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abina had been talking to Max for at least 5 months. They met online but were thousands of miles from each not to mention daily responsibilities. Both were trim as they worked out consistently.

Sabina preferred dancing at the clubs to aerobics and Max loved the iron at his local gym. Both caught the eye of the opposite sex but Sabina admitted she also caught the attention of her own, either way it was always appreciated. Both lived their lives in denial of their ages, the late ...

I was up early the way I do. Bike Boy had spent the night after a wicked-fun election party, and at some point he woke up and came to sit next to me at the computer. There was something in his face...

We were in bed with our clothes off. He asked me to masturbate for him, and I was able to get three fingers into my ass while he played with my clit and watched. He told me to lie on my stomach, and bound my arms behind my back with his belt. He put a fingertip into my ass, slowly, gently. ...

little new to report today. i was late getting home from my vanilla job, so Mistress and i had little time to play. She did however inform me that henceforth, i'll be squatting when i pee.

yours,
kitten

So, I've long had a desire to experiement with my submissive side, but it has always been a struggle to get my wife to indulge me.

Something must have snapped in her though. Two days ago, she decided that she would indeed be my domme and I her subbie. She promptly decided that a name change was in order, and I went from "Chad" to "kitten."

Today, when I got home from work, I was met by yet another surprise. Mistress had me strip ...

i hate chat rooms, i hate feeling that i take stuff even remotely serious. i hate myself for that more then i can even put into words. Actually writing this with tears streaming down my face, because i just simply have to put my emotions and feelings into words, so perhaps i will learn from it, perhaps i will look back and shake my head and will not get things get to me like they do. I mean it's just a chat room right?
i have met some great people here .. one more then just great and i thought ...

Yes, i'm already breaking my usual rule; this blog is largely about me because i feel that i need to say it on record. Don't get me wrong if this is the first time you've been to my blog, though - i'm not so innocent as to think that i'm the center of any world (my own included,) and you'll find that my other entries are much different.

i haven't been here that long, but i have met some wonderful people so far (and some not so wonderful, lol, but it's the former that i concern myself ...

Hey everyone...I'm newish to the forums, but I've been nestled in the mustier parts of the chat room for a while, now.

Initially I thought about doing something in the forum to introduce myself, but I have at least two reasons that I chose a blog instead.

The first, (and the irony isn't lost on me here), is that I like to maintain a little more control and permanence over my work. When I say my work, I don't mean being dom. Being a dom is an extra benefit--the cream ...

Not even the events of the afternoon had prepared Kris for what she
found upon entering the dining room. The large hall was ablaze with light
from the crystal candelabra, reflecting from the china and silver on the
table. Rising from his place at the head of the table, the Marquis took
her hand and led her to the seat at his right, gently lifted the chair
into place and assumed his seat. With a slight motion of his hand, the
Marquis signalled the waiter ...

Here goes some more ramblings from someone like me.
I have been lurking a bit in the chat here and actually to the point now that i say hello so some of the girls. It is an easy place to just sit and watch and learn. And yes i'm learning. But here is my question and my thoughts on something. For the second time in about a couple of weeks now someone sorta got upset with me, because i did not address him with Sir. I have given this a great deal of thought and i'm still not sure how to handle ...

After what seems an indeterminably long wait she suddenly hears a click in the lock. A tall man, a man she has not seen before, steps into the room, barefoot, wearing a white cotton bathrobe.

As soon as the door clicks shut behind him, he drops his bathrobe to the floor. A naked, bare chest, very muscular, well-endowed male with broad shoulders, long, flowing dark hair, looks around the small room and settles his gaze on aspen who, after over ten months of forced nudity, has never ...