Defying Gravity

Dancing the Path

I’ve fallen in love with my Dominant and am leaving my Husband. I adore my man and everything that He does for me and for our family, but His Dominant side??? Where has this man been and why has He not come about to play more? Who is this man I married, this thoughtful Gentleman? I know this man’s face, I know every angle of His body, but this is not the Man I knew, this is not the man I married; I have fallen in love with my Dominant.

Pleasure, pain, pushing limits and implementing new training were my rewards today for all of yesterday’s hard efforts. He bound me to the bed with our black, thick, heavy nylon ropes around my legs, just above my knee’s, securing me to the bed; my leg’s spread, bum in the air, back arched, propped up on my elbows, my hands bound…

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Humiliation and Degradation

Tall, Dark and Dominant

See, there’s something about gripping her hair, yanking it backwards and whispering into her ear You listen here, you little slut. You’re going to suck my cock. I know you love cock so show me how. Devour it.

I love being filthy with my pet. It’s a chance to explore our darker personalities, where filth and vulgarity reside. Where she morphs into my little cum slut, my eager whore. ‘breasts’ or ‘boobs’ become ‘tits’. ‘pussy’ becomes ‘cunt’. She begs for my cock, she begs to play with my cock. She has told me on a few occasions how she desires to be degraded. To be insulted and ridiculed. Why is that? Why do we enjoy the degradation and brutality?

Because we all have darkness within us. We can’t deny that. We have as much darkness as we do light.
I consider myself a nice guy, standing for all things right…

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New Spanks, Act 2

Mmmmmmm

RELEASE!

missameliaandsir

I am still reeling from a recent experience. With everything that has been going on in our lives, both Sir and I really needed some relief. We had been having amazing sex, but I was still needing more. I decided to start pushing Sir’s buttons. I joked about his hearing, his sight, him falling and breaking a hip, basically, that he was an old man. He kept warning, and I kept pushing. (Playfully, of course.) Now, I know that I am not “suppose” to do this. It makes me a “bad” sub. Topping, yada, yada, yada. BUT, I did it anyway.

Sir finally snapped, I fought, and he drug me down the hall into the bedroom. There was LOTS of wrestling, pushing, pulling, kicking and fighting. He was able to finally get a set of metal cuffs on my wrists and used them to drag me across the bed and…

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Risks and Trust in the D/s Relationship

Tall, Dark and Dominant

I’ve talked about spotting false dominants, I’ve talked about embracing your sexuality and no longer hiding but what I want to discuss now is taking the plunge with your new partner and learning how to give yourself over to them.

I’ve had my fair share of betrayals in my life. Being a sufferer of anxiety and depression, it unfortunately makes things somewhat difficult to find that line where you can trust again.
You can’t help but carry that baggage into new relationships, especially when they are as powerful as a relationship filled with BDSM or a D/s relationship BUT what you can do is rewire your thought process to trust again.

When the submissive submits to her partner, s/he is accepting they will be guided through the forest. It’s immensely daunting, I know, because you are putting your life and well being in their hands — but taking that step…

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Do Me A Favour

Tall, Dark and Dominant

Do me a favour: the next time you catch yourself being needlessly hard on yourself – for whatever reason – tell yourself to shut up. Literally, tell yourself out loud to shut the hell up. Cut yourself some slack.

Do me a favour: the next time you’re out by the clothesline hanging clothes or taking them down, close your eyes and breathe in. Savour the moment. Free your mind. Hell, become one with yourself: I’m not kidding – slip off your top. Slip out of your panties or your pair of pants. Unless there are certain circumstances, expose that beautiful self of yours to the world because you know what? You’re magical and unique.

Do me a favour: every once in a while – treat yourself to the pleasures of life. Have a coffee. Sneak some chocolate. Talk to a stranger. Buy that dress. Buy that expensive item you’ve been…

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Late Night Fantasies

Tall, Dark and Dominant

Note: I’m sexually frustrated so lucky or unlucky for you guys, you get another rushed erotica piece.

You’re choking and trying to breathe, your neck crushed beneath my neck.
I’m laying ontop of you, suffocating you. All while my hand ferociously jerks my cock.

I’ve waited all day for you to get here and now I need to let my darkness out. It’s been aching, throbbing like my cock. Now you’re here beneath me. Gasping for breath. God, how can your sweet gasps be arousing to me? How can seeing you squirm do this to me? My cock is so stiff, it’s starting to hurt. But I can’t stop. For the life of me, I can’t give this up. I must go on.

I feel it rising and fuck the housemates, I let out a moan. I can’t wait to become dizzy, to be lost in the moment.
You’re kicking…

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Savage Desires

Humiliation

Sub Space

Now when I first started to explore BDSM, this was one area that I was a bit wary of as even though I’ve never been one to take myself seriously, I was still a bit anxious about it because I wanted to maintain appearances for my partner. It appeared more and more in the books I read, blogs I followed, scenes I watched however and I found it becoming more of a possibility in my mind.

The first dabble into it came through verbal humiliation and degradation, e.g. calling me names (which have a massive effect on me as I personally don’t swear) or even just talking me through what I was doing was enough to make my cheeks turn rosy.

Fast forward to now with MJ and we’ve sort of gone past all the pleasantries, if we ever had any. I think that this mostly due to the fact…

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