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I don't know if being with her would end this and that is my problem. I love her like mad but dealling with this issue of her's that keeps her implying that I lie to her. I don't but to move all that way to be with her again is what my heart wants. My head on the other hand says that if your there and she continues this even with punishment for it, what then.
My problem and not one I want but thanks for the advice.
Russell
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Good Luck Sir_Russell. I do not envy you your choices.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir_Russell
Love the pics...thank you for sharing! May I request more with floggers and crops, please?
I like # 4, not so much the model but the activty going on. smiles.
it certainly is a tough spot to be in Sir Russell, and i know that it will take a lot of thought and soul searching to reach the decision that can be yours alone. i hope that morgan is able to overcome her trust issues...has she considered seeing anyone that could, perhaps, help her deal with whatever past issues are causing this?
i will keep you in my thoughts
respectfully,
orchid
Hoping everything gets settled to your satisfaction Sir Russell. Thanks for the wonderful photos.
Sbbe
Today's Post
I felt that I needed to make a solid impression on you, so that you would know that I loved you but would not be a pushover of a Master. I gave you the lecture told you how hurt I was that you would disobey me. I told you that the spanking would start as a pleasure one then would change to a harsh one that you will remember. I tell you that you will cry before it is done and then submit to my taking your ass.
I tell you to stand go to the stereo and select music to dance to for my viewing. It was wonderful watching you struggle to get up and then learn to walk with little steps to the stereo. It was interesting watching that well trained athletic body of yours attempting to dance in short shackles.
Later when the supper has had time to digest I take you into the bedroom. I am pleased that you are not begging me to go easier on you then I promised, even though you shake a little as I take off chain that runs from ankles to wrists chains. I strip and then I seat myself in a tall chair and have you drape yourself across my lap with my left arm under you so that my hand is on your clit and pussy.
It takes longer to get you excited then normal but with one hand teasing your clit and the other hand playing with anus and pussy, you finally begin to respond. The first spank is harder then normal and yet you respond with excitement that tells me that the thought of the harder spanking is now exciting you.
The more excited you become the harder I spank, while my left hand plays with your clit, soon you are moving your ass on my fingers and each time I stop the spanks to massage your ass I allow a finger to enter your ass lubed only with your own natural juices. I tell you that you may climax anytime and as often as you want tonight.
Your body tenses in anticipation of your first climax, as you enter the climax I bury a finger in your ass and smile as you groan your way to a very long full body spacing climax. I am surprised that you have twisted enough to kiss my calf as the climax ebbs.
I spank away for a bit letting you regain some composure, and then my fingers begin to slap your clit. Each small clit slap is followed by a harder spank on that lovely ass, which is now quite pink. The clit slaps become faster and closer together as you moan with building excitement soon your cumming again. This time with each spasm of climax I slap that ass harder. We are now at a level of spanking that is new to you. Each stinging spank seems to drive you further into your cumm. This continues for quite some time I would guess that it lasted close to 20 minutes, more then double any previous time.
The spanking continue till your not finding the strength to rise to another climax. My hand is beginning to smart. Your bottom seems to glow red from every lovely smooth inch of it. I could stop now but I really want you to know your place so I take a hair brush and use it on that ass that I treasure till it is puckering and showing signs of bruising. Your tears are now running down your face but still you have not begged me to stop, I am very proud of you and the trust this is showing.
I pick you up in my arms and carry you to the bed. I tell you that I love you as I kiss your lips. With you kneeling on the bed I reattach the chain so that you must stay in the kneeling position. I enter your pussy while standing behind you, and thrust slowly for a while. Soon you are beginning to respond to the fucking, I run my hand around you to be able to tease that clit of yours.
With your growing excitement I take my cock out of you and place some lube on it. I press down on that ass that is now tender till it is at the right height to enter your anus. I push it in till the head of my cock has gotten past that tight ring of pleasure, and then in one thrust I bury my cock as deeply into you as it can go. My hips and thighs slamming into that sweet plum red ass of your. The sound that escapes your lips delights me with it deep growling lust. Each thrust has you pushing your tender ass back into me to capture more of my cock. Suddenly your body finds the strength and need to cum on more time. The spasms have your arms lose strength so that the side of your face is flush on the bed. My climax is right behind yours since I could not withstand how tightly your ass gripped and milked my cock.
Later I undo your chains but leave your cuffs on for you to sleep in take your corset and stocking off you. I gently rub a balm on your sweet ass but the balm I have selected is one that will not ease the pain but will help the skin to heal. I take a chain and hook it to your collar and then to headboard of the bed. This I do to remind you that you are mine and that you are being punished. I bring you a fresh glass of wine and then I join you in the bed as you snuggle into my chest with my arms around you.
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I find that I am thinking about morgan often, missing being able to talk to her, finding out what she is having trouble with, being able to tell her I love her. The problem though is to do that I have to be able to withstand her doubt of me.
Since trust is the coin that makes this life compelling to me I am caught in a catch 22.
Russell
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pics just keep getting better thanks for the time you take to post them
*squirms*
(again)
Lovely Pics, compelling story, I keep hoping to hear good news about you and Morgan.
Thank you so much. That story really got me imagining.
Sbbe
Always great pics ...Thanks!!!
Don't remember where I heard it ..
Love is when the heart and mind are on the same wavelenght
Trust is total acceptance of the circumstances
Just out of curiosity Sir .. is there a little maschoism in yourself ... to keep going over the torture of yourself with Morgan .. to be with her or not?
For myself making a decision is one of the hardest things... once done .. breathing is easier... but life is what it is ... make a choice feel good about it .. smile .. then life brings another one into your life *S* .. go figure!!!
Great pics as always Sir_Russell Thank you
Thank you so much for sharing these. #3 and #5 are my favorites. *fanning self* Would love to see more in this theme if you have them.
P.S. So very sorry to hear of your situation. I truly hope that a solution comes to you soon, and you are able to find peace and happiness once again.
another amazing history Sir Russell,
thank you for taking the time to share them with us
and the pictures, of course, never hurt either.
i wish you enough, Sir
enough time to reach a decision you can live with, enough strength to work through all the questions, enough support to know you have friends to lean on, enough....
orchid
Today's Post
As the sun is setting we pull back into the driveway and park the car. I put up the top and turn to you, taking you in my arms to kiss you and muss you. You shake your shackles a little to remind me that you’re restrained. I laugh and pull you across the seat, taking you up in my arms to carry you into the house. It is fun to see you helpless in my arms unable to even put your arms around my neck for security.
Inside the house I put you down in a chair. I squeeze your breasts hard to remind you that I own that lovely body and can do with it as I see fit. As all ways these reminders seem to only make you smile more and grow with pride of being mine. I decide that we will order dinner in, and that I have a small humiliation in mind for you but a joy for me to watch unfold.
As I unlock you I instruct you to go bath then dress for me in your green suede corset, with matching sheer stockings. The corset I have selected is cut so that the bottom of your breast is lifted but the nipples are left exposed, good lord you’re a vision of delight in it. I also request that you wear a g-string panty that is of black velvet along with your platform highest heels all set off by a sheer emerald green peignoir. I tell you I want you to makeup as if we were going out clubbing.
I spend time deciding on what meals to order in and wish I knew the area’s delivery staff better. I pick an Italian restaurant that I know of, call them to order a salmon and shrimp, pasta, antipasto and a selection of wine a merlot and an astis for desert. I offer them double for delivery at 8:30 complete with plates and glasses and cloth napkins.
I bathe after you are finished with yours and then I dress in a white silk shirt, black dress slacks and a red velvet smoking jacket. I know that you love these on me, and being a jeans kinda guy, this is done in respect to you.
I sit in the large overstuffed chair and allow you to sit on a pillow at my feet. The room is filled Wagner’s Flight of the Valkries and lite by candles. I send you for your leather cuffs and when you return with them I place them on your wrists and ankles, locked closed by tiny padlocks. I place a leather posture collar on your neck and have you stand and turn for inspection. I whistle and you tell me I must be blind. This all ways confuses me, how could one so lovely not believe it.
I tell her that she will answer the door and direct the delivery person to place the meal on the table under her direction. She starts to beg me not to make her do that and I reply that she is to watch the delivery person to see what impact she has on the person. She asks me what if it is a girl that delivers, I tell her watch and see the effect, and that I want a full report on what she saw over dinner.
I have her seat in my lap giving us a happy pastime with exchanges of kisses and fondling. I still sense that she is apprehensive about her task so I grab a handful of hair and force her head back. I kiss her lips; tongue explores her mouth while my hand grips her throat. She knows that the symbol of my taking her throat in my hand or my teeth is the offering of her life, complete submission. This has all ways caused her to thrill, even knowing that I will never do her that kind of harm.
A car pulls up the drive and the sound of a door being slammed shut alerts us to the delivery of the meal. My love leaves me to go open the door. I wish I could have been somewhere that I could have watched the reaction of delivery boy when confronted with such a lovely vision. I could hear the bottles and plates rattle so I can tell he has spotted her. He enters a youth of 18 to 20 or so; first he can’t take his eyes off of her but then realizes that he has duties to perform.
I sit in darkness watching how hard it is for him to tend to his duties and each time she moves his eyes quickly dart to her. He can’t find his voice but when she leads him to the dining room he follows like a horny puppy dog. While setting the table she moved and the peignoir opens enough to show her breasts to the stunned young man. We lost a bottle of wine at that point he missed the table by a foot. It is at this point that I rise and walk toward him; poor bastard is so lost between embarrassment and lust that he seems incapable of doing anything.
I clear my throat and the lad jumps. I tell him we can finish this without any further service and hand him a generous tip. I walk him to the door amused by his efforts to watch you and walk at the same time.
You come to me breathing deeply with excitement; the young man has had a wonderful effect on you. I let you kneel and suck on my finger as I tell you that tonight I expect to take your ass. God, your eyes light up and you please me with a “thank you my Master”.
It is good to be Master, I know I have said that before but trust me it is.
During dinner you tell me how the boy made you feel special, but then you said it was because of the outfit. I just shake my head and wonder why the bests ones all suffer from subbie disease, that which has the sub seeing themselves as much less then they are.
Dinner is over I have you come to me so that I can take off your g-string panty to find that it is very wet. I put it in your hand so that you can feel the wetness, then I move your hand up to your nose so that you may smell your perfume.
I order you not look in my eyes and that I want your eyes and head down till I decided you have earned the right to look at my face again. I see you flinch; watch your affect change too unsure. I explain that you are not being punished but trained and in this instance for my pleasure and amusement. I tell you that there is no extra restrictions on speech and ask you how you feel about this.
You respond by telling me that your not sure but that it feels like a punishment. I tell you that I love you, that you make me feel complete. I see your head begin to rise and a smile form on your lovely face. I warn you not to look at my face. I send you for my bag and while your away fetching it I pour us more wine and take the glasses to the living room. There I make myself comfortable in my chair.
Russell
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Sir Russell
First the comment in the Swim suit thread and then this story! Wow, wow, wow. Thanks I can't wait till the pics are approved.
Sbbe
lol I keep checking back to see if this set has been approved... no such luck yet... I wait in anticipation
Now that they have been approved who can guess the theme I used.
Russell
Sir Russell,
I'm de-lurking to say first...I love the stories in your recent posts almost as much as I love the beautiful pictures. *fans self* Wow.
As for the theme...I don't know what to call those giant vibrators. I'm lousy with coming up with clever themes, anyway. I loved the first one in the last set with all the clothespins, though. :)
But I just wanted to say thank you, anyway, for the wonderful insights into your life, your amazing stories, and the lovely pictures.
Wonderful...Now if I could just find one of those vibes...
Theme suggestion: Braided hair.
Today's Post
Going to the opening home day game with my daughter and who know The Devil Rays may even win.
Russell
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Sir Russell,
Thank you always for your posts and histories...as breath catching and wonderful that they are. I do hope your pain and troubles are eased and a solution appears for you...so you may have peace and joy in your life again.
respectfully
~echoes~
I'm with firefly- I am just no good with clever themes. I'm sure whatever it is brilliantly ties them all together. :)
I just love your choice in pics. They stroke the darker side of the brightness.
Thinking of you as you try to decide-
tessa
hitachi wand...forced orgasm...tied nice and tight and stretched?
<blush>
Thank you tessa and echoes
I still plan to go to Co if she is still willing once I have things taken care of here. It does help to know someone else is concerned. I know that she is the one for me and I do miss her terribly. I just don't know how to deal with her lack of trust and faith in me just because I have not jumped a plane to live with her.
Oh well here is my thanks to you for listening and being a good friend, tessa thank you and echoes know that I will help you any way I can.
Russell
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We are always concerned for you Sir Russell and for Morgan. We only want your best. I saw Viking guy, kisses.
I so look forward to your posts every day.
Sbbe
Kari and I enjoyed the father daughter time at the game and whoda thunk it the Rays won.
I don't understand the delay in approving the photos. Have I upset a mod?
Russell the impatient impaller
Today's Post
Summer is finally here the days are long and fairly slow. On Friday this week Ron calls wanting to meet me for lunch, I know he is your friend so I reluctantly accept. Lunch comes around I meet your friend not sure what to expect but figure he will be after me to leave you so that you can find more suitable companion and lover.
I was very wrong, he made small talk for a while looking uncomfortable. Finally he says, my wife and I have been having trouble for sometime now growing apart. We don’t even fight anymore.” Surprised I ask him why tell me this. He tells me about the discussion I over heard weeks ago and then asks me how can he make her feel that way. I asked him does he love her still and after some thought he says yes. I ask him when was the last time he told her that. He shakes his head tells me he is not sure.
I tell him to take her and go to a therapist. Then, I tell him to go to her as soon as he is home tell her he loves her then hug her and kiss her. Tell her why he loves her still and why he wants them to change. Then follow it up by touching her every chance he gets kissing her body as often as he can, grope her like they we teens as if it was impossible to keep his hands from her.
He asks me what sex secrets can I share with him. I tell him when you make love to her do something different often and make sure she climaxes more then you do. Use fingertips instead of palms, try massaging her with oil, use feathers and fur to make it interesting, but mostly be concerned that she is enjoying it.
After lunch on the way he smiles at me and says that is simple and worth a try.
2 weeks later they take us out for the dinner. They thank us for the help and act more in love then we do, very surprising turn of events. I whisper that we should celebrate alone and away from everyone and kiss your ear then your neck not to be outdone. Since that night I have grown to like them a lot.
A week later we drive to a house I have rented for a week. It has a wonderful view of a sandy beach but it’s the enclosed hot tub and pool that I wanted for this time with you. On the drive there you tell me you want to be in full serve mode for this week and I happily agree. When we pull into the drive way you hand me your small play collar and a chain leash. You slide over to me so that I can remove the normal everyday collar and replace it with the play collar then I walk around the car open your door and clip the leash to the collar. I help you out of the car, and then I pull you to me by the leash till I have you in my arms kissing you tenderly.
Once inside the house I tell you I want you in heels, hose and lovely blue satin corset but first I want you well washed. I tell you I am going to do some quick grocery shopping and will be back in less then an hour. I expect you to be here properly dress to greet me on my return. I say that I want a chilled bottle of blackberry merlot waiting for me too.
I drive away more concerned with planning activities then buying groceries. I stock up on some of our favorites fruit, yogurt, breads and assorted snacks but the truth is my mind is not into it, wanting only to get back to you and play with you and that lovely body. Knowing the best thing that has ever happened to me is you and your love I want to find a way to show you how much I care, but know that it is impossible task to describe infinity. On the way back to the house lost in thought about you I missed the turn. It takes an extra 15 minutes to find my way back to you.
When I finally get back to the house I carry the bags up to the door and you open it for me. You’re dressed as I requested with the matching leather cuffs looking as beautiful and breathtaking as a crisply cold night sky filled with stars. You kneel in front of me doing the greeting I so love, hands out and back while you bend forward till your breasts touch the floor, saying, “Master, I am yours to do with as you see fit, you make me feel whole and for that I love you.” With those words you raise up on your knees unzipping my fly to release my cock and swallow it whole. The site would I am sure seem ludicrous to a causal viewer, me with my arms filled with groceries attempting to fend you off, since I have not yet showered, you intent on making me rock hard with your mouth alone. I finally tell you, “Enough my love, I want to be clean for you so that I can abandon my self to your mouth without concern.” You smile up at me and raise to kiss me and then taking one of the bags from me, you turn and walk into the kitchen. I so love watching you walk in front of me with garters outlining your ass and thighs. I see your swishing your hips as you walk to enhance the view.
I put down my bag and tell you to put away the groceries while I get showered off. Mid way through the shower I hear you enter the bathroom. I know you can't be in here because of my singing, a habit I do in the shower when I am very happy, I continue ignoring the fact you’re just outside the shower. As soon as I turn off the water you push open the door and kneel in front of me and hand me a towel. I smile and begin toweling myself; suddenly my cock is engulfed by your warm moist mouth. Very quickly I grow hard and excited, I drop the towel and grab the back of your head pushing into me. No matter how many times my cock is in your mouth, I love it so, and I am thrilled beyond belief.
As wonderful as this is, and it is, it is not what I had planned so I grab your hair and pull your head off me. You say, “Please Master let me finish I want to please you.” I pull your hair down till your face is tilted up looking me in the eyes, I tell you, “My love, my reason for living I will let you do that for me but much later. Now its my turn to play with you.”
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I guess I should say that even though I am troubled right now I would not trade my time in this life for anything that anyone else has had. I know that few men have ever had the amount of pleasure and joy I have know from slaves/subs. Most men only dream of what I do on a regular basis. I have been mentoring a friend about not just being a Dom but a much better lover. Why is that guys seem to believe if its good for them it must be good for her.
Havensov I hope these are what you had in mind.
Russell
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Sir Russell,
Ummm such good words. The first part really hit home. I loved the second part too. So much fun!
Ummmmmm
Thanks
Sbbe
Only my half of one cent. Of course I don't know everything about you and your Morgan, so I'm only basing my comments on what I've read from you here. And I honestly think it is more about her lack of faith in herself than anything. She is unable to believe in who she is, what she has to offer, therefore has great difficulty believing in you, specifically why you would possibly want her. If this is the case with Morgan, dealing with this takes time (and time and time), great amounts of deep love and even more patience. My husband...my Master ~smiles~ finally laid rest to those demons of mine with his constancy, his dedication and commitment and his unwavering love. And while I still have no clue why, I am most thankful and accepting of it all. I hope you and Morgan can work through your issues in much the same way, only lots more smoothly.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir_Russell
Pardon me if I overstepped, please?
tessa :wave: