Fetish Ezine

Bound Fantasy - Love2Bondage

He stepped into the bedroom and looked at the bed where bound to the posts of the antique bed, legs wide apart, a handkerchief tied over her mouth, and wearing nothing was a petite, well-groomed, and ravishingly beautiful woman.

She was propped up with pillows near the foot of the bed, with her knees bent and her legs spread.

As he removed his clothes and his massive cock became visible she became quieter.

All at once, the shock seemed to stun her, and she became almost motionless, frozen with her legs straining against the silk bindings keeping her legs wide open.

As he advanced towards her, she renewed her struggle. Her arms and legs worked together with the effect that she was wiggling her breasts and hips in a slow pattern.

He pounced upon her, kissing her firm stomach.

The head of his massive cock poked shallowly into her slippery cunt lips.

“Mmmmm,” a flirtatious and encouraging moan quietly escaped her.

When his rod had found the path into her well-primed canal, her moaning became playful and sexy, imploring him to put his cock further into her.

In an instant he penetrated her, the massive width of his rock-hard dick stretching the entrance to her vagina.

She tightened her pelvic muscles and attempted to squeeze herself closed. But because she was spread so wide, her maneuver actually served to massage his thick rod in a way that invited further penetration.

As she bore down with her pelvic muscles, the walls of her slick vagina closed comfortably around his rigid cock, and when she let up on the gripping, he slowly slid yet further into her primed body as he worked himself farther into her.

The two lovers were now working together as a team. As he pumped his massive, thick rod in and out of her creamy vagina, she strained unsuccessfully, but now in earnest, at the silk scarves restraining her arms, desperate to grab hold of this man’s buttocks to pull him further into her.

His powerful, confident thrusts were matched perfectly by the contractions of her hot and viscous vagina.

He plunged even deeper into her as the two lovers simultaneously succumbed to massive orgasms. His penis began to spasm powerfully within her as he climaxed, releasing his load safely within her and within his condom.

In response, she screamed out partially muffled wails of profound ecstasy as her vagina contracted in intense orgasm, releasing her own magnificent flood of sticky wetness.

After a few seconds to catch his breath, he pulled his clothes back on and closed the door behind him as he went downstairs to her waiting husband.

Larry

Charging It Fantasy - Big Sister Live Sex

He parked behind the huge house and went in through the back door. The woman that met him in the rear hallway led him upstairs and to the door at the end of one of the long hallways. She unlocked the door and directed him in.

When she closed the door behind him a light came on. There standing in the middle of the small room, in the center of the glow from the dim light was a naked female with a black mask over her face. He could only see her eyes and mouth, beautiful blue eyes and a small luscious mouth with dark pink lips.

He unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off; he tossed it over to a chair that was to his left. He then reached down and undid his trousers and slipped his shoes off. He pushed down his trousers and boxers at the same time, stepped out of them and throws them on top of his shirt.

The female slowly went down to her knees as he did all this. When he was completely butt naked she motioned him to come to her as she licked her lips with her tongue.

She reached out and took hold of the base of his growing cock. She licked the tip as she looked up at him with those beautiful blue eyes.

She then took his cock in her hot mouth and licked it as she moved her mouth up and down the shaft. Within seconds he was rock hard and moaning. She sucked hard as she deep throated his cock. As soon as she went back to bouncing her head up and down his erection again, he shot a sticky load of cum in her mouth. As he finished with his orgasm and she had swallowed the last drop of his cum, she guided him down to the floor and on to his back.

She then stepped over him and turned her ass to him.

She squatted over his still hard cock, took it again in her hand by the base and guided it to her wet cunt as she plunged down fast and hard.

She rode him fast and furious.

He was squirting cum up in to the mysterious masked woman’s cunt within minutes. She trembled over him as she soon exploded on his hard cock.

She laid forward on his legs, as his cock slowly grew soft in her wet cunt. When his cock slipped from her wet hole she stood and turned to him.

She looked deep into his eyes with hers, licked her lips and then disappeared out the door.

A second later the woman who had led him to the room entered and handed him back his credit card. He dressed and left out the rear door to his car and went home to his wife and kids.

Meanwhile inside the masked woman had showered and dressed and stopped at the bar to pick up her credit card on her way out.

Freddie

First Impression - Sadodomania

Her hands were tied over her head. Her legs were tied at the ankles, spread eagle and lying on her stomach, she was completely exposed and vulnerable.

She heard the door open behind her and then close. She could not see who had come in the room or even what to expect!

A smooth vinyl covered hand slid up the outside of her right leg and then across her bare ass. She shivered at the touch, goose bumps covering her bare body.

No matter which way she turned her head; she could not get a glance at the person in the damp and cool room with her.

As the hand gently rubbed her ass cheeks she felt the touch of a cool liquid as it dribbled down the crack of her ass and slowly ran down to her now wet lips and then over her growing clit.

Another vinyl-clad hand touched her ass now, both hands gently smearing the cool liquid over her ass cheeks, then between her cheeks and slowly moving to her cunt. As one hand massaged her clit, a finger of the other one slipped in between her spread cunt lips.

She was very excited now, her clit was throbbing and her sensitive cunt walls were tingling under the touch of the finger.

She was slipping into ecstasy as this fantastic action continued. She was concentrating so much on the hand that was rubbing her clit that she did not notice the movement of the mysterious being moving between her spread legs.

The sensuous hands moved back to he ass cheeks and rubbed more.

Then all of a sudden a sharp excruciating pain ripped through her body as a huge hard object plummeted into her virgin ass hole.

She screamed in pain as the huge object split her tight hole.

The intense pain sent her into a world of mass confusion. The ramming became faster and harder with each thrust.

Her body tensed and her head went blank.

She opened her eyes; she was lying on the small cot in the corner covered in a satin sheet. She slowly looked around before standing. Her ass hurt tremendously but deep inside her bowels she tingled.

When she stood she felt something running down the inside of her thighs, a sudden flow of quantity. She reached down in fear of bringing back up blood on her fingers.

Instead she saw a clear wetness on her fingers. She put it to her mouth and tasted her own cunt juices, her cunt was absolutely slopping wet with cum.

She went to step to the end of the bed and pain shot through her back. She reached down and picked up the red velvet robe lying at the end of the bed. She pulled it on and that is when she noticed the object sitting on the table were she had been tied to earlier.

She picked it up and looked at it. She moved it to her mouth and kissed it.

She then stepped out of the cool damp room with the huge rubber strap on and headed for the showers.

Had to be the best damn sex club in the world she thought to herself as she waddled down the hall!

Larry

“You want to be my slave girl, bitch?” I strode around the trembling girl arrogantly leering at her from head to toe, my eyes of course spending most of the time staring at her tits and ass.

“Yes, Master,” she timidly said.

“Then why are your clothes still on? Strip!”

She hurried to comply with my command as I glared at her and continued my predatory circling. In an instant her clothes were scattered about and she stood before me completely naked.

“Hands behind your head, bitch, and legs apart.”

She moved as I commanded exposing her nicely trimmed cunt and lifting her firm tits with their erect nipples. I continued to move around her but now I squeezed and fondled as I moved. I weighed each tit and gave it a squeeze. I stroked her ass cheeks and slapped them hard.

I stood in front of her and staring down into her trembling face I slowly inserted a finger into her cunt. It was sopping wet and when I found the clit it was rock hard.

She was prime, but I didn’t intend to tell her that.

“Bitch, you aren’t good enough to be my sex slave. You’re not even good enough to be my cock slave. You might be suitable as a jizz slave, though.” I paused, shoved three fingers into her grasping cunt and said, “Are you interested in being my jizz slave, bitch?”

“I don’t understand,” she squealed.

“It’s easy, cunt. A sex slave has some rights. A cock slave is a lower form of life with barely a safe word to protect her. A jizz slave is scum and has no rights at all, not even a safe word.” I continued to work my fingers into her steaming cunt.

“If you become my jizz slave, and I’m not sure you’re even fit for that, you will be under my absolute control. Your body and your life will be mine to dispose of as I wish. You will exist solely to worship my jizz and its sacred source, my cock and balls. You will be used and abused in any way that pleases me and helps me fill you with cum.”

She was silent, but my fingers could feel the gush of cunt juices as she thrilled at the abasement that could be hers. She only paused a moment before saying in a faltering voice, “I would like to be your jizz slave, Master.”

I was thrilled. The cunt was to be mine.

“We shall see if you are suitable. I will test you. On your knees.”

She sunk to her knees. I moved behind her and stripped. Grabbing her by the hair I then moved quickly in front of her with my cock inches from her mouth. She gasped in fear as she took in the sight of my 12-inch long, three-inch diameter cunt ripper.

“Let’s see how well you suck, bitch.”

She opened her mouth and tried to insert my cock, but it was hard work. I assisted by slowly forcing my cock into her mouth as I held her head.

“Lap it with your tongue and suck, don’t just lip it.”

Her tongue started moving against my rod and I could feel the vacuum she developed all the way to my jizz-filled balls.

“If you pass the cock-sucking test, we’ll see how you are at cunt fucking it. Then it’s on to butt fucking.”

She gagged in surprise to my words; I filled her throat before she could protest!

Freddie

Finale Shudders

He pulls her round to face him. Bare below the navel, pale skin, feeling the sudden coolness of a passing draft, she flushes again and a sheen of sweat breaks out on her skin. How can she be so hot but shivering, so dry in the mouth and damp in the body!

With his arm around her waist and her leg shackled, she’s powerless to resist as she’s tipped unceremoniously upside down, but even as she shoots her right hand out to take control of her descent she finds that wrist held as well, she’s going down under his control.

A momentary adjustment and she’s been put in her position, arranged, tipped over, dangling head down, right leg locked into the crook of his right arm pressed against her back, her rear jutting unwillingly up, bare; displayed; waiting.

He pauses, lets her appreciate the undignified state she’s in. She’s only too aware of it, unable to move, yet still swaying precariously, barely able to touch the floor with her free hand, her open blouse covering only her shoulders serving merely to highlight her nakedness, the empty bra cups brushing mockingly against her swaying breasts.

The first slap comes as a shock and she yells, twists, unable to jump, as she feels every callous on his hand imprinted into her rear. Then there’s a surreal silence as she grits her teeth, determined not to give him the satisfaction of hearing her squeal.

Her stomach gives that little lurch again, and not just from the driving thud of her pelvis into the solidity of his supporting leg. Her left hand is off the floor and waving spasmodically in a feeble gesture that says ‘look at me, I’m being spanked, I’m helpless.’

She can feel her breasts jiggling about foolishly with each slap, her face is burning and her eyes prickling with tears.

Her muffled sob is a signal to him and the slaps suddenly come faster. She’s bouncing about over his knee, hair flying, sobbing and yelling, her left leg flailing impotently, struggling against his grip.

“Quiet down!”

She feels a stinging slap against her thigh, and again, as her legs are slapped into settling down a semblance of order. She has an awful hollow feeling in the pit of her stomach: it’s the realization that although she has had enough, more in fact, she’s being obliged to settle herself to accept more, to take whatever he thinks she is due.

Then it continues. Her already sore flesh stings and aches, each fresh slap sending a rush of shocks through her. And it spreads, from her rear, to the tops of her thighs, and onwards, engulfing her.

Instead of kicking, her left leg is thrust out, rigid, except for the muscle-spasm twitches. It’s the last vestige of her self-control, reflecting her inner tension as she attempts to endure, to hold out and say to herself ‘I survived it’, even as she stifles the sobs and feels the tears dripping.

But as it’s a prop to her, so it signals her resistance to him, with each jerking twitch telegraphing how close is the final collapse.

Tears… real tears, welling up in uncontrolled sobs, she slumps limply, emotionally naked at last, as her overwhelming finale shudders through her body.

Tandi

Sometimes when life is filled with excitement, down times and other interesting things that get thrown at us or me, I forget some pleasures that I have experienced. Well I did that this past week.

I put my slave coming to see me at the back of my mind while I focused on a visit from a client who came to visit me.

It seems so long ago now but last weekend my slave did come to visit me. He was his usual bright and cheery self and I found it interesting that this week one of the differences with him was that he kept calling me beautiful. Ok so I am his mistress and he is allowed to do that, but it definitely sounded a little odd coming from a guy who hardly says boo… or ouch or omits a gasp when I inflict a little pain on him.

I got over him calling me beautiful and managed to get myself back into my role as his mistress. Because it had been many weeks since he last came to visit without so much as a phone call to tell me what he had been up to and he knew that he would be punished. It was a pleasure seeing his eyes light up when I brought out the weights that were to be hung from his cock and ball rings that he had already put in place for me.

For some reason I got great pleasure out of letting them swing from side to side, knowing that the heavy weights were pulling down on his balls while I spanked and paddled his arse.

Of course a spanking and my studded paddle on his naked flesh is only the start of his time with me and it usually changes when I am satisfied that he has enough pink and white stripes across his cheeks and down the backs of his legs…

Occasionally we will switch roles which just lately I haven’t had a problem with. But that day he came and saw me he caught me a little off guard. I often will straddle his hips and play with his nipple clamps that I’d put in place when he first arrived. I love squeezing them ‘gently’ before removing them and playing with his tender nipples.

I often hear him gasp when I do so because after being clamped they become very sensitive.

Well I did just that but this time he pulled me to him and clamped onto my right nipple sucking it into his mouth before using his teeth to nip at it. The feelings definitely weren’t unpleasant and so he began alternating between my right nipple and my left… sucking first and then nipping until he began clamping his teeth down harder and harder.

He at no time was hurting me but the tingles in my pussy from the sensations he was creating were incredible.

I felt myself rocking back and forth on his tummy and my clit kept rubbing and brushing against his skin at the same time.

My nipples have always been sensitive but those pleasures and those wild sensations were almost enough to make me climax…

One day I hope to experience those pleasures again. They certainly caught me by surprise and I am sure if one was to keep up the pressure and the nipping… the pleasure and strange sensations might just make me climax from nipple play….

Until next time…

Mistress Marie

The Unknown…

She couldn’t see them but she could hear their voices. They weren’t loud enough for her to be able to identify who the men were … just whispered voices at the end of the bed. She knew one must be her husband and another her lover but there were others.

Were the voices familiar, were they men that she knew? Had she spoken to them when they had come into the shop that her business shared with the business of her lover?

There was no way she could tell. The blindfold covered her eyes completely and she couldn’t remove it for her wrists were tied gently but firmly to the head of the bed.

She was here by choice but still she was nervous, scared, anxious, excited, wet, wanting it to start but wishing she had never mentioned it to her husband. A fantasy was meant to be held within … not lived, not endured not experienced and not enjoyed in reality.

At least that was what she thought but her husband thought otherwise and when he mentioned it to her lover they agreed that it would happen and now it was. She was not told who the men would be and she was already blindfolded and tied to the bed before the men came to the house.

And now on a summer afternoon her fantasy was about to turn into reality. It was not the thought of other men that excited her for she had enjoyed other men … many other men. It was not the thought of multiple other men for she had enjoyed those too. Her husband and her lover together and separately with others, plus multiple other men, too. She had been a whore, lived a life of sheer debauchery and had relished every encounter but this was different.

Now there was a blindfold and she could not see who would have her, there was bondage and she was helpless. She was into total submission, a complete slave to their desires and she knew that they would use her this day to satisfy their own desires.

There were unknown men too; men she might have known if she could see them. Would she look on them tomorrow at the shop, men who had used her body and left their seed inside her and she would not know them?

Would they look on her tomorrow safe in the anonymous darkness of the blindfold and know the feel of her body, the curve of her full ripe breasts, the wet hot pleasure of her most personal places and the moan of her orgasm?

She felt the mattress give way on either side of her as two of them joined her on the bed. Who were they? Were they her husband and her lover or were they the strangers that she did but did not know?

She hoped for the strangers.

A hand touched her thigh and pushed her short skirt even higher to reveal her naked pussy to those who were watching.

And her wildest dreams began.

Pussy Wired For Sound?

I doubt it…

Pleasure can quickly turn to pain or a strange kind of pain that is actually pleasure for some women. Have I confused you? Good!

When I first came across a site that had electrodes attached to themselves, I wondered what the hell these babes got out of having their pussy wired, their ass wired, nipples, clits or whatever else seemed to turn them on… literally.

For me, seeing a girl laying there with her pussy lips wrapped around a contraption that is going to make her squirm from the electric currents that run through her body makes my own pussy tingle with desire.

I’m sure it isn’t something that I would do like these girls but the thoughts are there and those thoughts do lead to some wild fantasies. Which I will share over time…

Why do girls do these things? Do they know what they are getting themselves into or are they prepared to enjoy the ultimate pleasures that only some know how to enjoy, just for us.

I’d like to think that they are receiving ultimate pleasures with a tingle of pain that is sometimes un-describable but yet so enjoyable for many who like to watch. You see deep inside a lot of people are the thoughts of pleasure and pain and what it would be like to be on that side of the wired sensations.

Both men and women get off on the unknown including, seeing girls wired up, receiving small doses of electric currents that gives some pain along with a little pleasure. It is part of the ultimate pleasures in life and why would they stop now…

I enjoy watching… don’t you?

Fetish Mistress

Slave Play Part 2

Tomorrow I will tell you how he worshipped my pussy and switching roles. He does make a good Master…

Times change and when I was ready and wanted him to worship my pussy, we switched. I wanted to see what it was like to be his submissive. Ok so I know how well he licks pussy, but I wanted to feel a little pain.

That may seem a little strange to some…

He brought me a present. A pair of vibrating nipple clamps. He stood before me and in his little back of tricks he brought out some wide grey tape. I wondered what he was about to do and was quick to find out as too.

He had me hold first one breast carefully for him while he bound it so it stood out for him, then he carefully did the same to the other, making sure he didn’t hurt me.

Jack is a thoughtful Master…

Once I was bound he had me lay on the bed. He stood over me and carefully placed first one clamp onto my hard nipple before applying the second one. They did pinch some but I thanked him before he knelt between my legs.

He kept me on the edge for what seemed forever before nipping at my clit with his teeth until I came. My juices filled his mouth and ran down his chin.

I had never cum so hard as I did the day we switched and now I wonder if we will try this again next time he visits me.

~ Mistress Marie ~

Part 1…

Whenever my slave comes to play, it’s always a case of pain and pleasure…

Now where are those weights?

When my slave comes to visit, he always brings along his little kit of goodies for me to play with and I knew that his weights were inside that bag, just waiting for me to play. I noticed his clothes pegs and decided to use those also.

While I searched for the weights I found my long length of chain so I could hang the weights. They would weigh heavily on his balls and I knew he would enjoy that little test of strength.

No words were spoken at all when I attached the weights onto the cock ring that was already in place. The weights pulled down on his cock and balls and it was then that I attached the pegs. I pinched the skin gently, before pegging the pegs carefully around his scrotum.

I heard him gasp, but I knew he was enjoying the pain and the pleasure. All up I attached 4 pegs and gently played with them, flicking them up and down until his groans of pleasure or was it pain echoed around the room.

I spanked his bottom until it was a nice shade of red before using my hand, my paddle and then my new whip. He really enjoyed my new whip, almost as much as I enjoyed using it. The lovely red welts would last a few days I was sure of that. He never once said his safeword so I knew he was ok.

However he did jump a little when I used my paddle to lightly slap his balls… and he thanked me for pleasuring him.

~ Mistress Marie ~