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posted by Gerard Duplest on Jan 11

{I have always had a bit of a thing for a good spanking, in fact when I was a little girl I used to get naughtier and naughtier, until I would apparently step up to my father and say, “daddy, I think the time’s ready for a spanking” much to his shock and surprise~When I was a small child, my parents found it amusing that I would come to them about once every six months and say “I think time is ready for another spanking” this used to happen like clockwork and I would get naughtier and naughtier in the build up to this.~It was very amusing for my parents that as a small child I would become naughtier and naughtier until the time that I walked up to my dad and told him that I thought I was ready for a spanking. They still find this story amusing, if only they had known}

{How was I to know that there would be a day that my spanking fetish turned into a money maker? Only this time the tables were turned a little.~I recon that I have always fancied having my hide tanned, but never dreamed there would be a time when my spanking fetish turned into a money maker~I have to admit that my fancying the odd spanking, which may be considered a fetish by some, has turned into a money maker for me, and no one could be more surprised by this turn of events.}

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{It seemed to be a natural progression for me from enjoying the odd spanking, to enjoying being handcuffed and spanked, then blindfolded, then tied up and completely mobilized and even suspended. Slowly as I was introduced to this art form, I became deeper entrenched in its mysteries.~Because I enjoyed being spanked and started getting into handcuffs and bondage, it was completely natural for me to progress into a BDSM lifestyle. As I became introduced to new and more exquisite torture I became more deeply entrenched in the mysteries of this beautiful art form.~I got into handcuffs and light bondage as well as spanking from a very young age. This made it absolutely natural to become involved in BDSM, and this was a gentle progression although I was soon deeply interested and entrenched in this mysterious and beautiful form of expression.}

{I met my dom by accident, from a normal dating site, he was years older than me and very practiced as well as highly regarded in the community. When he approached me I thought “urgh, 62, he’s an old fart”. But she spoke to me nicely, he was intelligent and he sparked my curiosity.~Sam – my dom and I met quite by accident, as I said, at a normal online social networking site for daters. He was 62, I was 30 and at first I thought Yuk, and old guy, but soon I learned, the more experienced a man, the better. He approached me and at first I was reluctant to meet, however he was intelligent and nice and I was curious.~I met my dom by accident and he was and always will be the only dom I every had, my tastes have changed slightly now. I was pretty young, but old enough to know what I was doing at 30, but he was 62, and initially I thought “how horrible”. But he approached me and although reluctant at first I agreed to meet.}

{He had recently lost his collared submissive when she moved overseas and was looking for someone new to collar. I didn’t fancy this idea at first, but eventually, I thought, “what’s the harm in just meeting?”~He was looking for a new sub, I wasn’t even looking, but he was persuasive and we met. I mean what was the harm in a simple meeting?~He was highly intelligent and caring, and also looking for a new submissive to collar. I went to meet him, thinking there would be no harm in it and I was right.}

{So I met Sam and we chatted for a while, arranging to meet he was interesting and had some really funny stories to tell like when he was selling his house and his BDSM equipment was in a special room. He explained to prospective buyers that his suspension frame was a special frame he had built for his specific back problem.~Fortunately for me, no harm at all We chatted and to him everything about bondage was natural, he was interesting and told me this really funny story about his bondage rack. He wanted to sell his house, so he would tell prospective buyers that his rack was for some back problem he had, and that he has is specifically made. That made me laugh~We hit it off right away, and found lots to talk about, not all of it about bondage, although one story he told me was very funny. He wanted top sell his house and had, had a special rack built. Not wanting to dismantle it until he had to, he told prospective home buyers it was special suspension equipm ent to help his back problem. I thought that was really funny.}

{We agreed to meet again, and I soon became happily involved in the BDSM community he belonged to, it wasn’t long till I was collared too and Sam became my dom. Sam taught me everything I know, I soon had equipment in my own home and was meeting up with people I had met with similar interests on the internet.~It didn’t take long for me to become integrated into the BDSM community in which I felt I belonged. Sam was a great dom and I soon became interested in other aspects of BDSM. Started collecting my own gear and watch and learned. I soon realized that I was not only a submissive.~I soon felt like I really belonged in the BDSM community Sam introduced me to and began to enjoy the lifestyle. Sam taught me a lot and I was so eager to learn that I started collecting my own gear. It did not take me long to realize that I was something of a hybrid and not a true submissive.}

{I only ever allowed Sam to bind and spank me, he was the only one I trusted but I was soon receiving requests for bondage sessions from all my new friends. I thought what the heck, I have the gear.~Pretty soon I made my on circle of friends, a community outside of Sam’s, most of who I met on the internet. I have to admit that Sam is the only person I have ever trusted enough to bind me, but soon the people in my community were asking me to teach them. I thought why not, I have all the equipment?~Although Sam is the only person I ever trusted to bind me, I soon became interested in binding others and a circle of new friends grew around me. They wanted me to help them and I had all the gear, so I thought why not?}

{Before long I had some regulars and they were offering to pay me to spank them too, a bit like and ambidextrous writer I found I enjoyed being dominant as well as submissive. Even though I am a bit of a BDSM mongrel, I was soon making money from this and I still shake my head and wonder about the day my spanking fetish turned into a money maker for me.~I got so good at giving people what they want it didn’t take long before they started paying me for my time, I had not idea this was going to be a money maker. It is strange down what paths life leads you, but I still think about the fact that my spanking fetish turned into a money maker, and a really good business it is too. Rather my clients be safe with me than out there with some other sadist~As I got better and more popular, more men, and women came to me for help and many insisted on paying me. What the heck, how was I to know my spanking fetish would turn into a money maker? But my business (that is what I call it now) has grown and I don’t have enough time to schedule new clients. Who knew? But they all seem to believe that they are much safer with me than some random sadist.}

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posted by Gerard Duplest on Oct 29

{I was at the time, just eighteen years old, and in my final year of high-school. It changed me for life. It was regular practice for the nurse from the National School Board to visit the school every six months. Just to make sure that us school kids were all healthy, and there were no epidemics of any sort, going around.~In my final year of high-school, at 18 years old, something happened that changed my sexual tastes for ever. The National School Board used to send the school nurse out to all boys schools about every six months. This was done to check we weren’t being abused, there were no epidemics and we were all fit and healthy.~I was in my final high-school year, in an all boys school; just 18, but still young for my age, and we were expecting a visit from the school nurse. The Nationa School Board sent one around every 6 months to make sure were weren’t carrying any dread diseases, nits or suffering abuse.}

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{On the morning of her arrival, all the boys at school were required to strip almost naked: wearing only our gym shorts and underpants, and stand in a queue; Waiting to go into the nurse’s office to be examined, one by one. I was a very pretty little boy: big blue eyes, and curly blonde hair. In-fact; I looked very much like a pretty teenaged girl.~The morning of her visit, we all had to strip down nearly naked and wait around for our turn to see her. We stood in the queue giggling nervously and waiting to be examined by her one on one. I was a pretty boy, curly blond hair, surfers tan and big blue eyes, more like a pretty girl really.~We were required to strip down to your gym shorts and underpants on the morning of her long expected arrival and wait. Giggling and punching each other with nerves, we lined up and waited for the examination. I was (still am) a pretty boy, big blue eyes, blond curly hair and a surfers tan. Much more like a teenage girl really.}

{After spending time in the queue for most of the morning and bored stiff, with all the boys childishly punching each other and giggling, it was my turn to enter the nurse’s office.~We spent most of the morning queuing and bored as heck. The other boys thought they were getting the morning off lessons, then came my turn to enter the office.~That morning was boring, and nerve wrecking, every time we got one boy closer to the door of the nurses office, our adrenaline kicked in and the endorphins rushed through out bodies}

{On entering I saw a desk with two chairs, an examination bed, and little cupboard filled with medicine. Elegantly leaning in the corner, was a long thin piece of cane: it oozed discipline Immediately it sent out the message to me; this was not a “day off”~It looked like a normal nurse’s office, desk, two chairs, medicine cabinet and examination table But what caught my eye, was a cane in the corner which oozed discipline. This sent a message out to my bored brain.~Then came my turn, endorphins pumping I entered the office. It looked normal, an exam table, desk, two chairs, and medicine cabinet. But there was something else, it looked out of place, a cane standing in the corner, oozing “discipline”. Bang My bored brain kick-started again.}

{What really caught my eye though, was the nurse. – A middle aged lady with huge tits: almost bursting out of her tight nurse’s uniform. Until this day, I’ve been haunted by my visualization of them: exposed, hanging, totally available to touch, squeeze, and suck; naked. At that moment my cock was as hard as a drill-bit.~The Nurse was middle aged, and she had the biggest tits I have ever seen. They were virtually bursting out through her tight uniform, it was almost pornographic; they strained and pulsed against the white fabric with a life of their own. My imagination caught hold and I could see them exposed, hanging and completely naked, available for me to squeeze and suck. My cock grew as hard as a drill-bit.~The nurse had the biggest tits, and even though she was middle aged, my imagination started flexing. They seemed to have a life of their own, pulsing and straining against the confine of her tight white uniform and I instantly pictured them, bulging out of her uniform, hanging and heavy, naked for me to squeeze, suck and bite. The inevitable happened; I got a rock hard cock stand}

{Eyeing me suspiciously, she put her hand in my gym shorts, inside my underpants, “Just to make sure you’re a boy”, she very quietly whispered into my ear. Lifting her spectacles above her rising brow, as she read my public school medical record, she discovered my erection, and she was very cross indeed~She was immediately suspicious, and she just put her hands inside my shorts and underpants to feel me. “Just making sure you’re a boy, pretty” she whispered gently in my ear. She was reading my health records at the time and when she felt what was happening down there she lifted her spectacles, raised her brow, and looked pissed off.~She was reading my medical record, but she looked up and glanced over the top of her spectacles. She knew Coming towards me, she put her hands into my shorts, under my underpants and squeezed, feeling what was there. “Just making sure you’re a boy, my pretty” she whispered evilly. She was pissed off too, I could se e it in her eyes.}

{In response; she told me what a naughty boy I was, made me drop my shorts and underwear around my ankles, twisted them into a knot and effectively hobbled me, much like leg restraints. She bent me over the examination table and beat me on the ass with the cane. Needless to say I had to stop myself from ejaculating; such was my excitement, not an easy task at age 18~She told me I was a very bad boy and pulled my pants down around my ankles, twisting them in a knot and hobbling my ankles, effectively restraining me. Bending me over the exam table, she took hold of the cane and beat the crap out of my ass. I got so excited I had to stop myself from cumming, no easy feat at 18.~Telling me what a bad boy I am she ripped down my shorts and underwear, twisting them and restraining me by the ankles. She made me bend over the exam bed and whupped my ass good and solid, I loved every minute of it, and had to force myself not to cum all over her exam table. At age 18, tha t kind of restraint isn’t easy}

{She continued her medical examination – all the time with a rather severe frown upon her face. Again, just before she let me go, she eyed me suspiciously, and put her hand inside the front my underpants again, “Just to make sure you’re a boy.” She very quietly whispered in my ear.~When she was finished, she told me to dress and continued the examination. All the time with a severe look on her face Just before she let me out of the office, she put her hand in my pants again “just making sure you’re a boy sweetie”; she again whispered in my ear.~She continued her medical After caning my backside blue, and speaking about what a dirty boy I am. She made me put my pants back on, and continued with her exam as if nothing had happened. As she motioned that she was finished she put her hands in my pants again…“just making sure you’re a boy, pretty”; she whispered in my ear again.}

{I have never been the same since, my taste for bondage was sparked~The school nurse set fire to my bondage fantasies~The school nurse set alight my taste for bondage, I was changed}

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posted by Gerard Duplest on Sep 26

{Jason was feeling very guilty about himself. He had been ogling at the huge bust of his student Denise, and she had caught him in the act. He was feeling uneasy now. Denise was eying him in a very bad way. He was more worried because he had to give his students their grades that day and he had to call each of them individually.~Jason wasn’t feeling very happy right now. His student had caught him staring at her breasts. To make things worse, he had to give his students out their grades today and for that he had to call them one by one. Even Denise, whose boobs he was lustily staring at.~Jason wasn’t too pleased with himself right now. He had allowed himself to be caught staring at his student’s boobs. The student herself had caught him in the act. He was feeling uncomfortable about even looking at Denise right now. But he was a teacher and he had to meet them personally today because he had to give them their grades.}

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{The class was dismissed by the bell. The time had come to give the grades. Well, he better get on with it. He went into another room and asked the students to come over one by one. Deliberately, he kept Denise for the last. After some tepid moments, even that time came. He was staring at the last report card that he had to give out, that of Denise. To make matters worse, there was an ugly F on the card.~The class got over. It was time to dish out the grades. He gingerly moved to the other room and asked the students to come in individually. He stalled on calling Denise because he was feeling strange about it. But then it was the last report card and it was hers. What really complicated matters was that she had scored an F.~When class got over, Jason knew there was no escape. He had to meet each student. He called them over to his room, one by one, to take their grades. He stalled on calling Denise as much as possible. But when he finished everyone else’s grade s, he knew he could stall no more. He had to call Denise. What really complicated the situation was that she had got an F.}

{She came in with a swagger of her big bust. Despite everything, Jason stole a look at it again. When she saw her F, she almost shrieked, and then she cried. She became inconsolable. “I’ll do anything, anything. Please pass me,” she said as she kept juggling those boobs.~She entered purposefully, swinging her boobs. Forgetting what just happened, Jason again got to staring at them. And then she saw her F. It was a regular bout of tears after that. “Please give me the passing grade, I can do anything for you,” she said, heaving her breast.~She came, bouncing her big boobs – the same which he was staring. Forgetting everything that just happened, he again shot a glance in their direction. She saw the F on her card and almost immediately burst into tears. “No, please, please, please pass me. I’ll do anything for you, I promise,” she cried, all the time heaving those breasts of hers.}

{“I don’t know Denise,” Jason said eventually. “You have failed. You can’t pass now.” The next words of Denise held him by surprise. “But there must be something you have wanted to do but cannot. I can help you get that,” she said, now almost suggestively bobbing her bust.~Jason said, “Nothing can be done, Denise. This is a failing grade.” However, Denise said something bizarre just then. “Oh, there are so many things you want but can’t have. I can give you all of them,” she said with her trademark bust movement.~“Denise, you have failed,” Jason spelled it out. “I can’t pass you.” But then Denise said something that really grabbed Jason’s attention. “Oh, we know there are things you want but can’t have. I can give them to you,” she said, and now she was actually bobbing her boobs.}

{Jason felt his cock rise. His mouth went dry. “Yes, you know what I want,” he said. “Yes, I know,” she said. “But one thing,” Jason continued, “I want it different. I want you to dominate me. I want to be your bitch slave,” he said it out. Denise giggled.~There was a slight stir in Jason’s pants at those words. He couldn’t control the urge now. “All right,” he said, “It seems you know what I want, but not quite.” Then a sudden change came over him. “I want to be your pussy,” he whispered to her. She gave out a chuckle.~Jason’s penis stirred inside his jeans. His mouth lost its wetness. She continued, “So will you have these and pass me?” Jason knew everyone else was doing it, so what the heck He told her shamelessly, “Alright, I do need them that bad, but I want something special.” “What?” she asked. “Make me your man slave,” he said. Denise laughed out loud.}

{It was now twelve hours to that. The cold was getting a bit too much. It was almost lashing at his naked body. The clamps on his nipples were feeling heavy as lead now. He was bent down, naked, with his arms through his legs and catching his ears. His cock has been erect for many hours now, tied with a rope to a hook on the floor. There was a dildo in his ass.~Half a day has passed now. It is getting to be cold and Jason is feeling it all the more because he is completely naked. The steel clamps on his nipples are now biting coldly along with the pain. He is a very humiliating position as well – his hands are passed through his legs and he is holding his ears. His cock never stopped being erect from the time he submitted. It is painfully tied with some rope that has its other end tied around a hook on the floor. A dildo is training his asshole.~12 hours later, it was getting too cold for Jason. The cold was biting him everywhere, especially because he was star k naked. There were clamps on his nipples. They were suddenly feeling heavier because of the cold. She had kept him bent down, with his arms between his legs and holding his ears with his fingers. His erection had persisted for most of his punishment, and was sustained by a rope that bound it and stretched it to the floor. A black dildo ravaged his exposed asshole.}

{She was sitting in front of him, and he could see her, upside down. She was in a leather dress, cut off at her boobs which he wanted to suck but could not right now. She was with a whip in her hand and was lashing at his bare ass every few minutes.~His mistress was right there on the couch and he could see her downside up. She was attired in a slinky black leather outfit which was open at the bust. He could see those lovely boobs in his kinky position, but he could not reach or taste them. And he was getting lashed on the butt with a whip as well.~She was sitting right there, checking out his ass. He could see her upside down. She had put on a leather dominatrix dress which was open at the breasts. This was what Jason wanted but couldn’t get them till his mistress ordered he could. The whip in her hand intimidated him. Every few minutes, she gave his back and ass a sound whipping.}

{She got up and came up to him. It was whipping time again. This time it was too much. He pissed on the floor. She made him rise and lie on his own piss. Then she removed her leather garment and sat on his face. She ordered him to lick her.~After a while, she rose. She brought the whip. He got it again. However, this time the pain was intense. He shamefully pissed. She made him sleep in his own piss. She got naked as well. She sat directly on his face. She made him tongue her pussy.~Now she came closer to him. It was whipping time. Jason yowled in pain. Though he controlled, he couldn’t stop the piss from flowing out of his cock onto the floor. She released him, and made him lie on the piss. She undressed, and sat right on his face. His cunt was open on his nose and mouth. She ordered him to give her some of his tongue.}

{She bent down and took his cock in her mouth. It was heaven. Her boobs fell flat on his chest. He came in her mouth. She quivered on his tongue.~Then she reached out with her mouth and took his cock in. He felt this was exactly was paradise must be like. Her breasts were brushing against his chest. He let go off his cum in her mouth. She had an orgasm right there, on his face, as well.~Then she bent and reached out to take his penis in her mouth. Her breasts rubbed against his chest. He was so hot with everything that he let go his cum right in her mouth. His tonguing made her cum as well – she shook vigorously while sitting on his face.}

{Denise got the passing grade. She is sure to pass as long as she has Jason, squatting naked with a dildo up his ass in her dungeon.~Denise passed the exam. In fact, she doesn’t worry about some of her forthcoming exams as well, because she’s got her slave Jason bent over in her dungeon with a huge dildo buried deep in his ass, all tied up.~Denise passed. She keeps passing now, because she had Jason sitting naked on a huge dildo in her dungeon every evening.}

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posted by Gerard Duplest on Jul 6

{She looked up at me and, in a very commanding tone, said “sit down, and keep me company then”. I immediately sat down, transfixed by her stare. I started making small talk with her when she grabbed my thigh. Not only did it catch me by surprise, it turned me on.~“Yes”, she said in a commanding and mesmerizing tone. I sat down and asked her the usual questions. Her gaze was doing things to me and when she grabbed my thigh, I was so turned on. Surprised, but turned on.~“Why don’t you sit down and enjoy it with me then”, she said in a commanding tone. I was mesmerized by her gaze and I sat down without even thinking about it. I asked her where she was from and her reply was to grab my thigh. It was unexpected to say the least, but one thing that wasn’t a surprise was my dick going hard.}

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{She ignored the fact that she just grabbed my thigh and continued with the conversation. Her hand inched further and further up my thigh until my dick could sense her. She was down to the maraschino cherry of her drink. She took it out of the glass and sucked it while looking at me. At the same time, her hand grabbed my dick and started stroking it.~She continued with the conversation like nothing had happened. My dick was already hard and I could feel her hand gradually travelling up my thigh. She took the maraschino cherry out and sucked it. While I was busy being transfixed by her stare, she grabbed my cock in her hand and rubbed me up and down.~She answered my question and made no mention of what just happened. I asked her where she worked and her hand crept further up my thigh until it was near my penis. She looked at me and sucked her maraschino cherry. At the same time, she took my cock in her hands and stroked it up and down.}

{“Let’s go to my place” she said and I just followed her. We made out all the way to her place in the cab. I was hungry for her and there was a certain animalistic way in which she devoured my kisses. She was now rubbing my dick hard and I let my fingers get lost in her cum.~We hailed a cab and made our way to her place. I was fingering her sweet pussy and enjoying the wetness while she was stroking my very hard dick all the way to her place. She consumed my kisses with a hunger I hadn’t experienced in a while.~She asked me if I wanted to go to her place and I managed a nod. She played with my dick in the cab while I drowned my fingers in her wetness. There was a certain urgency with which she responded to my kisses.}

{When we got to her place, she immediately instructed me to take my clothes off and to close my eyes. She then tied a blindfold around my eyes. However this was not the end of my surprise. She started kissing my hand and then very slowly, handcuffed them to the bed post.~We kissed all the way up the stairs and once we were in her apartment, she made me take off my clothes and close my eyes. She kissed my neck and very stealthily, tied a blindfold over my eyes. I was so caught up in the whole thing that I did not even notice her cuffing me to the bed until I heard the clang of the handcuffs.~We got to her place and she started ripping my clothes off. “Close your eyes” she said, and she wrapped a blindfold around them. When she handcuffed me to the bed stand, I could not object.}

{She asked me if I trusted her, and if I wanted her. The answer to the second question was definitely yes, so I went along. I felt a slight thrill at the prospect of what was to come next.~“Do you want me?” she said. I said yes. “Do you trust me?” she said. I would have let her do anything to me. I felt a tingling feeling in anticipation of what was coming next.~I was enjoying her kisses when she asked me if I wanted her. I moaned yes. When she asked me if I trusted her, I was already too weak to say no. I felt a chill run up my body caused by the uncertainty of what was going to happen.}

{Then she placed an ice cold washcloth on my dick which made me go flaccid. Afterwards, she placed a metal ring around my cock. I was beginning to rebel against this turn of events when she let me suck her fingers – her cum covered fingers.~My hardness instantly dissipated once she placed a frigid washcloth on my dick. Once I went flaccid, she put on a metal cock ring around it. I was beginning to feel uneasy when she stroked my face with her wet fingers. Her cum was all over my face and I could taste it.~She wrapped my hard dick with an ice cold washcloth, and I lost it. Then, when I had deflated, she put a metal ring around my penis. I wanted to protest, but she immediately shushed me by letting me suck her fingers. They were covered with her wetness and it tasted sweet.}

{I began to swell again until the metal ring was too small for my cock. I wanted the pain to stop when she sat on my dick and began riding it. It hurt, but it was still the most intense pleasure I had ever experienced.~I immediately went hard again. Once it grew to the size of the cock ring, it began to hurt. I wanted to scream for the pain to stop but she straddled me and let my dick in her. I had never experienced anything like that before.~I instantly went hard again but this time, the metal ring stopped my swelling. I couldn’t stop though, and the pain was driving me crazy. All of a sudden she gets on top of me and impales herself on my dick. Never before had I experienced such pain and such pleasure at the same time.}

{I could hear her scream madly, and I knew I was about to cum. However, in that instant, something stopped me. Those damn cock rings! I could hear breathe in and out fast, and moan and groan and writhing on top of me. At least she was having an orgasm.~The intense pleasure I was feeling, and her screams only made me want to cum. There was something blocking my orgasm – the cock rings. I could tell that at least she was having an orgasm because of the way that she was moaning and screaming. I wish I could see that.~I could feel myself coming to an orgasm. The only problem was that the cock ring wouldn’t let me have one. Her screams and moans get louder and louder, and then she starts writhing around on my dick. She had her orgasm. That makes one of us.}

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posted by Gerard Duplest on Jun 27

{I work as a secretary to my boss. It was one of those places where you just do your job and go home. There weren’t many people in the establishment either. Among my various jobs, I have to check the business emails and send the important ones to my boss’ personal email id. It is an easy job, I am loving it.~I am a secretary in a small firm. People mostly mind their own business here. No sweat! I have a few simple tasks to do here, including checking emails. I filter the unwanted ones and send the important ones to the boss’ id.~I work as a smalltime secretary in a smalltime firm. Not much work here. My own work is quite simple – just read the emails the company gets and forward the important ones to the boss. Easy job; I am enjoying it here.}

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{Sometimes I feel I was leading a double life. There I was, looking all somber at my desk job in the daytime. And when the nights came I put on my second identity. My BDSM life. People in the know called me Lady Tyranna.~In the early days, this desk job was difficult for me. This was not me. I have a completely different life outside. In the evenings, people call me Lady Tyranna. I love being with my slaves more than at this desk. Yes, you got it right. I am a dominatrix.~But what I miss in the few hours of the day I am working is my alternate life. My BDSM life. I miss the twinks who call me Lady Tyranna. I miss the nighttimes when I am a totally different person.}

{It was a particularly boring day at the job when I decided to go through some of my more colorful personal email. I had a desk and computer to my own in a discreet corner of the office so that was possible. I logged in to my Lady Tyranna id and checked the email. Among the dozens of emails I had got the last night was one from Cole. It was a particularly short one – “Am still punished, Lady Tyranna. Waiting for evening when you will come untie me. – Your slave, Cole”~But that changed one day. It was a boring afternoon when there weren’t many emails to check. I decided to check my own personal emails. I have a computer of my own, so that was not a problem. I logged in to my Lady Tyranna id and checked what was new. Much was new. About 12 emails. One of them caught my eye – “The punishment is still on, Lady Tyranna. Can’t wait for when you will come and untie me. – Your obedient slave, Cole.”~However, luckily, I wasn’t meant to live a double ! identity for long. One particular day when the company email inbox was sluggish, I thought I would check mine, which was decidedly more adventurous. I logged in on my alternate id which only a few selected people knew and saw what I had got. There was a very interesting one among the dozens of others – “Still punished. Still naked. Still tied. Waiting for Lady T for release. – Slave Cole.”}

{I smiled. Thinking of how I had stripped and tied him nude on the computer chair made me wet. I composed a reply – “Your tyrant will be back. Stay as you are, bitch. – Lady T” And I sent it. And then suddenly it dawned on me. There was a shadow over my shoulder. It was him – my boss.~Good! I loved this slave. Barely 20 and very much yielding. I had tied his legs and torso to the computer chair this morning, without a stitch of clothing on his body. He would sit that way till I returned. I replied. “Wait for your mistress, bitch. – Lady T.” And then I saw it. He – my boss – was looking over my shoulder at the screen.~I enjoyed that one. The sight of slave Cole sitting with his legs and torso tied to the computer chair where I sat this morning made me horny. I shot a reply. “Don’t email. Your punishment increases. – Lady T.” As I hit the ‘send’ button, I became aware I was being watched. Indeed I was, my boss was staring on the moni! tor like a hawk.}

{Ten minutes later he called me in. I was worried, but then I thought what he has got to do with my personal life. I went in.~He called me in about 10 minutes later. I had decided I wouldn’t worry. After all, it was my personal life.~It was a good 10 minutes after which he called me in. I was nervous, but not worried. What I was personally was none of his business.}

{It was casual talk, at least for a while. He gave me some work. I was readying to move out, when he said, “I love it too.” At first, I didn’t understand. Then he rolled up his sleeves. I saw them. I saw his wrists. They had red marks on them. I instantly understood.~The surprising thing was that he didn’t tell me anything apart from routine work. I thought he was done and I was moving out, when he said, “I like it too.” I didn’t get it at first. Then, he lifted his shirt sleeves up. What I saw underneath made me understand what he meant. I saw red marks on his wrists.~However, it wasn’t that at all. He did some work talk, some small talk and then said, “I am one too.” I did not get it initially. Then he rolled his shirt sleeves up. I saw his wrists. I understood what he meant. The wrists were red and sore.}

{I am one of those few women whose bosses are their slaves. He calls me Lady T too. Right now, as I sit typing this, I am in his cabin, on his chair. He is sitting on the floor, naked, wrists tied to his ankles, back red from the recent flogging. He is watching fearfully at the big strap-on that I have kept on his desk, ready for him. It is punishment time for him.~Today, our equation has changed. I am the boss, he is my slave. I am Lady T for him also. Even right now, as I am writing this from his computer in his room, he is down there on the floor – without a stitch on his body and his wrists and ankles tied together. His back is red where he just got the whip. He is eying warily at the huge strap-on on the desk. Everything is set – his time for punishment is now.~Now, things are different. My boss is my boss only in name. He is now my slave. I am his Lady T. Even now, I have him waiting. I am writing this from his office cabin on his PC. He is sitting ther! e on the ground, completely naked, his legs folded and his ankles and wrists tied together. He waits for punishment. His back is red from the whipping he got not 15 minutes ago. He has a strap-on waiting for him. It’s here. On my desk. He is looking at it with fear. It is time now!}

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posted by Gerard Duplest on Feb 19

{Most of us have never tried bondage sex and so they never know how good or bad it can be. Most are just put off by all those gags and masks and do not even want to try it. But, everything needs trying out at least once. And considering that there are so many blogs about people raving about this kind of sexual lifestyle, it would not be completely wrong to try it out with your partner at least once, would it?~Going by the thousands of people speaking so highly about bondage sex and all the excitement it gives, there must be something about it after all. If you have never tried bondage sex before, chances are that you will not know what kinds of excitements it holds. If done safely and consensually, bondage sex could be a great way of sexual role-playing. You would do well to try it out once at least with your partner so that you know what you are missing.~If you are thinking about making a beginning with a bondage sex lifestyle with your partner, then you must kn! ow about the world fully first. This is a highly exciting world to be in, but there are certain things to remember. Check out the Internet; you will find people raving about their bondage games. If you want the same kind of excitement in your life too, read this completely. And yes, remember that everything is worth trying out within limits at least once.}

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{Remember that a lot of people are sensitive about bondage sex. You do not want to frighten your partner and make them run away from you! The best way is to build an atmosphere and broach the topic slowly.~If you are trying to ask your partner whether they would indulge in bondage sex with you, you have to do that very carefully. There is quite a lot of misapprehension about bondage sex and you might actually scare them if you are too abrupt.~One of your biggest obstacles would be to get your partner to be willing for bondage role-play. If they are conservative, they might even be appalled or scared stiff by the idea. You do not want to mar your relationship, so broach the subject carefully.}

{Start out with harmless stuff such as tying their hands with stockings or something simple like that. If you find they are enjoying, you can ask them if they want to try out something kinkier.~When into your normal sexual sessions with them, you could introduce some innocuous elements of bondage sex to begin with. Tie them up with lace or stockings and see if they get more aroused. If they do, you might try pushing the bar a little further.~A good idea is to introduce some light bondage elements in your normal sexual activity. Like, you could tie them or allow to be tied up yourself with something gentle like a stocking. See if the sexual excitement in the room increases. If it does, you could begin trying out some more raunchy stuff.}

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{There are so many things pertaining to bondage sex out there and some of them are really dangerous! It is good to understand what these things can really do before you use them. Cock and ball torture equipment and nipple clamps may look sexy, but do you really want to use them on yourself?~There’s a whole world of bondage sex equipment available on the Internet. You might be tempted to use the kinkiest of them, but take it slowly. Some of these things could be really painful, especially if you are a beginner and you don’t know how to use them correctly. There are devices like nipple clamps and scrotal gags that experts in bondage use. But if you are just starting out, you must steer clear of such devices.~There are many equipments and devices to help you with your sexual bondage games. Just take a look at the online stores and you will see. But be careful of what you buy. There are some real hardcore devices out there. Things like clamps for the balls and the ni! pples may turn you on infinitely but you must know that they can be painful and must not be used by beginners.}

{Always remember to ask your partner’s consent before using anything on them. Do this before the sexual activity begins. The Internet blogs will help you research on such stuff.~Do remember the basic ethics of asking your partner about using any bondage device on them. Check out the Internet, especially the blogs, and you will find reviews on what equipment other people are using.~Whatever you buy, let your partner know about it beforehand. The excitement is theirs too; don’t forget that. Read reviews of the devices on the Internet and see what users have to say about them.}

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{Another thing to do before you begin is to determine how far you would go. Set limits for the activities you are trying out. You could establish some words or gestures that would indicate your partner to stop when things start getting too rough. Also, you must decide in advance who would be the dominant and who would be the submissive partner if you are trying some role-playing bondage sex.~Decide from the beginning how adventurous you would be. Speak with your partner before starting the act. You could select some code words to tell each other to go easy if it gets uncomfortable. One more thing that needs to be decided is who would dominate and who would submit in this sexual bondage game.~Sexual bondage role-play becomes safe only if everyone involved knows how far they can go. You must establish roles with your partner – who would be the dominant and who would be the submissive partner? You must also set the right limits. Use of some code words that the sub! missive partner can use to make the dominant understand that things are going far is a good idea.}

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