Flock of blonds

Flock of blonds

At a recent dinner party Sandy and I were invited to we found ourselves after dinner with a small group of kinky friends and a need to have fun. I suggested we crack out some ropes, I've been finding myself with itchy rope fingers a lot in the last few months. This suggestion was well received and not long after I and another girl were tying her friend to a chair, thoroughly immobilized her, and proceeded to torture her in various ways for the better part of an hour. I had one leg roped with each toe separated and the rope tied back to her knee, so I could alternately tickle her feet and pull the ropes painfully back between her toes making her feet arch and the sensitive inner spaces burn on the weave of the hemp. With a hand over her mouth to quiet her as her friend whipped her thighs and tortured her nipples. We were having a good laugh, although our poor victim who was on the receiving end of one of the world's nastiest tiny whips was rather vocal about her own 'enjoyment' hehe.

We finished her of with a long session of bastinado and inner thigh spanking, then easing off and bringing her down gently with hugs and soft caresses. She was making the most delicious sounds going from pain to complete endorphin induced calm with our hands gently stroking her skin and her face hugged against her friend's chest.

She recovered fairly quickly, after about 10 minutes I saw a quick look pass between her and her friend, and suddenly they jumped on my legs with the now uncoiled rope and started to wrap my ankles. I happen to know her friend has been itching to have me in her power and wrapped in her rope so I wasn't too surprised. I gave them a minute to get a few coils on then started to try and escape. No surprise there but one of their male friends dived in to help hold me down which gave me someone to fight against with whom I could use my full strength. Well that was fun, by the time I was in a full TK the ropes were on extra tight. I had serious rope marks and bruises the next few days.

At this point I was topless and Sandy had joined in with a big grin on her face. Her domme mojo is coming back these days and she knows me well.

There I was with three very pretty girls completely helpless, and I had no choice but to take whatever they dished out. For probably 2 hours I was whipped and spanked. I recall one girl sitting on my face and mostly controlling my breathing with her body as the other two, one was Sandy, tickled me mercilessly, my cries lost in the softness pressed on my mouth. Sandy loves to torture my nipples, I have no recollection of how she did it but for two days after they were sensitive and bruised, something she took full advantage of. I also remember her trampling me, her sexy heels grinding into my body as her friend helped her balance, the point of her heel being dragged over my nipple and ground into it. Then her shoe pushed into my mouth making me suck the tip and running the sole over my tongue, forcing my mouth open. She slipped off her shoes and pushed her foot deep into my mouth, forcing them in with no great care and lots of enjoyment. She started doing that a couple of years ago and really gets off on forcing all her toes and part of her foot into my mouth, then grinding it over my face. She has really sexy feet, and lying bound and unable to resist with her foot filling my mouth and two other girls doing good knows what to me, well it was delicious. I still can't believe she made me lick her shoes and even part of the sole, she must have been feeling very wicked as she would normally worry about dirt and be put off by it.

What man wouldn't enjoy being the plaything of three gorgeous girls, all with matching blond hair and wicked expressions.

I remember coming down lying with my head on my friend's lap as she caressed my face and breathed sensually into mine, the heat rising from between her legs against the back of my neck. Sandy smiling at me and holding my hand, my whole being deeply relaxed.

Vignette

'I need you', he groaned.

She smiled, the attention warming her. 'What do you need sweetheart?', she asked.

'You!' he continued quickly, 'Your lips. I need to kiss you.'

He looked hungry, hard to control, and she felt her own need responding. 'Sorry sweetie, only my feet, for now'. The words tasted good.

She melted into her seat as he slowly knelt, head bent, his lips warm against her toes.

Obedient

Tonight after a week of not cumming, she lay on the bed writing emails with my face in her ass. Kissing her little thong and ass cheeks. She said my face felt nice there.

After a good half hour she teased me to dripping, edged me a few times, then made me kneel at the end of the bed and watch her masturbate. Four times. I had to kneel and was sharply ordered not to approach or touch her. Begging to taste her was refused. And when I touched myself she quickly and sharply ordered me not to but in fact to put my hands behind my back and keep them there. Apparently I look sexy like that.

Occasionally she would tease me with her foot. And her second orgasm came on rather suddenly a few seconds after she forced her foot into my mouth. Think it turned her on!

She told me after she likes being mean to me, enjoyed the feel of her hand and seeing me doing what I was told pleased her.

Mmmmm

Ropey bondage and a columbian band

Connection? Only that they happen on the same night.

Ive spent the night in a rope dojo practicing and being practiced on. Rope skills are coming on, which is to say the arent totally rubbish anymore. But one hour there shows me how much I have yet to learn! I do however have a good friend and deliciously responsive rope bunny.

As if that was not cool enough, on arriving home late at night I hear loud and very cool music from the building opposite. Turns out there is a live columbian band playing, and I was invited to join them. So  there I was till after midnight with a beer, cigarette (indoors natch!) and the coolest music playing. This is the seedy underbelly of life, just how I love it!

Lots of changes - will I ever get time to write about them?

Shock life change

1. I no longer live in the UK, I now live in Switzerland. Hmm but my German is hella rusty! 
2. I've started my own business. 
3. I've been doing enough rope practice that once in a while people actually ask me for advice. Now thats truly shocking. 
4. Sandy has found that the reason for her low sex drive is very low testosterone levels. Doctors (after months of pushing to find the right practice) have now prescribed her a hormone cocktail to stabilise her hormone levels. So far so good but its only the first 2 weeks on it.

Shock changes that have not happened

1. We have not gone vanilla 
2. See number 1

Things to write about, if only I find time

1. Party on a kinky ship in Germany. Now that was fuck loads of fun!
2. Cigarette play, the new black!
3. Performing a floor show at a Vanilla venue with a good Domme friend.

What was running through her mind??

So here is sandy on all fours up against the head of the bed. Back arched. Legs spread. Pussy wet. What could possibly have been on her mind??





Well let's be honest it wasn't my locked up manhood penetrating her. No she was imagining being tied up like that, blindfold, and left there exposed for one of my friends to wander in, take advantage of her, and stretch her around his thick cock. And she was begging for a thick dildo inside her to complete the fantasy.

Needless to say I obliged :) needless to say she loved leaving me high and dry while 'another man' took her roughly.

Dildo gag

Although for the last couple of years we haven't played much with d/s, and where we have it's mostly been with me being the dominant, we have swapped now and then. We have also bought a few new toys, one of them being a dildo gag. The short end is shaped liked a short cock, the long end like a, you guessed it, long cock. When I bought this toy, pretty cheaply, I suspected that it would be too extreme for sandy. So although I've always wanted to try one I figured it would be a one time thing, mainly for my sake. I was wrong!

Sandy as I recall thought the idea was hot. I'm not entirely sure now. I do know that she enjoyed it hugely, and we have used it two or three times in the last year. That's good going in our house for a toy.

So most recently we used it last week. Sandy had me locked for a week at that point, and on Sunday night, the one week anniversary, we were fooling around in bed. She was in a wicked dominant mood and had refused to unlock me thus far telling me that she could tease me just fine without taking the cock tube off. Needless to say that as I got hard and it started to hurt she got all the more into it, teasing me more, making me ache. As I started to flinch she would push her nails into the engorged purple head of my cock, making me moan and make guttural noises deep in my throat. I would flinch but not escape as she held on to my balls and followed me, her nails digging in deeper. Causing me pain, intense pain on my cock was making her giddy with delight. And as she did this the disparity made itself felt to me, my own fingers caressed her soft wet womanhood gently, bringing pure pleasure to her.

After she tired of teasing me and decided she wanted to lay back and be properly pleasured. She needed to be filled. Filled deep. She pulled my locked cock against the wet slit and rubbed it there, cooing that I couldn't do the job, with faux pity saying how good her wet pussy would feel If I were inside. But I wasn't going to be allowed. Then she told me to get her dildo gag. Thus far I hadn't been allowed to taste her pussy,and seems I wasn't going to be. I was desperate to taste her.

Snatches of what came next....

I crawled naked across the bed and got the gag, her spanking my ass as I bent over to reach it.

Pushing the long end of the gag into my throat, making me suck it.

Her laying back, legs splayed lewdly and shamelessly, pushing the short end of the gag into her wet cunt, fucking herself with it in front of me.

Pushing the now sodden, creamy end of the gag into my mouth and buckling it on tight. It tasted heavenly, and felt wet and sloppy with her arousal.

Making me kneel at the foot of the bed and push the tip into her pussy as she masturbated in front of me.

I pushed a bit deeper, she moaned. She grabbed my hair and pulled me deeper, squealing as if in pain but not letting go.

As she got closer to orgasm I started to fuck harder and deeper, stopping now and then to let her fingers do their magic. Watching her lips engorging in deep red flushes, wet and spread around black veined rubber, 2 inches from my eyes. I could smell her but my mouth was gagged. No licking, no tasting, my voice taken so I could not beg, my cock taken so I could not impale. Now she pulled my head right in, my nose pressed rudely against her clit she rubbed and ground herself on my face. Her finger and my nose alternately used to pleasure her, to rub her sodden clit. Now my senses were washed in her scent and my ego utterly demoted, my face and nose used as a sex toy with no regard to my pleasure. That way she came, grinding herself on my nose and my mouth full of cock.

I was not unlocked that night, nor have I been since. She had no use for my cock and enjoyed taking her pleasure with no need to return the favour. She came twice more before we went to sleep, sated and calm in her case, aroused, aching and still locked up in mine.