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If you saw our posts a couple of days ago you will know that I sometimes take things a bit too far with The Dark One. He said my biggest problem is my attitude. Natural to any & #39;Alpha& #39; submissive is an inherent need to push boundaries and, worse still,...
If you saw our posts a couple of days ago you will know that I sometimes take things a bit too far with The Dark One. He said my biggest problem is my attitude. Natural to any & #39;Alpha& #39; submissive is an inherent need to push boundaries and, worse still,...
2)...to break rules. As the wife of a less than forgiving Dom, I have to show him respect at all times and may not show inappropriate attitude, nor let my mouth get the better of me. I am sometimes, shall we say,...
3)...less than perfect in compliance. As with many in the lifestyle, I have a set of rules which pertain to my periods of submission but, outside of this, there is only one rule I have to abide by and that is I may never touch his cock without prior permission. If I am minded...
4)....to desire to initiate anything, I may only do this by stripping and presenting myself on my knees at his feet. It is then for him to decide whether to accede to my desire or reject me. It is the & #39;no touch& #39; rule I chose to break a few days ago. He was sitting on the sofa,...
5)...me lying with my head on his leg. The TV programme we had been watching finished. I wriggled round onto my front.... and kissed his cock through his trousers. I will only ever push boundaries or break an odd rule when I know we have the time for him to deal with me...
6)...accordingly. The minute I did it I froze, waiting for the reaction. I didn& #39;t have to wait long. It was swift. He grabbed my hair and twisted my head to look at him. His face was that of a demon. His eyes flared, dark pupils penetrating, cruel. He just said "Really?"...
7)... followed by "Get upstairs". I scrambled off the sofa and received a hard whack across my ass with his hand as I left him. I hurried upstairs. Not to the bedroom where many a pleasure takes place but to & #39;the other room& #39;. Our own version of the 50 Shades famous Red Room...
8)...A room no-one else sees. A room kept locked from prying eyes... for good reason. It has a bed, yes, but not one you would find in an average house. It is higher.... perfect height to bend over. It is a four poster.... with anchor points down the posts, on the headboard...
9)...It is the only item that identifies the room as having once been a bedroom. On the wall is a large cross beam or what some would call a St Andrews Cross. In the ceiling is a rope pulley. The walls and floor are adorned with a number of ringbolts. On one wall a large...
10)...cabinet with pull out drawers contains the instruments of my pleasure, my restraint, my punishment and my pain. An array of floggers, tawses, crops and whips at eye level draw your eyes as you open the cabinet. This room is the beating BDSM heart of the Lodge.
11)...In the centre of the room a thick black furry rug stands out against the pale carpet. It is on this rug I throw myself down onto my knees after stripping quickly as I hear him approach the door which I am facing. I don& #39;t see him come in as my head is bowed. I know him...
12)...well enough to judge his mood. To know if I can push any further defiance.... look straight at him as he enters. I& #39;ve seen his face downstairs. Now is not that time. I hear him go to the cabinet. He chooses a collar and fastens it round my neck. It is from the point of...
13)...collaring that the rules of my submission apply and I am now entirely at his mercy. "Stand" as he tugs the ring on my collar and takes me over to stand under the pulley. My ankles are cuffed and pulled apart, secured to the ringbolts in the floor. My wrists are cuffed...
14)...behind me and I hear the rope being pulled through the pulley. I now know what he is going to do. My wrist cuffs are secured to the rope and slowly my arms are pulled upwards forcing me to bend until my body is a perfect 90 degree angle to the floor. Finally a chain is...
15)...attached to the front of my collar and attached to another ringbolt in the floor about a foot in front of me. Immobilised in a horrible stress position. I glance across to where he stands... to see him undoing and sliding out his belt. He has not said one word since he...
16)...entered the room other than the & #39;stand& #39; command. I am shaking... partly from the position, partly from the anticipation of the first strike and also I know what he will do first and what he will find. Sure enough, he steps up to me and slowly traces his hand up my thigh...
17)...and across my pussy. I know I am wet. I can& #39;t help it. He steps back muttering "whore" under his breath. He doesn& #39;t double the belt into a loop... he wraps it round his hand... a single belt lash. The first fall of its lash takes me by surprise in its viciousness...
18)...He& #39;s only holding back as much as he needs to so as not to cause injury. I get eight hard lashes before he throws the belt to the floor. He knows I can& #39;t take the stress position for too long and releases my wrists from the pulley. This allows me to bring my arms down...
19)...support myself by holding my legs. The ankle restraints and collar chain remain on as, holding my hips, he drives his cock into me. Hard enough to make me cry out. He rides me hard. I have no permission to cum and manage to hold it. I think there will be no permission...
20)...just to set me up to fail but, just when I can hold it no longer he can tell... one word "cum" and my arousal shatters into a thousand pieces. My pussy is pulsating from the aftershock of the orgasm and he uses the pulses to bring off his own orgasm. He lets go of me,..
21)...withdraws and I collapse to the floor... broken... unable to support myself. My pussy and thighs are drenched from me leaking both mine, and his, cum. He releases me from all restraints, sweeps me up into his arms and carries me into our bedroom to run the shower...
22)...which we take together before he massages me with cream and tells me to stay on our bed and rest.
The Tales Of Raven Lodge
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The Tales Of Raven Lodge
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