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  1. #1
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    My Fantasy My Fear!

    *Taking a really deep breath*

    Ok ……..here goes……

    I was tasked with writing for my Sir in which I had to describe a scene, in which I was in presence and there to serve. A fantasy if you like but there was a twist I had to include something which ‘scared me’ hence the title My Fantsay, My Fear.

    Chris has given permission to post it as he was very pleased with my work, He also wanted me to ask that any one that reads it leave a comment on what they think of the story, how it is written and it's content.

    Thanks.......and I hope you enjoy it as much as I surprised myself writing it

    ~hugs~ minxy xx


    My fantasy and My Fear

    I was alone and naked, preparing myself for him. He knew that I wasn’t a
    perfect size 12 and had worked so hard with me about my body image. I still
    struggled with this, but I was getting better and although I knew my body
    wasn’t perfect I still wanted him to see me as his perfect sub.

    My beautiful corset – black silk with delicate white flowers round the edges
    - was lying on the bed. The ribbons threaded through the eyelets at the
    back pulled tight. Running my fingers over the ribbon made me smile,
    thinking about my Sir doing the same thing later as he unlaced me.

    I picked it up and took a really deep breath! It fastened at the front with
    hook and eye fasteners; I needed it to be tight to please him. Sure I could
    have slackened off the ribbons but that would have felt like cheating.

    My straight black skirt which stopped just at my knee but had a split at one
    side, went on next.

    I looked at the boots we had picked together – high heels, pointed toes in a
    wonderful caramel/toffee colour, they stopped just below my knee. He loved
    being able to see the tiny gap between where my boots stopped and the skirt
    started – that inch of skin – smiles – in some ways I think he liked it more
    than the flesh at the top of my stockings!

    I had my instructions, knew exactly what I had to do, how could I not, I had
    read his email so many times I could recite it word for word.

    ……..exactly 8.12pm, not a minute sooner or later……….

    Be ready for him! He need never tell me that, I always was, just hearing
    his voice, seeing his name in my inbox, seeing that message to say he had
    signed in, seeing his number come up on my phone. Just thinking about him
    as I write these things had given me goose bumps and butterflies, I wish
    there was a better word than ohhhhhhhh and mmmmmmmmm to describe the
    feelings.

    Our first meeting we had talked about spending the weekend together. Yes we
    had met before, yes we had talked about me serving him, yes we had
    conversations over the phone, but this was it! The fantasy becoming
    reality.

    I knocked on his hotel room door. I could see my hand shaking almost as fast as my
    heart was beating. Heard the click as he turned the handle and almost
    stopped breathing. He saw my nerves, smiled and said ‘relax lilone’!

    ‘lilone’ he knows that word just makes me melt.

    The door shut behind me and before he could turn round, I assumed the ‘cuff
    up position’ – my feet shoulder width part, my chest pushed out, with my
    shoulders back and my arms behind my back, my eyes lowered to the floor.

    I could see his feet, smell his aftershave, and hear his breathing as he
    circled round me, his eyes touching me in place of his hands – it felt like
    he could see inside me, like he could see my soul.

    I heard his voice ‘well lilone’ now it is time for you to show me, how much you
    have learnt’

    WOW, hearing that almost physically changes me. I know I have no
    opinion, what I would like as ‘lilone’ does not matter, ‘lilone’ is her Sir’s
    possession, his property to do with as he wishes. As ‘lilone’ I almost become
    someone else.

    I feel his hands undo the zip of my skirt and push it down over my hips. His
    fingers exploring his property – feeling how wet I am. One, Two, Three
    fingers deep inside my pussy, fingering his possession, and whilst I can’t see him, I hope he is smiling, knowing just how much control he has over me, how wet he makes me, before we have even
    started.

    The finger fucking stops as quickly as it started. He tells me to turn to
    him and open my mouth, keeping my eyes lowered. I obey immediately. The
    fingers that were in my pussy are now in my mouth and he is telling me to
    suck. As I suck I hear him tell me that he pleased with how I have prepared
    my cunt for him, soft, smooth and wet!

    He needs both his hands as he squeezes my breasts, his finger and thumb
    finding the nipples. I can feel my how hard my nipples are. I so want him to
    remove the corset and feel his hands, his lips, his tongue his teeth on my
    nipples. The pain becoming pleasure as I become his property, his
    possession.

    Can he read my mind? It feels like it sometimes, I haven’t said a word but
    he starts to undo my corset, then stops! I want to scream Nooooooooooooo,
    but I am not allowed. I have to bite my bottom lip to stop the word coming
    out of my mouth.

    He then roughly pulls my tits out over the top of the corset – the boning is
    digging into the underside of them, but I can ignore that as I watch and
    feel his mouth take first one nipple then the other into his mouth. Sucking
    hard, then just before releasing each one, biting it – to remind me – today
    is about him and me serving him!

    He guides me to the edge of the bed and sits me down. He asks if I remember
    some of my lessons – sensory depravation, I nod as he covers my eyes with
    the blindfold and I tell myself, remember to breathe, you are safe, he is
    with you this time, nothing is going to happen. I feel him take hold of my
    hands and tie them behind my back; I also feel a tie around my elbows which
    forces my tits out even further. I can’t see him but I can sense his smile.

    I do so hope I am pleasing him. Thinking about serving him, talking about
    serving him, just seems so different to actually now doing it, but different
    in a way I find hard to describe – it is like another level. Feels like I
    am on the outside looking in, is this really me? Daft, because I know it is
    and more importantly it is what I need, what I want doesn’t come into it,
    this is what I need. My Sir.

    I feel something cold on my nipple and cry out as the steel clamps start to
    bite. It feels so different to the pegs I have used previously. I know the
    other nipple will be clamped and even though I can’t see, I screw my eyes up
    and bite the inside of my lip in preparation for the pain I know will come.

    He whispers in my ear ‘kneel’ and as he does I hear his zip being undone!

    My mind races, this is it, this is the moment, this is what I have longed
    for, the moment I get to feel my Sir’s cock deep inside my mouth.

    He tells me to open my mouth, not to suck, not to do anything just to open
    my mouth – he then takes hold of the back of my head and rams his cock deep
    into my mouth. I gag, I can’t pull back, he just holds me there. Remember
    to breath, remember to breathe, breathe through your nose, don’t disappoint
    him now – voices in my head, telling me what I already know.

    He pulls my head back, watches me as I take in gulps of air, then tells me
    to suck. He is still in control though, still him using me, using my mouth
    for his pleasure, he is controlling the pace. If I could have a wish right
    now it would be for my arms to be free so I could caress his balls as I was
    sucking his cock, to use my fingernails to gently scratch the skin between
    his balls and his arse, mmmmmm.

    I continue to suck, loving every second, knowing by the throbbing of his
    cock that he is pleased. Forgetting the pain my nipples are in, just
    concentrating on pleasing my Sir. Wondering if he will allow me to taste
    and swallow his cum, or if he will stop before he cums. So wanting to have
    part of him inside me, to be able to hold my stomach and know that he is
    still inside me. He stops.

    He pats me on the head and tells me I am being a good girl. He helps me to
    stand. I feel his hands tugging the clamps on my nipples, I can tell by the
    pressure that he is being gentle but if feels like they are about to
    explode. He removes the clamps, I scream, I want to hold my tits to make the
    pain go away but can’t, instead he intensifies the feeling by taking my
    nipples into his mouth and sucking.

    His hand goes between my legs and he says he knows I liked the sensation the
    clamps gave me because of how wet I am for him. He is standing so close to
    me, his cock still hard. He takes hold of my hand and leads me across the
    room. He unties my arms and tells me to go into expose position (kneeling
    with my legs apart, my left cheek on the floor and my arms at right angles
    to my head).

    I gulp, I blush, I knew it was going to happen, but actually allowing him to
    see my arse open to him, the thing that scared me the most, the thing he had
    worked so hard on with me. I couldn’t let him down now, he had told me that
    if I wasn’t comfortable with this, it would be because of his failure to
    know how to help me overcome my fear, How could I allow my fear to make my
    Sir feel that way, I couldn’t!

    I must have held my breath, because I heard him tell me to breathe! He told
    me he was going to take the blindfold off but that I was to keep my eyes
    shut. I knew I could do that but wondered why. I felt his hands on my
    arse, the fingers of one hand running down the crack… I mustn’t tense, I
    want to do this, please don’t let my body go against what my heart
    wants….the pressure at the entrance. My breathing is short and sharp as I
    feel, his fingers, gently pushing, so so gently, not wanting to scare me,
    just wanting to take me to that magical place where fear ends and mystery
    and magic take over. Pushing far enough to know he has taken me there but
    not so far as to make it a place I never want to go back to.

    It is like nothing I have ever felt before, he knows, he has been there
    before, he remembers how it was for him and wants to give me that. He tells
    me to open my eyes and look in the floor length mirror.

    His smile tells me all I need to now and as I see his finger inside my arse,
    for the very first time, I smile back and know that this is the start of a
    wonderful journey of exploration without fear!
    Just being me for Him

  2. #2
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    Very good story minxy. thank you for posting it.

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    Always Learning
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    Oh wow! Wow! "Mmmmmmmmmm...ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh" is right!

    This from the woman who didn't want the naughty MSN icons. ~wicked smile~ Contradictions are a beautiful thing, just exactly like you, minxy.

    Beautiful of you and Chris to share this story with us. You wrote it so well, I felt like I was there in the corner watching it all happen before my eyes. Hey! There's an idea.

    Seriously, an incredible fantasy spelled out in words, minxy.

    ~hugs and love~
    tessa
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    ~A. Powell Davies


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    .........Speechless, Love it Many thanks

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    He tells me to open my mouth, not to suck, not to do anything just to open my mouth – he then takes hold of the back of my head and rams his cock deep into my mouth. I gag, I can’t pull back, he just holds me there.
    oh my god...~fanning myself~

    minxy! i told you he was proud of you...and now i know why!! good lord girl!! that was great! the imagery that popped up in my head from your story...whew! loved it!

    thank you so much for sharing sweetie ~hugs~ and definitely a big thank you to him for letting you post it for us!!
    "To live is to suffer, to survive is to find meaning in the suffering."


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    ~HUGS~ for you all.

    Thank you so much for you comments - they mean alot to me. Think I am speechless.................

    love and hugs

    minxy xx
    Just being me for Him

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    I am who I am!
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    Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh minxy! Hugsssssssssss tight! That is a WONDERFUL story. i could feel each and every emotion with it.... the tension, the desire, the longing, the need....*tries to catch my breath!*

    Wonderful job! hugssss tight again!

    *peeking at Chris.....* soooooooooooo, when is the second installment????? pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee????
    Many a false step is made by standing still

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    Great story - I could really feel the desire to please and the control we exert over ourselves and our instinctive or learned reactions when we hand our power over to someone else. Thanks so much for sharing it with us.
    Working too much....and unfortunately not online as much as I'd like.

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    annie and his j ~HUGS~

    Sorry it has taken me so long to say thank you, but I do thank you for your comments. I am so pleased you liked it, I really wasn't sure about posting but all of your comments have given me a little more confidence and I guess that was part of Chris's plan too ~smiles~

    love and hugs

    minxy xx
    Just being me for Him

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    -hugs- he's a very lucky guy. well written and a great story!
    Everyone's favourite naughty librarian.

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    I am left breathless...spectacular.

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    truly spectacular sweetie, abosultely a wonderful story.
    Lucky are We who find what We seek and cherish it every day of Our lives. Live with no regrets


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    Oh bugger! *grins at minxy and Chris.

  14. #14
    cariad
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    Smiles - not bad minxy - not bad at all.

    Hugs and a big grin. Well done, and thank you Chris.

    c
    xx

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    Well, He's one lucky Dom to have such a nice and agile sub and we're lucky you were allowed to share this sensual story:

    Quote Originally Posted by suchaminx
    He pats me on the head and tells me I am being a good girl. He helps me to stand. I feel his hands tugging the clamps on my nipples, I can tell by the pressure that he is being gentle but if feels like they are about to explode. He removes the clamps, I scream, I want to hold my tits to make the pain go away but can’t, instead he intensifies the feeling by taking my nipples into his mouth and sucking.
    *moans* nngh! So hot, so sensuous and right

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    This is amazing! I could see it all happening before my eyes. Fantastic.
    I do not want to be the leader. I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me. His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot. I don't mind working, intellectually, artistically; but oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated. I am going to be pursued, fucked, possessed by the will of a male at his time, his bidding.

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    i really enjoyed this...thank-you very much...

    alli

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    Awesome story! I felt like I could see and feel what was going on. great detail and imagery. hope to read more from you.
    My body belongs to him;
    My soul belongs to God;
    But my mind to BDSM

    The slut that lives within is ready to break free,
    to fulfill every fantasy, every want and every need.
    To hell with the conscience and the price that I may pay,
    my body needs this attention, to be controlled in every way.

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    Honey, you have a talent, please continue to share it

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