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Right, if I jump in, we now have ummm........
Looks back over shoulder at who's contributed to the search......
Kaori, Erotic, subwife, nikita, LTP, slavecat, OS, sam's jaz....and I now make 9!! :D
Only need one more sub, ya'll!
:help:
Meanwhile, I'm writing down all the references, including chapters and quotes.....keep 'em coming Dom's! I'll soon have the entire thing written down anyway!! *cackles* :cool:
Hey, Katmandu thanks for joining the forces. Still need to get the decoder ring though. Otherwise writing all the references down isn't going to mean anything. Have any ideas on how to break into the breifcase? The damn screw driver actually broke on me while trying to pry it open.Quote:
Originally Posted by Katmandu
Wonder how nibble's did with Hunter last night......Hope she remembered the mission.......
Orchid....(looking around) where did you go?
LTP-I am interested in what ideas you come up with.
Sam's Jas...come out of the corner with your cherries and share with us any suggestions.
Nibbles I am still waiting for the vanilla Redi Whip........must be too preoccupied with Hunter to remember to hand over the Redi Whip.
Nikita thanks for lunch......hhhmmmm what exactly did we plan? I have been preoccupied with LTP's suggestion with the Redi Whip all over my body for Master to lick off......(fades out)
to steal a line "Fear not"Quote:
Originally Posted by submissivewife
Orchidsoul will be with you shortly. I just have to finish cleaning all this rediwhip off her cooling buns. :Tasty:
Your
truly Mad
Lews :D
OK tried the cool whip and cherries on Master, that ring is nowhere to be found. :D
I am going to rest my tired jaws. I checked every inch of his body, only got distracted a couple of times. :eek:
Searched the house up and down, no book. :mad:
I am starting to think they have a cloaking device that hides those things for them. :dunno:
"It will never guess, my Precious. It will never find our secret. It IS good for eating though....."
Just ask LTP....I used to be a secret agent for the SUB-B-I.
You realize of course, LTP that that whipped creme could possibly compromise the workings of the decoder ring.
You need something non-milk based...like FLAVOURED OILS!
Hey, and it's good for unlocking stubborn briefcases, too!
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Originally Posted by submissivewife
Ooh Ooh! I just happen to have a jar of body chocolate sauce I picked
up at the candy store that I'm willing to donate to the Cause!
BTW sumissivewife, I just happen to have an 18volt Black and Decker cordless drill. Wanna' borrow that for the briefcase? ;)
Yes! What a great idea. If that doesn't work then I will use some flavored oils alura has mentioned. Although, I will have to try those on Master first along with the Redi Whip. :pQuote:
Originally Posted by Katmandu
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Originally Posted by chksng19
:D :D :D
Pej
And Alura makes 10!!
LMAO!! I'm touched (think hair brush)... really ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by nikita
Thank you Mad... you sure know how to reward punitive damages :D
*will be back to play shortly*
You're most welcome my flowery one. Just remember I've got a stiff one (hair brush) and a tub of cool whip for your blushing buns should you ever be mis- behavin again.Quote:
Originally Posted by orchidsoul
The not so Mad
Lews
The super sleuth is on the job and ready to do her duty, mamn.Quote:
Originally Posted by orchidsoul
Sorry for my brief absence ladies,
I've been a little under the weather since that lunch date with sub wife. Wrong lunch choice did me in. The famed kielbasa sausage got stuck in my craw and I felt like it was cumming out of both ends for awhile. :eek:
But, on another note...how about a parallel topic for subbies playground? Perhaps some of you ladies care share your experiences about playing with your dom and going 'under.' More specifically, what makes you go 'under?' If some don't know what I'm talking about, stay tuned, reading is learning.
For instance, this from LTP has been running in my head, and being the nosy instigator that I am, thought others might be nosy too. :D
:dunno:Quote:
I'm also gonna have to try and be aware of my freakin' surroundings...which I must say is rather difficult when he is dominating me....hey....maybe that's in the guidebook!! To keep your sub totally horny so she can't think of anything else!! What do ya'll think??
Submissive wife:
I remember reading Slavecat was having a wildly vocal dream. During her dream, she was babbling something about anal sex. Her Dom took advantage of the situation and woke her up with a stiff one where the sun don't shine.Quote:
watch out nibbles. don't let him distract you from the mission! dom's do tend to do that.
It's always fun to share, isn't it? Wanna give it a go? I hope it's not talking 'out of school' or is it?;)
Nikita
P.S. (I'm sticking my neck out here...) Orchid soul? Sub wife, Sam's jaz, Kat, nibbles, anybody?
Okay Nikita sug (think of sugar w/o the ar on the end...it's a southern thing:D )....I thought I would post something for you about one of those times when I just lost all touch with reality! This occured during one of my many visits with Max, who was my teacher/Dom. Not a real teacher....lol....he just taught me alot about bdsm...now he is just a friend as we have gone our separate ways.....but oh what wonderful memories he left with me!:) Before the following scene...he had given me my first enema!:eek: :yuck: It was terribly humiliating, but what it lead up to was anything butt!:p This is from my personal journal:
Well Max was gentle and patient and took his time. He started with a small probe, then his fingers. I had also brought along toys he had instructed me to purchase, and which he helped pay for! One was a vibrating butt plug. Now mind you when I bought the thing it didn't look so damn big in the picture!! But it was at least 4-5 inches long! He patiently worked that inside me and when he turned on the vibrator...wow! Anal is awesome! After he fucked my ass with it a bit, he finally let me feel him inside my pussy! It was my first DP!! Well sorta! LOL! After a while he had me sit up with the plug still up my butt, and as he stimulated my clit, I rode that plug like there was no tomorrow! And I came!! After asking for permission of course! I never thought it could happen but it did! Later he fucked my ass while I worked a dildo in and out of my pussy. At this point all I was doing was feeling...I was not thinking at all and before I knew it I came! I apologized to Max for cumming without permission and he made me get on all fours while he worked the dildo in and out of my ass. And for some reason...I guess I felt badly for cumming without asking, but I really think it was just due to so many overwhelming emotions...I just started to cry. I felt like I had let him down.:( He stopped right away and pulled me close to find out what was wrong. He cuddled me and held me and repeated several times over that I did not mess up! That I had not let him down and it was his fault for not realizing that I wasn't aware! He told me how beautiful I am when I cum and how happy he was that he found me!
Not sure if that's what you had in mind Nikita....but was I ever out of it...I guess I may have been in overload, I'm not really sure....but he made me feel better afterwards and that was the important thing to me...well after those awesome cums of course!:D
Okay...whose next??:D :p
LTP:
Where did our friends go?:confused:
Nikita
Beats me Nikita sug:dunno: ....maybe I overdid it with my little story!:oQuote:
Originally Posted by nikita
Maybe we should just stick to the original plan....trying to find the Dom manuel and decoder ring....although according to Sam'sJasmine...it seems we now have to search for a cloaking device too!:eek:
Unless someone somewhere is just working up the nerve to post one of their r/l adventures!:rolleyes:
Of course there is always the chance that Hunter, or Mad Lews, or Sir Chuck, or Pejanon has someone sorta tied up!:D
Whatcha think??
Naw, I checked...they haven't posted for at least a week. :rolleyes: I bet they'll love your post...I know I did!Quote:
Beats me Nikita sug ....maybe I overdid it with my little story!
I have a few essays that can be massaged to add to this topic...might get the ball rolling. :eek: (Did I really say that?)
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Unless someone somewhere is just working up the nerve to post one of their r/l adventures!:rolleyes:
You don't really think these guys would get their paws dirty here do you?;)Quote:
Of course there is always the chance that Hunter, or Mad Lews, or Sir Chuck, or Pejanon has someone sorta tied up!:D
Stay tuned...:DQuote:
Whatcha think??
Actually, I have been checking every day for a new post and I like the new direction. Only I have been having a hard time coming up with a story as good as LTP's. I need to look through my journal to see if I have anything half as exciting as LTP and nakita. I will get back with you even if it is not as exciting. :oQuote:
Originally Posted by nikita
OH.... and I loved both your accounts of your experiences. Although I am still wondering if I need to keep pestering Master for the decoder ring, manuals, notes and the cloak........ Still going to have to find time to have Master do the Redi Whip thing. :p
Where did nibbles go??????
Yeah, I like it the idea! Actually, many eons ago, I started a thread about almost the same thing~ titled "Let's Really Get To Know Each Other". Hmmm, link is:
http://www.bdsmlibrary.com/forums/showthread.php?t=1577
When I have something, I'll add it here, though. :)
Hi girls!
We were wondering where y'all were. :D Kat, I followed that link you posted...Wow! Maybe we can continue that here and get that Sam's Jaz to post another one of her episodes...AND, you're no slouch either.
Subwife...I'm on your planet as far as the 'hot' content that LTP posted to start the ball rolling (did I....?) However, it takes a lot of different seasonings to make a good gumbo!
I'll be posting something short soon. LTP's will be hard to beat for you and I, (maybe not?) but it will be fun and inspiring to hear the others' postings. This excercise could spur us on to push some 'buttons?' Capisca?
Oh, and Ranai, how some comments and direction here? :eek: Suggestions or insights, poke a little fun? Maybe some experiences or tasks you have knowledge of could inspire some activity over the following cold months.
While working on a few essays, I'll be checking frequently for ideas!
Oh, by the way, experiences should cover cyber, even if it's all you've experienced.;) Don't want to leave anyone out! (Think someone could twist Nibbles' arm to add to this thread?)
I'm Trouble Y'all!
Nikita
P.S. Men/boys are welcome to join in, please.
zzzzzzz - WHAT!
I do not take kindly to being tied up when asleep. Try that when I am awake.
Since you ladies thrive on hints....
Look in the mirror. See any Dom/mes there. No? .... too bad....
seems decloakers, rings and high tech stuff will not help you much.
The book is fractaled, you see. Special eyes only...
but DO go on....:D
Pej
and confessions I love....:)
Natasha
Sir's idea wafted in my head like cigarette smoke. I didn't know it was a 'task.' "Look into her eyes and think of IT. It take's only 15 seconds for God's sake!" Think of WHAT?! His cigarette smoke was coming out of my ears.
A sheer camisole jumped out of my drawer into my hand as I was getting ready for my facial with Natasha. The Cosabella is a special piece for me, a confection. Whisper white, delicate and sprinkled with little white flowers, it is a showy curtain for my window. The rest of my clothes, well washed and faded, consisted of black jeans and sweater. But this camisole made me feel dressed up under my clothes.
Today was a beautiful day and I was going to see one of my favorite people.
I arrived early and there she was, looking at her watch, waiting for a late client. She smiled like sunshine at my arrival. Tasha was in for a treat today. I was going to show her my camisole WITHOUT showing her my camisole.
"Niki! I haven't seen you in...what?...six months?"
We gave each other warm, bust squeezing hugs, her breasts in my face and mine at her tummy. Although this is a very satisfying greeting, I end up feeling somewhat like a pet.
"Oh no...not that long. Wasn't it May? Remember? The gift certificate from my husband?"
It was obvious we were very happy to be in each other's presence.
"What special think do you vant me to do for today?" she said sweetly as I gazed at her lush lips.
Natasha reminds me of vodka and caviar, lush fur and the smell of ripe figs.
"The usual. I just can't wait to feel your magic hands on my face, whisking all my troubles away."
If it were me, I'd be blushing, but Tasha knows she's good. And how!
Tasha gives her customers privacy as they change from their clothing into spa clothes. Most women demand privacy when changing, and rightly so, (me too, especially if it's my Mother.) I didn't mind if she stuck around while I took my clothes off to put on the spa strapless tunic. But today, I had a dare to fulfill, a personal best. After all, it's just us girls, and you know how that ended. (Smirk.)
One of the reasons I like the Russian princess is that she's a lot like me, an earthy paradox. That sounds pretty arrogant. I like her because she's like me. The point is, paradoxical women are an anomaly, so we stick together, like magnets to metal.
Let me describe Tasha, because you know ME just a little. She's tall, big boned but thin, (that's the opposite of me,) huge hazel eyes, lush, juicy lips, very quiet demeanor, and has the aura of a saint. But, behind closed doors she loosens up, just a little. After I start the ball rolling with jokes and admissions, she will contribute her own. Give her a little vodka, and she unleashes herself! But, I don't think she would need a little vodka with me. I'm her American mirror.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not a girly girl. Tasha's not a girly girl. We are 'soul' sisters, in many ways. She sees it and I admit it. We talk the usual talk but every time, it gets MORE revealing. She is a little more talented than I at the tactic. (I think.)
Back to Sir's game, 'look at her for just 15 seconds, in her EYES, and do what?! OK! this is what.
Today, two things happened with that freaking '15 seconds' dare. :eek: I still can't believe it.
While chatting with Tasha, my clothes flew off quickly. I stood there, in panties with matching Cosabella camisole, complete with stiffened nipples, and looked at her eyes for 15 seconds, (I had to count in my head,) before I whipped it off and covered up with the tunic. She watched in stunned silence.
Finally, she commented on the camisole, "Ees this Cosabella?"
Laughter peeled out of my mouth and she got it. She laughed too, very hard.
"Oh Nikita, you pulled a goot one this time. I vill be tellink my husband about you." she admonished.
Sir, that was not all. I will tell you the second part later. This part has taken an hour to write. The next part is not so dramatic, but it deserves telling. Hope this gets you off to a good day. (That didn't sound right, did it?)
Nikita
Nikita, sorry I have been busy and distracted, but I am back.
Kat, loved re-reading that link you posted. I got quite warm when I got to mine and remembered the scene.
LTP, how wonderful for you to have such a good Master.
Damn n blast this fruitless book hunt. I am getting very frustrated with cloaking devices, decoder rings, and tiny little hints of chapters.
The fun part has been trying to get Sam to slip up and give me little clues. The wonderful things that can happen with chocolate sauce, whipped cream and cherries have made it worthwhile. Poor Sam gives me this look when I get that glint in my eye.
He has informed me I am on a tight leash, no fooling around with his body, he has real life duties to take care of. So I will slow down on the book search at tell you a tale of a slightly distracted sub that was learning her true desires.
Losing control...
I had to be encouraged to enjoy pain. I wanted it, got hot reading and thinking about it. The only problem was, in my fantasies, the Master had no concern about how much I was enjoying it, he just got his excitement from it. I had a mind set against wanting something like "that", good girls didn't do that. So Master always started slow and worked his way into it. He would usually stop just before I felt I was at my limit. He always read me well. There was always that point I couldn't get past. The problem was he knew inside this body I could go farther, my brain was holding me back.
One time about a year into our meetings, he started beating my ass with the crop (his favorite) and I was slowly letting that barrier down.
I knew he was really turned on with the idea of me getting hot and begging for more, a pain slut, so I started thinking of the enjoyment he was getting, and my pussy started getting wet. My hips started swaying as I began to stimulate myself by rocking back and forth as the crop struck my ass. I began to move into the swing of the crop and felt my pussy getting wetter and wetter with each stroke. I got to the point where all I felt were the stinging slaps on my ass, the pain residue, and my very wet pussy. He saw this as he continued to whip me. I don't know the sequence, but I went into this space of just being parts, my hot stinging sore ass, my aroused wet, near climactic pussy, and this wonderful Master who was enjoying it. We were all sort of connected by this invisible string into my mind that was totally controlled by my arousal. So I gave into all the things I was feeling, wanting, begging for and needing. I had the most wonderful pain induced orgasm, then curled into my Masters arms, it was so intense! I sometimes still have a hard time getting past that "certain" point, but the first time of letting go will stay in my mind and be remembered as one of our best.
Now if you will excuse me I need to go cool down, wonder if I can entice Master.....mmmmmmm.....
Mmmm...(heavy breathing)..ungghh...'scuse me 2, Jazzy..ahem...be back later...(Aaarrghhhhhh)Quote:
Originally Posted by Sam'sJasmine
Hey, babe--- no problem. I was married to a senior systems analyst for 16 years.
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Originally Posted by pejanon
As she handed my the robe, (a wrap around towel with velcro that fastens above the BOOBs)...By now, my nips turned from stiff nubs to bullets. (exhibitionist?) Sometimes I think Tasha's just like that gynecologist, but it just 'ain't' so.
By this time, she figured out I was playing some kind of game. Tasha motioned for me to lay down on the toweled, padded treatment table. There is a big spotlight above my head that Tasha uses to examine the face, real close up. I couldn't gauge her face, but I FELT she was smirking at my playful game. Actually is was YOUR playful game, Sir, that put me in this uncomfortable position!
She(?) got me to such a relaxed state that I easily reached that 'place' where there are no holds barred, a place I couldn't get to on the gynecologist's table. As I floated above my body, hands touched my face and blew little kisses on my neck. I giggled and tried to squirm away. If I squirmed, however, I'd fall off the table, so there was a CONstraint. Back to my 'place'...
Cuffs restrained my arms to the sides of the table, ankles too. The heat level rose. I couldn't scream in pleasure or agony so self control was a must.
A warm wet tongue caressed my aerole, stopped a little to suck it very hard, a tongue caress again, then a sharp bite, tongue again...
Oh my God...I have to take a break from this...(I really did take a break, two hours...OMG...Sir, what did you dooo to me?)
Back now...whew...
Let's see, warm, hands worked their way gently over my torso, the calluses caused a not too unpleasant sensation to my already sensitive body. The finger made circles around my belly button, the lips visited my nipples again and pulled gently on the rings. The hand meandered down to my smooth, but itchy pussy. Pussy humped toward the hand but couldn't reach it. Damn! The hand moved to the place where I wanted it. Yes...yes...oh yeah...and gently pulled ONE labia. The other one...it's over there, come back...you missed it! My hips circled, searching for the hand.. C'mooonn! I screamed inside my head. Don't be stingy.
Tasha noticed the squirming.
"Niki...Can I get you a pillow for your legs"
That question pulled me right back to the present with a jolt. I almost bolted from the table. My pussy was drenched as if I ran a few miles. Thank God there was a towel and not a pillow under my legs. There was no way I could have gone back to that 'place.'
So, I fought back frustration and engaged her in small talk, lively enough to give the impression that I was just having a passing 'cramp.'
As I left, my face glowed for three reasons, a) Tasha did a great job, and b) the frustration jacked up my blood pressure and I had to take care of it, and 3) I was sooo high from stepping waaaay outside the box on this one.
What a wild ride that was, Sir! :D
Nikita
Oh my, very hot, part two had me going, second cold shower of the day....
One of hers had come, if memory served her right, as a free gift along with some other items she had acquired. She had been unable to muster more than a passing interest in 'A Concise Manual Of...' oh, almost revealed the subtitle. Who, for example, would more than briefly skim a section absurdly calling itself 'Rules of Erotic Improvisation'? Well? Right. In the gravitational field of their joint making, he never knew what was going to happen anyway. So, like other unused items and concepts, the book was left to float, collecting interstellar dust.
http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c1...Pahav/rec2.jpg
Anyway, it was never enciphered or anything. See? Here is the beginning of the foreword.
http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c1..._Pahav/fw2.jpg
Yes, there was a ring that had come along with it, but it never decoded anything. It was an ordinary grade C megalomania enhancer. But who needed that? Was not homegrown, naturally developed megalomania so much saner?!!! Ah, the sensation of having stardust lovingly licked off her soles...
http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c1..._Pahav/ri2.jpg
So, she has never hidden hers. She has placed them within full view à la The Purloined Letter, within his range of sight but ever out of his reach. His privilege: cold distance and heated closeness, be pushed, be held. Her privilege: send him into free fall, admire his flaming path, let him find a steady orbit again.
And, should he ever wish for a view from another angle, he would merely need to take a brief step out of their gravitational field, into that space where there is no above and below.
P.S. I really like reading these accounts of experiences with floating and free fall. Thank you.
Ranai dear,Quote:
Originally Posted by Ranai
At first I feared you may have given away the most sacred and secret location. On further revue however I see your posts have been both clever and sub tle.
keep the faith
Mad Lews