sadism

Sexual arousal dependent on giving punishment or discipline.
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Starting on her Tits

From down the hall he could hear the wet slapping sounds. It could have been anything, he knew. But HE KNEW what this was. He had heard it once before and the sound resonated down into his groin. When he was close to the door he heard the singular sound that made his cock rise. A simple, low Whimper. It was as though it had been torn from deep inside some living creature.
The slapping resumed. Like something wide and oily had been applied with a vigorous stroke against some flexible object that fought back just a little.
" Is That.......?" He asked of the woman who led him. He wanted to hear it from her own lips. It was THAT exciting for him.

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Introduction, and experience of today's tease

I thought I'd post an intro as I'm new to the site. I had a very long one written out that vanished into cyberspace somehow, so this will be fairly brief.

I am a submissive, bisexual female. I've been married to my Master for five years, together almost seven. I found this site a few weeks ago and showed it to him, which has radically changed things between us. He's talking about card games, and I spent last night trying to sleep with a clit suck-her on after tormented no-clit-touching teasing inspired by this site.

When we first met I thought I was singly orgasmic, but he brought the multiorgasmic side out of me and over the years has gotten me addicted to orgasms... completely smitten with them. I was used to sex 5 - 15 times a week, with many orgasms each time. Oh how that has radically changed! I shouldn't complain, I know many of you have been going for so much longer than I can even comprehend. I'm only three and a half days in, right now. I thought it was going to be two days, as we've done a couple of one day denials in the past with lots of teasing, but I was told today that it would end when my Master wanted it to end, and not before. I think I may have been doing too much begging today.

Fireworks in March for t .

Well I finally allowed her to cum. Don't ask how long it's been--I'm not sure. Around a month I think. Wrist and ankle cuffs stretched to the corners of th bed, the crop on thighs, arms, breasts, thighs, the little G-spot vibe inside, the out, replaced with cock--alternating between penetrating deep inside to her mouth and back again. Made a bit of a discovery--at least last night, it turns out if you make her keep her eyes open while you're vibrating her towards orbit she can't quite get there--just pants and looks with pleading eyes and turns red in the chest and face but just doesen't quite get the cum. Then it goes down for a few moments and repeats. Wants it wants it wants it, has permission, but still can't get there. Eyes close, ok--almost there, but the vibrator is pulled away. I said keep your eyes open and thank me when you cum. Finally manages to start cumming, thanking her Master, only then instructed to close her eyes and cum for real--which she did. Waves of total body pleasure at the mercy of the Hitachi Magic Wand. It'll stop when I want it to stop.

Found old fantasies!

I was browsing around some story sites tonight, and amazingly I came across four of my old favorites, that I'd wanted to find for years. They are my fantasies (possibly the most riveting ones I've ever had) and are reported as another's reality. Although the thought scares me sometimes, deep down I think this is the kind of teasing I truly want.

In lieu of paraphrasing what these fantasies have said, let me instead quote my highlighted favorites from the two which are written as "advice" for others. (The final two are written as experiences of scenes the couple enjoyed.) The quoted bits are emphasized, and the regular text is my commentary, where I have something to say.

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Some more about Eve and our kinks

I have been asked to share more about Eve's turn-ons, interests, etc., so I figured I would put it in a new entry, instead of making a massive reply. Eve is into pain, humiliation, OD, and teasing with O. I tried to select all the things see is okay with in the Sexual Activities/Sexual Toys section above this post, but I'll talk about it a little here.

Eve is excited by private and pseudo public humiliation. To clarify, private would be something she does only in front of me, such as eating food with my cum on it. Pseudo public might be something that she has to do in public, but no one could possibly notice, such as wearing a butt plug at work. True public humiliation, such as masturbating in public, also excites her, but she is also very afraid/ashamed of it, so I use it only as a punishment.

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The Good Girl

Finish your beer, he ordered. Yes sir. It is time to go home. Say your goodbyes. Bye mommy, love you, see you next week. Get in the car. Drive.

Stop here at the store, wait, I will be right back. He handed her an energy drink, get this down quick, we have a long drive. She drank it all. 65 miles later, she said I need to pee, but maybe I can make it another 20 miles to the rest stop. Pull over, he said. There is no shoulder. Pull over now, do not question me. The car stopped, she took off her seat belt and reached for the door. What are you doing? Going pee. I did not tell you that. Sit still. He got out, unbuttoned his pants with a smile on his face and pulled out his half hard cock. Watch me he said. She looked at his cock and had to watch as he pissed in the gravel and the sound increased her pressure. Please may I pee sir? No. Lift up your bottom, take off your pants, and now slip off your panties. Thats a good girl.

First orgasm denial, Part II

She was a year older than me, and her 16th birthday was coming up. We were both burdened with rather strict immigrant parents, so finding time to sneak away and see each other was not easy. In this case, our parents really couldn't say no, so we asked. I was to join her for her birthday party.

Of course, being kids, we tried to get them to agree to let me stay there the night-- yeah, sure, like that was going to happen-- and instead her father was to drive up and pick me up, I was to stay the day and evening, and my folks were going to drive down and pick me up late in the evening. It was a lot of driving. It was the winter, and the east coast, so it was cold.

First orgasm torture experience, part I

"When I count backwards, you'll see the numbers turn from white to black, and when I get to zero you'll be in a deep trance. 10.... 9...8...." I counted very slowly, in rhythm with my very slow breaths, having no idea if this would work. By the time I got to zero, I stopped to listen. Deep, slow, regular, breathing audible above the analog static of the long-distance connection. Hmm... maybe it worked. Well here goes...

I'd been into teasing since my childhood. As a boy I had a ticking fetish-- at summer camp we'd go around tickle-torturing each other, and I was the ringleader of this effort-- always the top. My 4th grade buddy and I were fantasizing about "tickling tits" and using cunnilingus to drive women crazy. I located and devoured my old man's "secret" stash of sex books (Hite, Kinsey, Masters/Johnson) and Playboy/Penthouse mags (especially the Forums). Other boys my age wanted to be baseball stars or rock stars or jet pilots; my fantasy career soon became that of a torturer-- at the time there was unfortunatly quite a demand for American torturers in Latin American countries-- using sex and orgasm denial as a tool for extracting information or generally being sadistic. My first masturbation fantasies at around age 12 or so, were these: supervising an entire roomful of desperately begging women tied up and held on the edge of orgasm by a team of professional sex-torturers.

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