, communicating about kink feels like a no-brainer. How else will you both make sure that everything is safe and consensual?
By Cara Sutra: He looked up at me from where he knelt on the kitchen floor, a solitary tear running down his defeated face. That just caused my cunt to become wetter in beautifully cruel empathy. Finally, he’d completed the distasteful task. His expert tongue protruded, but not out of rudeness or as a plea for pussy. On the tip was a small, very shiny key.