(story continues from Personalized Training)_ _continued from part 1 Preface: This is a true story about my search for an extended play session with a serious dominatrix and how I got more than I expected and learned to love it! Some minor liberties are taken with events once or twice to make for a more entertaining read but this is pretty much exactly how it went down! Chapter 4: “Poor slave doesn’t know what hit him.” ...
I’d had one of those pathetic metal frame futon beds for years now. Originally it was fun, fun to be able to fold it up as a couch for guests and fun for self bondage games. The metal frame was not very wide but it was perfect for slipping handcuffs around and they didn’t move much once there. Unfortunately it was slow murder for my back as the frame slowly bent after years of use and I decided to get a new one. ...
Preface: This is a true story about my search for an extended play session with a serious dominatrix and how I got more than I expected and learned to love it! Some minor liberties are taken with events once or twice to make for a more entertaining read but this is pretty much exactly how it went down! Chapter one. “Possible Personalized Training” My wife and I have the most open and healthy relationship of anyone we know. We’re a kinky couple that met online through alt.com, back before it was bought out by match.com. We really jumped into the alternative lifestyle as young dating adults, joining the local Society of Janus chapter, visiting public and private S&M clubs, going to kinky classes on bondage and all kinds of other play. I was (and still am) a Bisexual Switch and she was my, collared 24/7, sex slave under the name, “Nisha.” Together we rocked it out for years all over the San Francisco Bay Area and even ended up corrupting some of our straight friends into the lifestyle. Life was good and we ended up cementing our relationship by getting married. ...