Travels and trials in my journey

  He reached back grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her off of his cock, strings of saliva falling from her chin much like the tears falling from her eyes. She gasped in surprise and looked up at him to see his eyes burning with lust.

   ‘You are and incredible little cocksucker, little one. On the bed.’

     She sprung up moved past him on the bed and laid just as he had showed her. Arms and legs wide apart and face up. He deftly moved to each limb and tightly secured it with the ropes already fastened to the frames. She was held quite immobile and could feel the cool air on her pussy, wide open and exposed.

    He rummaged through the bedside table and came up with her favorite dildo and a pair of butterfly clamps. She moaned and rolled her hips at the appearance of her toys and then drew a quick breath as he plunged it into her pussy to the hilt. She let out a long moan and turned her head towards him. He gently placed a clamp on each nipple and tugged the chain connecting them eliciting another long moan from her.

   ‘You’ve been waiting a while for this, haven’t you?’ His eyes looked into hers with a mix of lust and love.

    ‘Yes, Sir’ she whispered.

    With a fluid motion, he swung a leg over her head and positioned his cock over her face. He grabbed the chain attached to the clamps with one hand and the dildo with the other and began furiously pumping her pussy.

  ‘Suck’ her simply said as he let go of the chain longe enough to put his cock back in her mouth. He grabbed the chain again and started pulling it in time with the thrusting of his hips and the dildo pumping her pussy.

   She felt his cock pounding into her throat making her gag and choke with each thrust. She pulled with all her might against the ropes and her body fought them as each thrust brought more and more pleasure to her. She could hear her own moaning interrupted by each push of his cock in her throat and felt herself starting to lose control. She had eagerly waited for this indeed.

     Her nipples burned and her pussy clenched harder at each stroke. She could hear his breathing becoming ragged and knew he was close. She pushed her you tongue out just a tiny bit to make more room for his cock just as the waves started to hit her. Her hips jumped as she lost control and came violently at the same instant he buried his cock in her throat and it began pumping sweet cum.

          Several minutes later, she snuggled beside him, their sweat mingling between them and rubbed her wrists where the ropes had chafed her skin slightly. Their breathing had settled and he kissed the top of her head while his fingers traced idly up and down her back. She was cuddled against his chest, leg laying over his and her head on his shoulder. 
    ‘Thank you, Sir’

’Youre welcome, baby.’

  ‘Yes, Sir.’ She blushed and looked down as he required when she spoke to him. She remembered that he said looking at him while speaking was defiant and that she would be punished for it. She wanted to look and see what might happen, but she was afraid to.

  ‘Go now, little one.’ He motioned as he sat heavily and started to remove his boots. She loved taking her sweet time and gently massaging his feet after a lot day, but it would wait until he got out of the shower. 
   She knew her place was at the foot of his bed, kneeling in nadu while waiting for him. It felt like forever for her until she heard the water shut off and she heard his footsteps coming toward her. She hoped she knew what was coming up and began to feel instant heat in her belly thinking about it as he sat on the edge of the bed.

   ‘Come.’ He said softly. She obeyed instantly and slid over to his left leg and rested her head in his knee. He smelled of fresh washed skin and his scent that she knew so well. He laid his hand gently on her head and stroked her hair. She knew he was looking down at her and smiling.

  He shifted slightly and opened his legs wider. She smiled inwardly, hoping. 

   ‘Sic’ he said firmly. She scooted around his left leg and centered between his legs. She saw that his cock had already hardened considerably during the short one she knelt beside him. His cock twitched slowly with his pulse, every one making it more and more straight and impressive looking. She licked her lips (she knew secretly he liked that) and gently kissed the head and felt it swell slightly as he moaned and shifted his hips upward.

    She gently liked up and down around his cock to make easier in her mouth. Harder and harder she sucked, cheeks hollowing with her efforts and making a delicious popping sound when his cock came out of her mouth. She worked his cock steadily and noticed the first little bit of precum when he was fully erect. His hands went to either side of her head and he began whispering to her.

   ‘Mmmm. Fuck that’s good, baby girl.’ He sighed. She was definitely having the desired effect of him as his speed increased and he began pumping her face harder, his cock lodged deep in her throat.

  She was stiff and sore from the previous nights session as she knelt by the chair. She could still feel the ropes that had pulled her wrists so tightly together behind her back and as much as she hated to admit it, the  light bruises on her tits were a delicious reminder of how much she enjoyed the way he had tied them so tightly. She knew he liked her like that. Tied and vulnerable. Damned if she didn’t like it, too.

     She was snapped out of her reverie by the approaching sound of his car crunching the gravel in the driveway. She knew what to expect but was still caught slightly off guard when the door swung open and he stepped in, still smelling of sweat and dirt.

   Her mind briefly replayed the events of last night behind her eyes. There was a flash of the ropes, his voice growling in her ear ‘you’re mine, fucking whore’ and the sting of the clamps on her nipples, which were beginning to harden again with the thought of his teeth gently nibbling them.

   ‘Hello, baby girl.’ He said smoothly. ‘Are you ready to go again?’

Good morning, fellow kinksters,

     I hope this finds you all well and happy. I’ve spent the last few days reminiscing with old friends and making new ones. I find myself moving back and forth between who I was then and who I am striving to become.

     The two are very different men. One well versed in violence and the application of force and the other very calm and methodical. I think possibly each of us has the same struggle. I don’t know.

     Does each of us carry that inner war, or are there some that have made the two into one person? Time, as always, will tell. As for me, I cannot erase my past. It must simply become a part of who I am now.

    None of us should give up trying to find what and who we want. I won’t. Will you?

Good morning, fellow kinksters,

     A dreary, rainy morning this morning after such a lovely day yesterday. I actually got to sit out in the sun and just relax for about 10 minutes yesterday. It was glorious! Lying on my back and just feeling the warmth was amazing.

   I think I have been amiss by not saying just how happy I am to be fully back on the site. I’ve missed the people and, of course, the blogs! Being reminded of how different we all are has been a breath of fresh air!

    I’ve missed being among you and realizing that I’m not really that damaged because of the way I think. The vanilla of the world just won’t understand us. But that’s ok. We understand each other.

    Have a great day, everyone. 

Max

Good morning, fellow kinksters,

   This morning I find myself back to being my calm self again. Coffee in my favorite chair and watching the sunrise. Part of me relishes the chaos that will ensue soon enough. The yin to this mornings yang.

    Finding that happy medium is the tough part for us all, I’m sure. There are so many things that we must navigate throughout the day, each one taking a separate skill set and attitude to accomplish consistently and correctly. 
    Much like the lifestyle that we all here have chosen, each day presents us with new challenges and small victories. My hope today is that we all have at least one little victory.

Max

Good morning, fellow kinksters,

    I hope some of you got to read the blog yesterday. I was full of hope and optimism about going to work yesterday. Just to be upfront, I really do not like working Sundays in general. But, I digress….

    My good buoyant mood lasted about 45 minutes. My boss, who was not working, came in and started being a complete prick. Day spoiled. I nevertheless managed to salvage a largely decent day out of my roiling anger and disappointment. If any of you are in management positions in retail…just let your people work. Let them do the job you hired them to do. They don’t have to be under your thumb every minute of every day.

    Go home. Read a book. Fornicate. Do something else.
  Rant concluded. Have a beautiful day everyone.

Max

Good morning fellow kinksters!

     A bright and beautiful sunny morning here. Even though I have to work today, I’m going to approach it with an upbeat attitude. I get to go to band practice after work and enjoy that. Hopefully meet a few nice people today at work (most times the folks that come in on Sundays are curmudgeons) and brighten their day a little bit.

    I’m reminded of a meme that really spoke to me…a group of Soldiers standing with their weapons and ready to do work. The caption was ‘never forget who the fuck you are’

   I’m retired and far from the cock diesel killing machine I was.  It he is still in there and a warriors heart still beats there. 

Max

Hello fellow kinksters,

      After a crazy few weeks I’m ready to rejoin society. Lots of drama, lots of lost sleep and too few hours tending myself. 
   I hope you have all been well and look forward to talking with you all again!

Max

Good evening, fellow kinksters!

     Finally a day off and not one that was marred with the drudgery of work. I actually got to sit and chat with a good friend and catch up on a show I have been missing. I calmly and causally enjoyed my morning coffee for the first time in recent memory. 
   Days like this don’t come very easily or very often so I enjoyed it and basked in the mental sunlight of a good mood and happy thoughts for quite a while.

    And, of course, my mind went back to other not-so-happy days and dark moments. But even in them, I saw a brightening of what I saw as a very gloomy time. Yes, my father and my brother are still dead, but I remembered the good times we had sitting around the dining table with glasses of Gentlman Jack telling our stories. They were good times and brought a smile to my heart. 
    Thus, both sides of the coin today….new and old, happy and sad. I’ll take both sides any day of the week. A song lyric, as cheesy as it may sound, describes it perfectly….sometimes darkness can show you the light.

  Have a wonderful day, all of you!

Max