CtAndy's Random Thoughts and Writings

DISCLAIMER: This writing has various different aspects of CNC, force, and other Non-Consent related topics. This is a work of fiction but may have triggering scenarios or content so please proceed at your own risk if such content is difficult for you. This writing is the first part of a series that I am writing at the request of the person who is the subject of the writing. She has asked me to write this story for her enjoyment and has given me permission to share it with others. Her name has been modified for privacy but much of the content is derived from our discussions, the rest I have taken creative liberty with. Otherwise I do hope you enjoy the story. 

Pt 1 The capture

This day has been coming for months. The day that you and I would finally be meeting. I honestly wasn't sure that this day would actually ever come, but now it has. 

It just so happened that I came across a post that you made on a kink site. I sent you a message because it was clear to me that you thoroughly enjoyed yourself after reading a few of my writings. 

Since then we have been talking daily and becoming more and more familiar with each other. Eventually we started making plans. A few weeks ago those plans were made real and you booked a flight to come and see me. 

Being that you are flying in from out of the country it was quite a bit cheaper to have you fly into the big airport a couple hours away instead of the smaller one that was much closer. I don't mind the drive to come and pick you up. Besides, you don't know it yet, but that kind of works into my plans anyway. Over the last few months we have talked about a lot of things including all of the different things that we each like and want. One of the things that you like very much is consensual non consent, and in the conversations that we have had to this point you have given me the blanket green light. You don't realize it yet, but the moment you did that, you became mine and all I needed was for you to show up. 

Today is that day. 

I'm about 20 minutes away from the airport when I get your message that you have landed and you are about to get off of the plane. By the time I get there the luggage has started and it's only a few minutes until you have gotten yours. We load everything up in the car and start the drive back. Not too far from the airport we stop and grab some food before the rest of the drive and I suggest to you that you turn your phone off so we can spend some time talking without distraction. As expected, you do as I suggest to my satisfaction. We eat quickly and make the rest of the drive talking about all sorts of things along the way. Occasionally you notice me snapping my fingers and doing various other gestures that you tell me you find odd. That's ok though, there is a reason for it all, but you don't need to know all of that just yet. 

We finally arrive at the house. It is now dark outside. We get you and your things into the house quickly and it doesn't take very long to get your things set up. You grab your phone and go to turn it on to check it when I grab it out of your hand. You look at me and say, "Hey what the fuck!" 

"That's mine now." I snap my fingers at you again. You blink with a look of confusion on your face. 

I watch as the realization that without your phone, you are helpless crosses your mind. You begin to understand that you are utterly alone. No one knows where you are, including yourself. You turned your phone off hours ago back near the airport. There is no record of your GPS, no location tracking and you failed to set up any type of check in or safety call. I snap my fingers again and you blink, your mind going kind of fuzzy and making it hard to concentrate. 

"Why do I feel weird and confused?" you ask tentatively.

"I want you to be confused." I respond. 

In the back of your mind somewhere you remember us talking about how I'm a hypnotist. 

At some point we discussed erotic hypnosis and things like behavior modification. You know that things like memory play are something I like to use when playing with a submissive woman. You try to resist, to snap yourself back into reality, just to be thrown back into a haze by the snap of my fingers. The entire car ride, through our conversation in the car, and even in our conversations before this, I've been priming you. I've been getting you ready for this moment. 

Now it's time to have some fun. You fully and knowingly consented to me doing anything that I wanted with you. As you put it "You can do anything you want with me, I trust you". You are beginning to realize that what I want is not just your body, but your mind too. I'm going to take it all, but first I'm going to claim your body. 

I put you into a state where you are completely aware of everything that is happening. You can talk, and feel, and experience everything just like normal, but in the state that you are in you can't do much in the way of anything else. Even if you could I would just tie you up and take what I wanted anyways. I know you like that sort of thing. Just for the enjoyment of it, I may just do that anyway. 

I strip you completely naked. I stand you still in the center of the room so that I can observe everything you've given me. You are thin, and your body is completely smooth with no body hair. I run my hands over your body, running my thumb across your lips, pushing them apart and pushing my thumb inside to play with your tongue. 

I whisper in your ear. "Are you ready for what is coming?"

I move my hand down grabbing one of your tits, pinching your nipple and twisting it hard. A small moan escapes your lips.

You can feel my body close to you, my large stature just inches away. My size is intimidating and powerful compared to your tiny frame.

"Tonight your life is going to change. I am going to claim you tonight." I say as I pull you in close to me from behind. The vibrations of my strong but quiet voice pierce your naked skin giving you goosebumps.

"First I am going to fuck your mouth and then your ass, and last your cunt. I am going to fill each of your holes with my cum and when I'm done, you will belong to me completely." I watch you take several short breaths and let my words echo through your brain. 

My hand runs down your stomach to your pussy, running my middle finger over your clit down between your pussy lips. I chuckle a little in your ear. We haven't even started and you are dripping wet. 

"This isn't going to be gentle." I whisper into your ear, biting the bottom of your ear lobe. 

"This is about one thing and one thing one alone, you are going to learn your place as my slave. You are mine now. There is nothing that you can do about it. I will not stop or slow down or go easy on you. This is a lesson to show you your new reality. You will learn to accept it." With that I push you to your knees in front of me and you drop down easily. I pull my shirt over my head. I tower over you, slowly undoing my buckle. I want you to feel my power. My pants drop to the floor. Then my underwear. I stand in front of you. My cock in front of your face. You are focused on it as I grab a fist full of your hair. I look down at you and simply say "Open." You open your mouth wide. To this point I wasn't entirely sure how much you were going to fight, but with your quick response to my command I see that you already understand. You have accepted the situation and your fate. I know at this point that you are going to be the good little slave slut that you were meant to be. 

With your mouth wide open, I push my cock slowly into your wet little hole. To my surprise you welcome the head of my cock with a swirl of your tongue which makes me grin. I start pushing my cock slowly in and out of your mouth, going deeper little by little. I enjoy slowly thrusting my cock in your mouth. I take my time. Eventually, I want to see how much you can take and push my full length down your throat. You gag and choke as I hold your head tight into me, then let you back. A line of spit escapes your mouth down your chin. I tell you that it's time for a real test and pull you up by your hair and walk you over to the bed. I roll you onto the bed face down and grab some large zip ties out of the night stand. First I zip tie your hands together behind your back and then your ankles. Then I run a zip tie between the two so your heels are up by your ass. I flip you on your back and pull you to the edge. 

With your head hanging over the edge of the bed I ask you if you are ready and you simply nod yes. I tell you to open and again you open wide. This time I don't start as easy as I did the first time and I push all the way in on the first push. You choke and gag as I shove my cock all the way in the back of your throat until my balls are pushed up tight against your nose but you don't pull away. I'm impressed at your commitment to the situation, but that isn't going to get you off easy. Now it's time to really test how much you can handle. I push your knees open and slap your pussy then run my fingers up and down your pussy lips, your cunt is soaking wet.

"Why is your cunt so wet?" my voice commands. 

You mumble something that is unrecognizable. I slap your pussy hard with my bare hand. "Speak clearly" I demand. 

This time your voice is louder and more discernible. "I like it. I want more." You say.

I spank your pussy harder this time. "Is that how you address your Master?"

Your face redding with embarrassment and realization that you are admitting such a thing. Your voice quivers, "I like it and I want more, Master."

"Much better. If you like it, then I will give you more." I say. 

"Open" I command. You do so quickly. I shove my cock into the back of your mouth hard this time. You choke and gag, but I don't care. I shove my two middle fingers in your cunt and I use it as a handle for me to get better leverage to fuck your throat. I pound your throat, making you choke, gag and cough. Your spit is running down your face. Your hole has one purpose and that is my pleasure. 

I thrust my cock into your throat until I've had my enjoyment. I pull my cock out of your mouth and you gasp for air. I push you back onto the bed. Your body is no match for my strength. You are reminded of how helpless you really are. I tell you to open your mouth and stick out your tongue. At this point you have so much spit, it is running down into your eyes. You can hardly see what is happening. You are surprised when I turn around and sit on your face. 

"Lick my ass. Do it right and I might let you breathe again." You dutifully start licking away. Your tongue flicking and swirling at my ass as you moan into me pushing your face up into my ass. 

I pull up from you as you gasp for air. Panting heavily, your chest moving up and down with each breath. I can't help but slap each of your tits hard. You let out a little squeak. I pull you to the edge of the bed again. "Are you ready?" I inquire. You nod your head yes.

"I'm going to cum down your throat this time". I say slowly. I want you to realize what is about to happen. You just nod again. I push my cock between your lips and all the way to the back of your throat. Again you choke and gag but you don't pull away. I push harder, fucking your throat without holding back, my balls slapping against your face as I shove my fingers in your pussy again. I finger fuck your soaking wet cunt with two fingers hard and fast as I fuck your throat. Your body betrays you. You start moaning between gags and gasps, the muscles in your stomach clenching the more rough and intense things get. 

I'm about to cum. I go all out on your throat, using your pussy as a handle and wrapping my other hand around your throat. I pull you into me hard then pull my fingers out and start slapping your cunt hard over and over again. I bottom out in your throat shooting my load deep in your belly. You gag and choke and cough as my cum shoots down your throat. At the same time your entire body clenches, you squeeze your knees together. Your orgasm is intense and takes over your entire body as you spasm in orgasmic ecstasy. 

It's true. You really did want more. You really do like being used like the little slut slave that you are. 

I pull my cock out of your mouth and sit on the bed next to you. You lay there for a moment coughing and gasping, trying to recover through your heavy breathing. 

"Do you remember what I told you about what a good slave does when one of her holes makes a mess?" I ask. 

You are still panting from your intense orgasm. In between breaths you say, "she cleans it up with her mouth Master."

"That's correct." I say. 

I put my fingers that I had in your pussy in front of your face. They are covered with your creamy pussy juices.

"Suck them clean." I command. 

You do so obediently, making sure not to miss anything. I slide you back up further on the bed. "Close your eyes." I say as I place an eye mask on your face. Next I slide a gag in your mouth. Then you feel me putting something in your ears. After a few moments, you hear a crackle as the headphones come to life. I turn the music up to full volume. All of your senses are mine now.

I stand beside the bed and look at you. You are now  zip tied on a bed, you can't see, yell, or hear anything, completely at my mercy, and no one has any idea where you actually are. I marvel at the situation and watch as you have an identical realization. Reality is beginning to set in for both of us. You remember that you consented to all of this and whilst you feel apprehensive, you don't want it to stop now. 

After a few minutes, I pull a headphone out of one ear. "Relax and enjoy the little bit of your down time you have while you can. When I come back I'm going to be taking your ass." I watch as your skin ripples in a mix of excitement and fear. "I meant it when I said I am going to claim every one of your holes tonight. Get ready for what's coming in a little while, or not, it's up to you."

I place the headphone back in your ear and watch your body squirm as you digest this new information

People have all sorts of different preferences when they are looking for partners. This is no different for a Dominant looking for a submissive or vice versa. Personally I have a number of qualities that I'm looking for that range from physical characteristics such as I prefer petite athletic and small framed women, to likes and dislikes, to how willing or open minded someone is to trying new things. One thing that is also very high on the level of appeal chart for me is level of experience, and it's probably not quite exactly what you think.  

For me, there isn't anything much more appealing than finding someone who is completely inexperienced and brand new to kink. Someone who is eager and willing to learn and explore and try new things and see what's out there. There are several reasons why I particularly enjoy this sort of situation. The first being that I love exploring new things with people, training someone, discovering boundaries and limits as well as favorites. These are some of my favorite things that you don't always get the opportunity to do with someone who is well experienced and has been in several dynamics before.  

Another aspect for me personally is that someone who is brand new to all of this hasn't yet learned or been trained to things that aren't in alignment with my preferences. Some people refer to these as bad habits from previous dynamics, but really they are just residual crossover from someone else's dynamic who's preferences didn't match your own. They can be frustrating at times, and often feel like you have to go through a demolition time period before you can start building things up.  

When starting with someone who has very little experience you have the chance to start all of that from scratch without having to worry about what might be there from before. As a Dom you can also fully embrace the role that you should be filling completely. Not just as a dominant but also as a mentor and a coach, helping to mold that person and teach and train and support them. To nurture and protect and care for them as they develop into the amazing and wonderful version of themselves that they are meant to be.  

One of my absolute favorite parts about something like this is quite simple though. When you build something like this with someone, when you explore it from the beginning, try all of the new things, and find what works then you have something very special. You have something with that person that they have never had with anyone else. They are something to you that they have never been to anyone else. They do things for you and you alone they have never done for anyone but you. They see you in a way that they have never seen anyone other than you. That is what you're really trying to achieve, and if you do it right it can be amazing beyond what you think is possible. 

Everyone has their preferences and I fully encourage them to go after them. Even when you do, sometimes you can be completely and pleasantly surprised by something completely different. You never know where your perfect dynamic or situation or relationship might come from. So go after what you want and take a chance, and if something unexpected comes along take a look at that too because you just never know.

Everywhere you look on kink community sites it seems you can't go but a couple inches without tripping over and exhibitionist. Exhibitionists are everywhere and I for one fully support them. To be entirely honest amateur home made girl next door type material is the prime go to when it's time for some self love and relaxation in my opinion. So please, all of you that do what you do, keep on doing it and the rest of us out there will keep on enjoying it.  

Now that being said, as much of a voyeur as I am, when it comes to a partner I'm looking for something a little bit different, something a bit more selective. I'm looking for someone that I refer to as an exclusive exhibitionist.  

So what is an exclusive exhibitionist? To put it simply, its a partner that enjoys being an exhibitionist, likes showing off, taking and sending pictures and videos, but instead of out in the open for everyone, it is exclusive for just their partner. I don't mind the posting of flirty or suggestive pictures, that's all in the spirit of good fun and enjoying yourself. Anything intimate however, with my partner I would want and expect that content to be exclusive and stay between us.  

When people disagree with me on this it's often because they don't see things in the same way that I do. For me, more than anything, this is an aspect of shared and mutual respect. If I wouldn't be willing to share my partner with someone in person then why should I be willing to share their body with anonymous people online? For those that are out there that enjoy those kinds of things, more power to you, it's just not for me.  

The exclusive exhibitionist has proven difficult to find for me through my years of searching. Of course I've had the occasional flings and short lived dynamics and even a couple longer ones, but none that have lasted. Who knows, maybe my expectations are unrealistic in today's world. If that's the case, I guess I'm now an old timer stuck in the past, but I hope that's not the case. Here is to hoping that everyone can find their exclusive exhibitionist if that's what they are looking for.

Oh and if mine is out there somewhere, you've got my full permission to come forward and send me a message, I think I've waited long enough to find you.

Many of us, specifically men, who have more dominant personalities have been told for much of our lives to tone things back, to control ourselves, or to quench the fire. Even more so if you are a man of large stature, then you have to be even more careful, because just being you is scary and intimidating. Main stream society tells us that the things we do or the things we want are wrong or bad and that for us to be right or good we have to heed. 

For many men these things prove difficult to navigate throughout life. We are told what women want and how to be "good men" from a perspective that is not our own. That women want a man that is strong and assertive, but not too strong because then that is scary or you're just an asshole. Women want a man that puts his family first and does whatever is needed to make sure that they are taken care of, but not too much because then you are gone too much and don't do enough at home. A man must be open and communicate, but if he does it too much then he is causing unnecessary problems or he is weak. A hundred different ways you could make the same examples, but the issues that many of us experience are much deeper rooted. 

From a young age we are taught to suppress our issues and our problems, not how to resolve them. We are told that we have to change to make other people more comfortable, but never offered to have someone else make equal effort for change. We are told that you have to respect someone's boundaries because if you don't you are a monster, but expected to just shrug it off if someone doesn't respect our own. We have to accept other people for who they are, but are not accepted for who we are. You must be openminded and understand, but receive no such courtesy in return. A man must accept and understand a woman's hormones and that when her body is experiencing changes some things arent their fault, but we must ignore our own hormones and needs and urges because those are just toxic masculinity. A man must allow others to go after the things they want, but if he goes after what he wants he is being too forward or aggressive. 

A fire burns within all of us. Some burn brighter and hotter than others, but everyone has one. How is a man supposed to manage such a thing if he is never taught to and his whole life is just told to quench the flames? Shouldn't instead we be teaching the new generation how to understand the flames within them? How to manage and work with the flames? A fire is just a fire, and if left unattended can destroy everything around it and in doing so destroy itself. But if you are taught how to tend the fire, to build it, manage it, and mold it, then you can do amazing things with it. When someone understands how the fire works, and how to use it, then the fire can temper steel. When you dont, all you are left with are broken pieces and no understanding as to why. 

The fire that burns within us all will always be there. One of the things I like about this community compared to the main stream is that the fire within all of us, no matter how it burns, is more accepted. People have taken the time and put forth the effort to master the fire instead of the fire taking them, and many of those people are happy to share what they have learned along the way. 

No one is perfect, we all have our flaws, the best that we can do is continually try to improve upon ourselves to hopefully someday become the best version of us. Embrace your fire and learn to master it, then use it to become the best version of you that you can be.

I hear my phone buzz and see the text notification. Grabbing my phone I open it up to see who messaged me.

"What are you up to tonight?" She messaged

"Nothing much, just hanging out and playing some Xbox with the boys." I replied

Before I can even put my phone back down it buzzes again with her response "Wanna hang out?"

I think for a moment with a small smile and I reply "Actually just hanging out this time? Or you have something else in mind?"

"Well I am in a bit of a mood tonight, and figured that you wouldn't mind if we had some fun." She says

"I'm down for whatever, when do you want to come over?" I reply

"I'll be there in 10."

So I wrap up what I'm doing and tell the guys that I'll be back later on I've got some stuff to take care of. This is followed with the "yeah sure" and "don't hurt yourself having too much fun" comments from my buddies.

Just after I get off the Xbox she knocks on the door and I go to open it. A sight that I could never get tired of, in my opinion she is way out of my league, but for some reason she seems to like me. She comes in and wraps her arms around me, coming up on her tip toes to give me a kiss. I wrap my arms around her pulling her into me as I bend down to meet her lips. She is so tiny compared to me, only 5'3" and around 115lbs, it's a sharp contrast to my 6'3 and 285.

After a few moments we pull away from the kiss, an mmmmm escapes her lips for a moment before she says "You kiss like no man I've ever been with, I wish I could kiss you forever."

I chuckle slightly and say "Thanks, I'm glad you enjoy it as much as I do. So tell me, what kind of mood are we in tonight?"

She turns a little bashful and says shyly "The kind of mood that I think you might really enjoy."

I laugh "Oh really? And what kind of mood is that exactly?"

She bites her lower lip for a moment, I assume to build up the courage to ask for what she really wants. I kiss her on the forehead in her moment of hesitation and turn to walk back towards the bedroom with her hand in mine.

She says as we walk "I know you have always held back when we have been together before. Don't get me wrong when we have sex it's like no other sex I've ever had and you have opened my eyes to so many more things than I would have even considered before."

"Okay?" I say

She continues "I've been thinking about something for a while and I want to do it, but I've been hesitant to give it a go. I trust you and I have always felt safe with you so I think I'm ready to actually do it, or at least try to."

"Alright, well you know that you can tell me anything and I'm happy to work into something new with you."

"I don't want to work into it." She interrupts. "I want you to go all out, to not hold back. I don't want to fuck. I want you to use my throat, no holding back. I don't care if I gag, or struggle, or throw up even. I want you to use my mouth however you want, as hard as you want, to do whatever you want."

I stand there a moment slightly shocked. We had gotten decently rough before but never something like what she was asking for. Everything new that she had done with me we worked up to. We took a couple weeks training her with plugs before she was ready to try anal the first time. But this time she just wants me to go all in.

"To do whatever I want?" I ask

"Mmmhmmm" She mumbles sure nodding her head.

"No," I say, "if this is what you want then you actually need to say it."

"Yes, I want you to use my throat Sir." She said

"And you understand what all that might entail?" I ask

"Yes Sir, I know what you are into and I understand what I'm submitting to. I know I haven't exactly been open to some of those things before but the more that I think about it the more that I want you to make me do them. Please use my throat for your pleasure Sir." She says as she lowers herself down to her knees in front of me.

She has definitely lit a fire within me. She has given me head several times before and always been very good at it, but shied away from it when it would make her gag even though she knew how much I enjoyed it.

I take a step over to her and grab a fist full of her hair and tilt her face up to me, bending down I kiss her hard and passionately. I lock eyes with her and say "If this is what you really want then you better get naked so we can go to the shower."

"Yes Sir" she replies as she stands and drops her dress from her shoulders. Her body is perfect in my eyes even though she doesn't think so herself.

She kneels back down pushing her chest out and her ass back just enough that I catch a small glimpse of the blue jeweled plug that she is wearing. I love it when she wears her plug like a good girl.

I decide to start off a little more gently and tell her to lean back against the bed while in her knees. I straddle her body as she kneels and tell her to "open." She obeys immediately and then sucks my balls into her mouth. Her amazing tongue circling them as she gently sucks and I rub my cock on her face. After a few minutes of this wonderful tongue massage it's time to cross something off the list that she hasn't don't before.

"Anything I want?" I ask as I pull my balls from her mouth.

"Yes Sir, anything for you." She replies

"Open wide and tongue out." Again she obeys immediately.

I turn around and prepare to squat down on her face to use her tongue to pleasure my ass. To my surprise she didn't hesitate or shy away from it, but actually pushed her face up into before I had squat all the way down. She was eager to please, her tongue going wild licking and probing and then even gently suckling on my ass. I grab one of her hands and place it on my cock and she starts stroking me as she pushes her face even deeper into me. I reach behind me grabbing a fist full of her hair and pulling her into my ass. I note to myself that someday I'm going to have to have her do this until she makes me cum.

After a few more minutes I pull away from her and turn around. She has a look on her face that I haven't seen with her before, an almost primal look.

I tell her "Now it's time to go to the shower. Get on all fours." She does so obediently.

Behind her I can see the wonderful sight of that blue jeweled plug firmly planted in her amazing ass. I decide that I need to check on that, but first to see how wet she is. From behind I run two fingers from her clit up towards her ass. She is far more than just wet, she is literally dripping down her thighs. I grab the plug by the base and gently pull. I'm happily surprised with how easily it comes out, she must have been wearing it regularly like a good girl. I move over in front of her and I don't have to say anything, she already opens her mouth knowing what I want.

First I use her tongue to clean her pussy juices from my fingers which she sucks hungrily. Then I present the plug which she moves to take into her mouth tasting her wonderful ass. Satisfied I tell her "Go to the shower." She crawls on all fours into the bathroom and I can't help but think how amazing she is and how sexy she looks.

The shower I have isn't typical, it's not the normal bathtub shower or even a typical stand up shower. It's large enough to more than comfortably accommodate two people at once and has the luxury of having two separate shower heads, one at each end. It's the perfect solution for the typical shower sexual relations issues.

She gets to the shower as I walk behind her and gets in. She kneels with her back to the wall facing me, anticipating what I want. I grab the base of the plug in her mouth and pull gently. She is sucking on it slightly as I pull it out making a pop noise and I can't help but smile.

"Put your plug back where it belongs." I tell her. She takes it from my hand and displays a look of pure ecstasy as she puts it back in.

I ask her "Are you ready and are you sure this is what you want?"

"Yes Sir, I'm ready, please don't hold back." She says in reply.

I growl "Good girl." As I grab a fist full of her hair. She opens her mouth wide immediately in anticipation. I push the head of my cock into her mouth and then slowly towards the back of her throat as she uses her tongue to massage me. I hold still for a moment letting her enjoy herself as she moves her head back and forth, playing with her tongue, and changing the pressure of suction. She truly is amazing at this and I could stay like this all night, but that's not what she came for.

After a couple more moments I tighten my grip on her hair and tell her "Open wide." She responds obediently as I push the head of my cock to the back of her throat and then more, pushing myself deeper. She gags as I push and I pull out just enough to give her a slight reprieve. As I look down at her she simply nods a little urging me to continue.

She knows what to do if things are too much and she needs to stop. I make a mental not to watch for the signal of her crossing her fingers as we continue. We established a safe word and hand signal when we first started playing together and to this point she had never used them. This time was going to be different than our fun in the past though, and as much as I was looking forward to going all out, it is much more important that she is ok and safe.

I push my cock into the back of her throat again, this time with more force than the last. She takes it better than I expected and even though she does gag a bit, she doesn't pull away. I quicken my pace and increase the force with each thrust. Being mindful to watch just in case.

Before I know it I'm pounding her throat like it was a second pussy and she was begging me to go harder and harder. My fist tight in her hair and her pushed up against the shower wall I use her throat just like she asked me to. I develop a steady but ruthless pace thrusting my cock all the way down until my balls are firmly pressed against her chin. Occasionally I hold my self there, as deep as I can go, holding her in place as I feel her throat constrict around my cock. I do this a few times between fucking her mouth and on the fourth time I notice her body shaking and her stomach tensing as her legs involuntarily pushed her knees closer together.

I pull my cock out of her mouth and look at her for a moment while she gasps for breath and ask "Did you just cum from being throat fucked?"

She nods and through her heavy breathing says "Yes Sir, will you please make me do it again?"

To this point she hadn't been touching herself at all, she was being such a good girl and only doing exactly what she was told. I looked at her with a smile on my face "Until I finish you are going to continually spank your pussy, I want to see just how hard we can make you cum."

She opened her mouth wide and started slapping her pussy with her legs spread wide as I pushed my cock back into her mouth. At this point I wasn't holding back at all, and I fucked her throat mercilessly as she continuously spanked her pussy. The more rough I got with her, the harder she seems to be landing the strikes.

It didn't take long for the next orgasm to come over her, her body shaking as she tried her best to keep up with the throat fucking she was receiving. And then a few moments after that another, and another. It didn't take long until I could feel it approaching.

"I'm going to cum." I growled as I pushed my cock deep into her throat. Her spanks got louder as I took my last few strokes and shoved my cock all the way in as I pumped my cum down her throat. Simultaneously I could feel her body shaking and convulsing as she came, cumming so hard that it actually made her squirt.

After I finished completely I pulled back, my cock slipping from her mouth. Us both breathing heavily as I sat on the corner bench in the shower. She moved to a seated position and leaned up against my leg, resting her head on my thigh. We sat there for a moment, both trying to recover, as I ran my fingers through her hair.

"Thank you Sir for giving me what I asked for. I never imagined that it would have been so intense and so amazing at the same time. It's almost like I was made for something like that." She said after sitting for a while

"Maybe, I don't know. All I can really say is you were a very good girl and you have made me really proud and happy." I replied.

We sat there for a while longer, just enjoying the moment and letting our breathing return to normal. After a few minutes I turned on the shower heads. We stood there in the shower together, enjoying the hot water and then I bathed her body and washed her hair. I have almost always enjoyed taking care of her afterwards as much as everything else and I know she enjoys it too.

After we are finished washing we both dry off. She steals one of my t-shirts from the dresser which looks like a dress on her, but I don't care. After getting a drink and eating a couple snacks we head back to the bedroom where we lay in the bed together. I turn on the TV and she lays her head on my chest as we watch a couple shows. I pet her hair and run my fingers down her neck and over her shoulders and back. I think this is one of her favorite parts of everything and I love giving her this kind of attention.

During the second show on the TV she asks "Have you ever thought of being more than just people that play with each other? Like actually having a relationship and a real dynamic?"

I'm taken aback for a moment. In the time that I've known her shr had always made it very clear that those sorts of things weren't something she was interested in.

I say "I thought that kind of thing wasn't something that you wanted. You were pretty clear about that in the beginning. But, I would be lying if I said I hadn't thought about it a time or two. You're like no other woman I've ever met."

"It's funny how things can change when someone finds something they didn't even know they were looking for, isn't it?" She said as she shifted to look up at me and reached up for a kiss.

"I guess it is, and if that's what you want, then there is no way that I would turn you down." I said as I kissed her again.

And that's how the night ended, her head laying on my chest, the TV on in the background, and me running my fingers through her hair until she fell asleep. What an amazing night.

Sometimes when a guy jerks off its all about the business. Get in, get to work, and get it done. Like regularly scheduled maintenance that just needs to be performed as efficiently as possible.

Other times a guy likes to draw it out a bit and enjoy the experience. Watch some videos, maybe read some content, whatever stimulates the senses and proves enjoyable for the length of the activity.

Now when you have a sub or slave, depending on limits and preferences, you could be afforded with a slightly different opportunity. Using said sub or slave as a fleshlight to jerk off with.

Now I'm not talking about fucking or using her for your pleasure, I'm talking about something else.

I'm talking about you grabbing a fist full of her hair, pulling her into your gaze until she locks eyes with you, and then explaining to her that she is in essence just a living breathing fleshlight until you are finished with her. That she will not move, that she will not react, that her pleasure during this activity doesn't matter, she will simply exist and obey. Three holes to be held stationary in order to jerk off.

To start you pull her over to the breakfast bar and pin her underneath on her knees and push your cock in her mouth. With your phone on the bar you start watching porn as you push your cock in and out of her mouth at whatever pace you enjoy. Then after a while, switching it up and having her bent over the arm of the couch, still emphasizing that she is not to move or react in any way, that her purpose is just to be a wet hole used to jerk off. Laying your phone on her back to watch another porn video as you pump in and out, slowly. Excruciatingly slow at times because it's all about you and what she wants right now doesn't matter. Only using her wet little holes to jerk off.

Unfortunately at this point she has begun to make some unnecessary noise that's distracting you from what your are doing. So what is a guy to do. Well the obvious answer in this situation is to gag her. You gag her which she takes obediently, and flip her over, push her legs up so you have the best angle, then make her hold your phone and watch you as you push your cock into her tight her ass hole to jerk off. Make her hold the phone for you to watch porn, and make her watch you as you as you use her.

She continues to struggle to stay still and still is making noise through the gag distracting you from your activity. So instead of continuing with such distractions you simply put her back on her knees, remove the gag, and use her mouth again. This time having her hold the phone above her head so you can continue watching the porn you like as you use the fleshlight mouth.

This ultimately proves convenient because you have automatic cum clean up when you finish. So when the feeling gets right you speed up, going deeper, and do your best to ignore the gasping and gagging that may go along with it. Grabbing a fist full of hair in each hand as you take long deep hard strokes eventually holding her fleshlight mouth tight against your body as you fill her throat with hot spurts of cum. She clearly struggled to swallow all of the cum but somehow managed to your surprise, impressing you with her dedication. Then you take a couple extra strokes just to ensure your cock is nice and clean.

You grab your phone, bend down and look her in the eyes. Her face is red, spit dripping from her chin, tears running down her cheeks, and she is panting heavily. You say simply "You were a good toy, now clean up the mess and go back to your tasks". As you walk away leaving her panting, still on her knees, you know that her cunt is on fire. So wet that she wants to touch it more than anything right now because she loves being used as an object, just a thing for your pleasure. She struggles to regain her composure for a few moments, trying her best not to think about her pussy throbbing and the juices running down the inside of her thigh. The humiliation of being so dehumanized, being used as a toy, even being forced to hold the phone as you watched other women in porn, and watching you as you did it, has made it nearly impossible to think about anything other than being used.

You sit back and relax, enjoying the post orgasm bliss thinking about what a great experience that just was. How well she performed for you. How proud you are of her and how far she has come since you first started your relationship and dynamic. She wouldn't have been able to handle something like this a few months ago, but now she not only handled it, but she clearly enjoyed it. You think to yourself that you could never ask for anything more. 

After a moment she composes herself and gets up to go back to her tasks. To this point you have ignored her delay as you relaxed and she found her bearings back to reality. As she walks by you simply say "good girl" seeing out of the corner of your eye the smile it brings to her face as she says "Thank you Sir.", and think to yourself how much fun this evening is going to be after everything is done for the day.

Maybe this is a common story, maybe it isn't but I think that it's interesting. A while ago I had a conversation with an older person. A person that had lived a long and relatively happy and fulfilling life. When I asked that person if they had any regrets in life or if they would change anything they told me a little story.

I was told the most difficult things in life are putting yourself out there. Before you do, most people lurk in the background waiting for "the right moment". Some people never find that right moment and live the entirety of their lives wishing that they had taken the risk. This person told me how they had aspirations for something bigger when they were young and they were told, and they thought, that the right course of action was to bide their time and wait for the right opportunity.

After a while it seemed that opportunity would never come. They felt unseen and in the background. Lurking in the shadows behind everything and everyone else standing firmly in the spotlight. They lost hope in ever getting their chance at what they wanted. Even though they had great ideas and the ability to carry them out they resolved themselves to live in the shadows just out of sight and continue doing what they had always done.

This is where this person was, firmly rooted when another even happened that changed their perspective. Something that gave them a different point of view. You see, most people are afraid to put themselves out there, to take a risk, start a conversation, or make a proposal. Most people hold themselves back from the potential of something great because they are scared. They are scared of rejection or ridicule, at least that's what they tell themselves. What they are really afraid of though, is that they aren't good enough themselves.

The truth is that their fear is completely baseless. It has no foundation other than what they have built themselves. Others may have contributed to it, but only because the person let them. Once you decide that you are good enough, and understand that good enough does not mean perfect, then you can do and have and experience great things. For this person that realization happened from a colleague retiring and telling him how he regretted never taking the chance to step forward and stand out. 

After that his life perspective changed. It was a powerful shift. He decided that he was no longer going to wait for the right time, because if you do nothing but wait it will never come. If you do nothing but wait, you have no idea what you could be missing.  The first change he took a chance on was professional. He stepped forward, introduced himself to people in his company that were much higher on the ladder, and made suggestions on improving how they did business. He didn't go forward with just problems, he did what most people don't and offered solutions. Soon after he was promoted, and started implementing changes with resounding success. Eventually he worked all they way up to being the COO of the company. According to him if he had never had the change in mindset, he likely would have still been working at the lowest levels, but he took a chance. 

The next change that he made was in his personal and romantic life. He felt that he had been lurking in the background for far too long, observing from a far and afraid to approach the women that he was interested in. One day he decided to change that and he approached a woman that he had liked for a long time. The chance he took this time didn't work out, she turned him down, but it taught him an important lesson. His fear of the rejection was far worse than the rejection itself, and now he could move on and move forward. 

Self admittedly he was not a ladies man at that time by any means, but he realized that you will never know unless you take a chance and ask. Doing just that, taking the chance, and walking up to a woman and introducing himself and asking the question is what lead him to his wife of over 50 years. As he put it "she was way out of my league and still is", but he took the chance asking the girl at the diner if she would like to go out, and she took a chance in saying yes. A woman that he never would have even considered approaching before ended up his wife because he took a chance and asked a question and didn't let the fear of failure hold him back. 

The reason that I say all of this is because I have talked to people in the past. These people have confessed that they have lurked in the background, observed from a distance and were afraid to take a chance. They were afraid to take a risk and ask the question. They were afraid that they would fail. The truth is that you might, but it's not going to be as bad as you thought if you do. If you don't take the risk how will you ever know. Don't punish yourself to always lurking in the shadows when you just might find what you have always been looking for. 

So to end this off, I give you full permission to step out of the shadows. To step forward, to take a risk, to send a message. It is ok and you can do it. Your fear is worse than actually doing it I promise you. I've been there before, I know what it's like, and I give you permission to get out from under that rock. Be bold, take a risk, learn from the experience, and if it doesn't work out try it again and again and again if need be because someday it will work out. 

The things that are really worth it require you to take a risk, to take a chance, and ask the question.

Training means something slightly different to every person. The overall objective is to change, modify, or adjust behaviors, attitude, abilities, and desires of the submissive to match that of the dominant. When done in good faith and conscience that means making those changes and adjustments not only with consent of the submissive but also in respect to limits and limitations. Many people have different methods to training and how it is most effective or best accomplished. Here is my opinion and what I intend to do once I find the sub with which to explore that journey with.

I think that training, for the most part should be gentle and takes time. Other disagree and think that rough fast training is more effective. In my experience, especially when working with someone that is very new, that can be extremely overwhelming. I think that training should be well thought out, methodical, and subtle, especially at first. Instead of diving into punishments and harsh corrections, gentle reminders and calm but authoritative explanation can be much more effective.

I also like to explore other mediums with witch to train a submissive. I very much enjoy exploring erotic hypnosis and showing someone new what kind of things you can do with it. How with very little time you can accomplish much in training a new sub. The key to this sort of exploration is not only consent, but informed consent and full understanding of the process. Someone willing to participate. This is not the sort of thing you can be rough and forceful with. It takes a gentle touch, especially when the goal is long term.

Like many I do enjoy the rougher aspects of sexuality, rough sex can be intoxicating under the correct circumstances. That being said, it's not something to rush into head first with someone who has no experience of it. If you work into it slowly, what feels like excruciatingly slow to some, you might be surprised what you can accomplish. Some people use fear and force and think that it can be a powerful motivator, but in my opinion it is ineffective and temporary and doesnt build anything constructive within a dynamic. I've always found that most will push themselves much further for you if they feel safe and know that they can trust their partner.

When I say excruciatingly slow I don't mean in the course of one session. I don't mean over a week or even a couple weeks. When something is worth it you will be willing to put for the time and the effort to take things as slow as necessary. Sometimes this means months or even longer. I'll use anal training as an example. For someone who has never experienced any kind of anal play it can be overwhelming and painful if someone rushes things. If someone goes from no experience at all to full on anal sex in one session it may push them to never wanting to do it again. If you take your time however, start with toys and plugs and gently and slowly build up endurance and size then when the actual anal sex happens it can be an amazing experience on both ends. Like I already said, weeks or months, not necessarily hours or days.

When you work together on accomplishing something like that and you ensure that the submissive partner feels safe and cared for then will often times push themselves further than you imagined they could. This is the sort of thing that I'm looking for. This is the kind of dynamic I want to find with a submissive woman, because when you build things up the right way, they last much longer and they mean much more.

So where are you young lady? I know you're out there somewhere. I just have yet to find you. When I do, I very much look forward to the training.