What I Needed

Recently, I asked Sir to spank me until I cried. I'm still not completely sure why I wanted him to do that. And don't get me wrong, he's caused me plenty of pain in the past...I mean, he's left bruises that lasted for a week or more. But I also know that I'm very important to him and he'd do pretty much anything for me. Because of that, he sometimes has a hard time with causing me pain, at least what he considers to be too much pain. So I think I felt like I wasn't being totally dominated because I knew he would stop if I squealed too loudly.

The first time he attempted this, it only sorta worked. He spanked me...HARD...for a long time. But every time I would get close to breaking down, he would slow down or pause. And I wanted to make sure he would really push my limits, so I was actually trying very hard not to cry. After a while..I don't know if he was afraid of really hurting me or if he was just really turned on...he just rolled me over and fucked me. And after he let me cum, I did cry. I'm not entirely sure what that was about either, other than just the release of that tension allowed me to finally break down.

So a couple weeks later, he decided to try again. The first time we did this, he told me before hand what he was planning. This time, he just did it. And there was no elaborate bondage, he just laid me down on the bed on my stomach, laid beside me with his hand wrapped up in my hair, and held my legs down with his leg. He likes to watch my expressions, so he had a death grip on my hair, forcing me to look at him as he spanked me. This time...it was amazing. He just used his hand, no toys, nothing special. He just spanked me...starting fairly slow, building, getting harder and faster, hitting primarily the same spot over and over again. And even when I started to cry, he kept going for a while. Just to be sure I understood that he could do that to me.

Afterward, he held me while I cried for a bit. It didn't last long, once he'd stopped spanking me. And then he started kissing me and eventually fucking me. I know that it was great sex afterward, it always is, and I do remember that I came very hard. But honestly, I don't remember the sex nearly as vividly as the spanking. It was what I needed and he gave that to me. He always finds a way to give me what I need, even when it's difficult for him. And that's just one of the reasons I love him.

Nostrils? Really?

A while back, Sir and I were playing. He had my wrists bound together, and I was lying across the foot of the bed with the rope binding my wrists tied to one of the feet of the bed. He was standing at the foot of the bed, generally enjoying torturing me (you know, pinching, tickling, biting and, his favorite, bringing me to the brink of orgasm and then denying me). After a while, he let me cum...hard...and then grabbed me by the hair and shoved his dick down my throat. Now all of this is pretty standard fare for us, we both enjoy it, until he reached his climax. He pulled out of my mouth and came all over my face. Again, nothing unusual there, except that my head was sort of on a downhill slope, so when he came on my face, his semen rolled down and sort of blocked my nostrils. I must've gotten a slightly panicked look on my face (even though I could've just opened my mouth...but I was apparently in idiot mode that day) because he sort of laughed and wiped it away from my nose so I could breathe. Then we laid there on the bed giggling about it. He thought it was hilarious, so he created a new fetish on fetlife called "cumming in her nostrils" and made us both join. I thought that was the end of it, but then we had another member join. At that point I'm thinking...really? The idea of doing that...on purpose!...really turns someone on? But hey, I may be new to the BDSM world, but one thing I have figured out is that no matter what freaky thing you can dream up, there's always someone out there who will be into it. So, live and let live. I'm sure half the crap that turns me on would give my mom a stroke, so who am I to talk.