Sex And Pain And Lubrication

Kaya met her Master at the airport. On the way home he was struggling to prioritize. Did he want food, sex, or sleep first? You get one guess:

I pulled the skillet out of the cupboard and bumped into him when I turned around. He snatched me by the hair and threw me face down over the table. I grunted — and grinned — on impact.

“I guess it’s sex fir-”

“Shut the fuck up.”

He threw my skirt up over my back, yanked my thong to the side and spit on his cock. I just had time to think but you didn’t even see my cute bra and panty set and then he was thrusting, ramming, forcing up into me. Pain blossomed as my dry cunt struggled to rearrange itself around him. I pressed forward as hard as I could, thighs against the table edge, and lifted up on my tip toes, seeking a measure of relief from the relentless stabbing. He waited until I couldn’t move any further away and then followed, grabbing my hair, pulling my head back, slamming me against the table.

Each thrust was met with a whimpered “ow”, involuntary mostly. He loves this kind of sex, the painful-for-me kind. Loves watching me obey and spread my legs and offer my holes while my body clenches and my face tightens against the pain. “It isn’t hurting me” he says, pleasure smeared across his face. He laughed somewhere behind me. And then “You fucking whore” before his other hand smacked loudly against my ass, and then punching, 2, 3 times, deep bone-thudding punches that sent instant cramps into my ass muscles.

Funny thing about masochism — I like it when it hurts. I like it when he takes me, ripping into my dry cunt or slamming into my ass, grinding the pain into my fuck holes, no escape, no choice but to just hurt and suffer for his pleasure. It turns me on, it makes me wet…

It makes me wet.

Too soon, too wet. It stops hurting. Entirely too soon I’m wet and slippery and he’s sliding in and out with ease. The pain eases and my ‘ows’ turn to ‘ohs’. My body relaxes and I begin to lean back into it. My hands unclench, my ass lifts.

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Cock Under Lock

More than ten years ago, there used to be a blog called “Cock Under Lock” that explored one man’s submissive relationship with his wife. That’s a long time ago and the blog’s been deleted, but as I remember it, she mostly kept him in male chastity devices because she didn’t like him wanking off to porn, except when she allowed it on her terms.

I was reminded of this today when I saw in the Stockroom catalog a male chastity device that didn’t look all plastic and rinky-dink. I’m not submissive, but I figure if a dude’s gotta be locked up, his junk ought to at least be kept in a serious-looking cage. The Bon4 Stainless Steel Chastity Device passes that test:

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For those seeking serious male chastity, this beautifully crafted stainless steel cock prison from Bon4 is sure to deliver! Not only does this cage look great, it’s also completely functional, giving you full control of your male submissive, wherever they may be.

This male chastity device comes complete with four different hinged back-rings, allowing you to find the one that works best for your needs.

Made with hygiene and comfort in mind, this device is not overly heavy and features ventilation throughout so you can easily clean up in the shower.

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Gagged By Censorship

Via Naked Protesters:

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She Gave Him The Cow Cure

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His wife admits that she tied his hands and feet while he was drunk and applied salt to his hands face, and clothing, that the cattle in the field where he lay might lick him to death, as a revenge for a beating administered her during a drunken orgy.

From a 1902 newspaper.

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“Get Back In The Van!”

He had a little fun with her after she bailed out of the van in the middle of a remote grassland. But now it’s time to load her up and take her the rest of the way to where she’s going:

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I think the picture is from one of the Fetish Network sites.

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BDSM Express

This is the subway stop for me:

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Fitted Leather Sheets

These fitted leather sheets have been in the Stockroom catalog since forever. They’re not cheap, but I still don’t understand how they are not standard equipment on every bed in every BDSM love nest in the land. Can you just imagine the wonderful aroma once they are warm and just a tiny bit sweaty?

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Give your bed the royal treatment and add a stylish touch to your bedroom or BDSM dungeon with our leather fitted sheet.

It’s real leather, soft, so smooth and sexy, with that great leather smell.

Our superior design has tailored corners, smooth flat seams, black canvas panels and elastic at each end for a snug, durable fit.

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