RaymondWise Posted February 3, 2021 Posted February 3, 2021 Written by a person I played with in 2009 (name has been changed ) __this was a real life play scene/weekend that i had with a very good Friend of mine at a time when i was lost and unsure of myself and whether i was worthy of being Anyone's slave/submissive. He asked me to write about my experience that weekend. Thank You, Sir. You helped me to remember me and that very special feeling that one can only know when that look of pride is bestowed upon them. this is a repost. i originally posted it on alt.com__ I saw You walk into the club that night. My mind immediately replayed that last time I had seen You there. I remember watching You scening with another submissive and Your girl was like an extension of You, anticipating Your every need and movement. I could not take my eyes off the three of You for even a moment. There were moments that I wished I was that girl fastened to the rope frame. Little did I know that one day I would get that wish. We had talked many many times on the computer. There was always this little something about You that caught my attention. We had gotten to meet in person that one other time We Both happened to be at the club. There was even something that clicked more firmly into place when I met You and Your submissive in person. To this day I still cannot quite put my finger on it, but I am not one to argue with what is meant to be. We chatted briefly that first occasion and then parted company. But I know with all certainty that the three of Us somehow know where the others were all evening. Well, I may have watched You a little more intently than You watched me. After all, You were a little distracted there a few times. Smiles A day or so after We met at the club, You and I talked a bit about having finally gotten the chance to meet. And We talked a bit about the scening that I had observed. We even briefly touched upon a mutual attraction between the three of Us. We talked about how it would be nice to be able to talk more face-to-face. Over the next month or so We chatted off and on. And then suddenly . I saw You walk into the club that night. My mind immediately replayed that last time I had seen You there. Our paths had crossed again. We took advantage of that opportunity to talk. We walked through the dungeons talking about this and that, discussing what We were seeing and what We liked. Your girl on one side of You and me on the other, We wandered through the place that subtle bond growing stronger. Before I knew it, the one thing that I had been daydreaming of for over a month was being offered to me. Brenda would you like to have a scene with Me later? my heart skipped a beat. I was barely able to utter the words yes, please, Sir. You were the only Dominant that I had ever watched play that truly caught my interest enough to make me WANT to play with Them. Yes, I have watched many scenes and thought, now that would be nice to try. But never had I actually thought to myself, I want to feel HIS floggers dancing on my flesh. But then again, None had sparked my attention as You had. We stood off to the side quietly discussing what piece of equipment I wanted to be fastened to. You spoke gently, as is Your manner to start with, putting me more at ease. When You knew that I was ready You lead me to the St. Andrews cross, where I stripped down to a black lace thong and stood silently before You. With feet parted slightly, hands crossed behind my back, I awaited Your instructions. When commanded, I held my hands out to You as You fastened cuffs to them. You turned me toward the cross and lifted each hand in turn to fasten the clip to a waiting eye bolt. You leaned in close, talking softly to me in a voice so soft and confident that I had to give You my full attention. Your words pulled me into a world where only You and I existed, as Your warm hands caressed my chilled skin. Your voice quietly called me to You. You were ready to begin. I silently stood there, my nerve endings alive in anticipation of the wonderful sensations that my entire being was craving. My wait was not long. I felt the tails of Your flogger caressing my skin, my minds eye came fully awake. The voice inside me cried out, please, Sir, use Your flogger on me. I need to feel that sting again. It has been far too long since I have embraced *** and pleasure as one. THAT sting, *** and pleasure never came. For a brief while I stood there fastened to that cross in utter frustration. I wanted so badly to beg You to swing with more ***, let me feel that sweet *** that I had been denied for so long. But my training and experience, held my tongue. I knew better than to show disrespect and dishonor a Dominant, especially in such a public fashion. I would talk to You about it later. After all We had not really discussed what I like and do not like as far as *** and pleasure go. Soon something else was happening within me, Your flogger was beginning to feel like a gentle sensual lover. You were awakening something in me that I had never experienced before at the hands of a Dominant in a session. You were teaching me that a lashing could be as sensual as a lover. I soon forgot about my desire to ride the waves of *** AND pleasure. My entire being was lost in Your soft gentle words as You came closer speaking in my ear, keeping me tied to You, Your strong voice calling to my very core. My entire existence at that moment in time revolved around You and me. There was nothing else. You step in close, pressed Your body against me and place a hand on my stomach; suddenly I was aware of a burning deep inside me. Your slid Your hand up to cup one of my breasts and played with a tiny hard nipple. Pinching and twisting it caused the fire in my loins to grow hotter. How did You know that would happen???!!! I never told of this. HOW DID YOU KNOW???? (tell me!!!!!) thats it sandi! There are hundreds of little cocks fucking you! Let them. Enjoy them! ohhhhh, Sir! May I please cum? May I PLEASE cum, Sir? Yes, Brenda , cum for Me. I did. Over and over again, I came as the flogger danced sensually over my skin for a few more moments. I came over and over again as You pressed Your body close and unfastened the cuffs from the St. Andrews Cross and wrapped me in a blanket. I came again as You just held me. finally my body calmed and You walked me to the sofa to rest. You held me close and just talked to me as I started to float back to the here and now. Suddenly without warning, I started cumming again and again. I could not stop cumming. And You were doing nothing more than holding me close and talking to me. Every time I thought that my body had calmed down, it betrayed me and I started cumming all over again. Finally, I lifted my head and pleaded with You, what...are...you...doing...to...me??? Why was my body reacting like this? You never once touched me in some improper manner. Yet here I was a submissive cumming like a slut from a flogging! I had never in my life experienced anything like this. One day when talking to another submissive, my Heart ***, she helped me to realize something very important. It does not have to be about the *** that is given to a submissive in a session. It does not have to be about the strength of the lash that is delivered. BUT It does have to be about the amount of trust and control that a submissive gives to the Dominant. If THAT bond is there, the Dominant will make the submissive fly like never before thought possible. Thank You, Sir. You gave me a wonderful gift that night. Thank You for not allowing it to stop there. I am forever grateful to all You taught me and me that weekend. And yes, I do know that I gave You as much as You gave me. I have begun to grow even stronger and more confident in myself for it. Thank You, Sir. I will never forget the look in Your eyes when I looked up from my knees and asked, Sir, may I please ............? I know my place. And one day He WILL find me. I know that with all my heart and soul. Dec 13, 2009 Love
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