The house was quiet for the night. I'd done my duties, fondly, (I love being an au pair, live in position for now)& I was looking forward to a long hot shower, I asked Mr W if he wanted anything. He said no, that he'd just enjoy the peace and quiet while his wife was at work. (He'd explained to me once something about a Polly before and that they were basically swingers or some shit. I guessed Polly was the extra gf, weird set up, but i wasthere to work) He asked what I planned now the kids were down. "A hot shower first Sir. Its cold!"
"It's warm in our room, use the en suite shower."
I felt like it would be rude to decline, so i said thank you, nodded and went to get my washbag and pyjamas. I was loving it, one of those rain power showers ive tried but once! I must have been in there 20 minutes when i heard a drawer bring opened in their room. I froze. Sir obviously thought i was done. OK get dried and dressed fuckin quickly !! Oh sh.....I forgot towels. I darent ask him, he might think im trying something. Ah fuck ill just meed to put the pyjamas on. How embarrassing i think silently. Just then the curtain is briskly yanked aside. I jump back in surprise and then gasp as my back slams against the cold tiles the shock of both make my knees give way. Im tryong to cover my fsce do i camt stand incase I slip "Im sorry im not out yet Mr Wi..." Hes lioking at me very intensely. He looks almost angry. He firmly clasps the hair at the top of my head, unzips himself and says "Open up ", pulling my bottom lip with his thumb. I cover my eyes again but he pulls my hair more tightly and repeats his instructions. Dammed if I do...he slides his leaking dick across my lips and begins prising my mouth open with his thumb and pressing his cock between my lips.. "Look at me little girl" he says. No way. Nooo wasaaay. He gives a disappointed sigh and puts his cock back and zips up. He then grabs my hair again and lifts me to him.He lightly brushes a nipple with his thumb. He then half cups the other and kisses it. He then gives another sigh, 1 I couldn't quite discern ,and leaves the washroom.
"Sir may I have a towel ,well 2, please, I forgot..."
"Imbecile." He chides. 2mins later a lilac towel and a white 1 are thrown at me. Again he leaves.
Wow. Wtf just happened? I squeeze my hair with the lilac towel ,it's smaller,and wrap it up. The white towels this big fluffy white 1 I love it, luxury. I realize my pyjamas got wet during..whatever the f just happened, so I keep the towel round me and take my folded clothes off the floor. I find myself tip toeing barefoot past the solid mahogany mirrored bureau. It's such a pretty wood, like tiger's ey...my towels are stripped off from the back and I drop my clothes in fright. I assume I've caught them both somehow in the doorway but then I'm slammed cheek down onto the bureau by him twisting my arms up my back.The finished wood is so smooth but quite cold I notice. Compared to the warm rough crotch that was rubbing in a circular motion on my bare cheeks.
"Don't move." He commands quietly but very firmly. I can see in the mirror he's pulled a black tie out of his drawer. He spun me round and tied my wrists infront of me. It was like an out of body experience..until it was very much in body experience as he hooked the tie on the wall in the middle above the mirror (is that what that's for jeeze how the other half love I thought sarcastically, attempting to dissociate)He went back into the drawer amd pulled out some lube which he rubbed over my clit, pussy and ass. I flinched when he put it on my ass. Heart started racing. Then he unceremoniously grabbed the sides of my hips and rammed himself in me. Ouch. He paused, inhaling my hair, and began slowly penetrating me over the bureau. Not a word. He took his hands from my hips and began fondling my tits. My tits look pathetic when I'm slim. I was mortified at anyone seeing them. He began rolling my nipples between his thumbs & index fingers. Silence. God that feels so good I wanna reverse into his pelvis to the base oh lord that's terrible of me - disavow!I shout in my mind. He takes one hand off 1 tit and after tilting my face to the mirror he starts playing with my clit. He's still slowly fucking me, his hand alternates between nipples, he's circling my clit and pussy with his cock simultaneously as he girates slowly round and up,round and down, round and up, down and out , fully back in, round and up, hes driving my nipples crazy and even my clit feels good with his touch fffffuuuuck i love it. I let out a moan & he puts 2 fingers in my mouth. He redirects my face back to the mirror and tells me to suck them while looking at him. I sucked them, but I couldn't look at him. "Dyou want them in your ass?"
"No Sir"
"Suck then girl, and look.at.me, he says through gritted teeth redirecting my head towards the mirror again. I suck his fingers slowly,gently,then more firmly as I look him in the eyes.
He removes his hands,
s me into position and he starts fucking me furiously, moving his hands from my my waist to locking my pelvic bones with his vice like grip. He rams himself inside me again and again ,every few mins he slaps my ass hard.He pulls out, opens a new drawer and I see a belt which he folds in half and whips me repeatedly. My cheeks feel red raw. I'm wriggling and squealing. He keeps correcting my hips back into position ,then belting me again.
He then corrects them to a tilt, and fucks me mercilessly i lose my balance several times .
He exhales. He grabs the back of my hair and says softly in my ear "It's OK to want every inch of Daddy in your sweet little pussy. " and with that he rams himself inside me, its bruised now its ful with each thrust. After a couple of minutes he turns my face back toward the mirror. He puts 2fingers down my throat so far I wretch several times. I can see him smiling at this. He fucks me so hard while telling Mr he's not gonna take his fingers out till I look at him in the mirror and keep looking, so I try. But he just pounds me while making me gag and wretch. He puts both hands back on my pelvis and smashes himself against me , seems like he's gonna cum soon..just then he pulls out, unhooks my arms from the wall and s me to my knees. "Look at me," he says, "Open your mouth " hes jerking off in my face. "Take it. Take it all baby swallow allll Daddy's cum - good girl.." &he pats my cheek. "Daddy's new little Fuck Toy...

Pro-Dom/me Session18 to 80 years ● 25km around UK, Glasgow 3 months ago

ABOUT ME:

I don't initiate contact.

I'm a writer and soon-to-be author (hopefully). One of my passions is cooking. I briefly trained as a chef, which means that I'm a whizz in the kitchen! Wouldn't say that I'm a fully-fledged chef, but I know enough to get by and not starve to death or get food poisoning... and die.

I'm a deep thinker. I'm spiritual (NOT religious) and believe in the power of Chi. I believe in ghosts, other worlds, multiverses, and dimensions. I'm into meditation and self-improvement and self analysis. I'm a free-thinker and tend to think independently from the masses. I naturally deviate from convention.

I'm not a people person. I'm misanthropic. I can't stress that enough. I tend to connect better with "weird" people and people who deviate from "normality."

I don't really care about distance. I mean, let's be honest, the chance of meeting a compatible soul is improbable as it is, if you restrict it by means of geography and location, the "improbable" becomes the "impossible". Besides, it's 2023, not 1723. Distances can be bridged with the aid of heavy machinery.

It takes a while to properly forge a strong relationship: It requires respect, trust, honesty, compatibility, and communication. None of those things come easily or without dedication, conviction, and time.

I'm a sapiosexual as well as a demisexual. I find intelligence very, very hot! I require a mental, emotional, and spiritual bond before I can even think of developing a dynamic.

I'm an introvert. I'm private and I don't like being the centre of attention. In fact, I like to keep as far back from people and the spotlight as possible.

I'm not a social media person.

My communication method of choice is emails. With emails, you're able to convey mass amounts of information and details without interruption, therefore making the "getting to know you" process relatively quick.

I'm deep, introspective, pensive, and morose. I feel more at ease and happiest when I'm alone. I barely tolerate people.

Movies: Fright Night 1 & 2, The Lost Boys, Barefoot in the park, Breakfast at Tiffany's, My Fair Lady, Casablanca, Jerry Maguire, Serendipity, Say Anything, Almost Famous, Breakfast Club, Ferris Bueller's day off, Weird Science, Elvira: Mistress of the dark, Elvira: Haunted Hills, Dirty Dancing, The Big Sick, Star Wars (The original trilogy), Firefly, Shadow of the Vampire, Interview with the Vampire, Dracula (1931).

Television: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, Crazy Ex-Girlfriend, It's Always sunny in Philadelphia, Wednesday, Seinfeld, Curb Your Enthusiasm, Sex and the City, Family Guy, The Simpsons, Scrubs. South Park.

Author/Writer: Jane Austen, Edgar Allen Poe, Bram Stoker, The Bronte ***s, Emily Dickinson.

Music: The Smiths, The Cure, AC/DC


ABOUT ME: (Kink)

My form of Dominance is one of psychology.

It's my belief that before you control a body or be placed to be in control over a body, you must first take control of the mind:

I want to know how you think, I want to know how your mind works, what you love, what you like, what you hate, and what you dislike. I want to know about your formative years, your upbringing, your parents, your family, etc.

As far as kink goes, I want to know about your experience as well as your dream dynamic. I want to know what turns you on, what your limits are and how willing you are to expand your horizons, etc.

A good relationship is all about growth. It's all about learning and maturing and discovering new kinks, but also about cultivating existing kinks.

This dynamic will be a living, breathing organism. It'll grow and develop and mature. It will be 24/7. It'll be all consuming, and it will be a life choice.

At work, you will be my submissive. At the supermarket and at the mall and out in public, you will be owned by me. Your every breath will contain a whisper that I own. Every thought will contain a note that I control.

It will be all-encompassing.

I want a relationship based on TPE. I'm not into "keeping it in the bedroom/behind closeddoors", as that sounds too much like roleplay.

You will learn from me, you will be taught, I will sculpt and mould and nurture you and train you to be the greatest version of yourself that you can be.

I'll listen. I'll be your teacher, your mentor, your confidant, your protector as well as your best friend.

I can not stress that enough. For a D/s dynamic to work, it has to be built on friendship. There must be trust and respect and communication, and compatibility. Every cylinder must be firing

We will be a team. We will listen, talk, laugh, and learn from the other. Our bond will be stronger than any metal or element known to man.

This isn't an easy connection to develop. It takes honesty, trust, communication, and absolute dedication and faith. Come into this half-hearted, and it will not work.

My kinks: Watersports, psychological Dominance, fiscal Domination, Goth, taboo, skull-fucking, anal, CNC, *** play, bimbofication, food control, starvation kink, body modification, behaviour modification, body transformation, body modification, body writing, deepthroat, TPE, puke, chains, leather, outfits, DP (with dildos, etc), toys, edging, Vampirism (Hematolagnia), tasks, raceplay.

Hard limits: Poly and scat.

BDSM/Fetish Family18 to 99 years UK, Hamilton 7 months ago

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