If she was mine warbaby1943 the answer would be yes.
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A tribute to the women I love, my slave, my friend, my lover
First standing climax
The night started out with a dinner at pet’s favorite restaurant with Shar dressed as slutty as she can allow herself. The dress is tight and shoulder-less but to hide Shar large breasts she has on a shawl. I find that I am torn between pride of Shar and wishing she would be more receptive to being less stiff in public. I find that the shawl only detracts from Shar and Shar outfit but I have agreed to Shar public dress as being professional at all times.
Since we had only been together for a short period at this time I was still discovering how much of a virgin to the life she was. I found that she was very well read about the life but lacking the understanding of its small ins and outs. My time of instructions and training was just begining to mold Shar into the slave she tells me she wants to be. There are times later that I would regret ever excepting Shar “submission” but then there is the times that she shows me she will become the greatest slave ever. Does that sound familiar to you Dominants or is mine an exception.
On the way home after the dinner I asked Shar if she had ever been put in an A-Frame, Shar’s answer was no. I explained how the A-Frame allows many different combinations of positions to put her in, and how I built mine to be able to do suspension bondage with. She tells me that suspension is not something she wants to try right now. I think I wrote that down a little later so that I would remember to push that limit when she was ready.
I described what I had in mind for tonight’s session and then asked Shar if she had ever climaxed while standing. Not surprisingly she said no and added that she didn’t think she could. I wondered if she saw my evil smile in the darkness of the car. Now I don’t know about you but I love to have a sub chained in a spread eagle position while standing, allowing me access to all of Shar but her toes and the balls of her feet, if I am in a lenient mood I may allow Shar to have her heels on the floor too. I described how I intended to tie her hands up high and off to each side and the ankles spread wide enough to have her legs open enough to my flogger access to pussy and clit from behind. I know how she loves the flogger and how Shar’s mind has all ready grasped the fact that more of her will be open to it.
We arrive at home and I sense that she is feeling a little apprehensive and beginning to resist the up coming session. I pulled Shar to me and kiss her on the lips, and then I tell her to hold still. I take from the console a blindfold and a small piece of rope I had put there earlier. I love cuffs and yet sometimes I find that rope can be fun, even for someone as inept at it as I am. I tie Shar hands behind her back and take the damn shawl off of her. What is it about being fully dressed that allows a sub or slave to feel less owned? I place the blindfold over her eyes and tell her that she is mine.
Now if you blindfold me I am going to be hard to deal with, but Shar becomes calm as soon as it is in place, relaxing into her submission. I move behind her grab her hips and pull her into me with force; this breaks the calm a little since she was not expecting the suddenness of it. Now I love this position since my cock is now pressed into her hands and my hands can roam over the front of her body touching and pinching as they go.
I pull her closer still with one hand at the vee of her legs and the other at her breast, her calm returns and she lays her head back to my shoulder. The dress is beginning to frustrate me and keep my hands from fully enjoying her lush body. As I am thinking about taking it off of her I realize that I can cause her some small humiliation by continuing to excite her neither regions through the dress. I start to nibble on her neck alternating with kisses and licks as my hand goes to her throat causing her to moan. My hand continues to play with her clit and force some of her dress into her wet pussy. I smile thinking about how she will explain this stain to the dry cleaner and how I will use that task as punishment in the near future, having her take just the dress in.
I gripe her throat a little harder and ask her, “What does offering your throat to me mean, wench?” Shar answers with a husky voice proving that she is well into submissive excitement, “I offer you my life when I offer you my throat, Master”. With that I pull her long neck up and back accentuating the feeling that her life is mine to take.
I have now reached the end of my patience and have sufficiently soiled her dress so I tell her to remove the dress. This is not an easy task since her hands are tied behind her but believe me it was fun to watch. Slowly she works the dress down but at first the size of her breasts makes it hard. Each time she grabs at the back of the dress pulls down as she releases it the breast seem to pull it back up. After a few attempts she reaches up as high as she can and pulls down hard causing the dress’s elastic to pull down over her nipples and her breasts leap free from their covering. Shar’s body is such that her hips are smaller then her mmmm chest so progress becomes much quicker but still fun to watch. Finally the dress falls from her hips to land in circle around her high-heeled feet.
I step to Shar, put my hands on her shoulders and push down. She may be new to the life but I have had time to train her to know what I want. She kneels and opens her mouth, waiting for me to place my cock on her tongue. I slip out of my pants and oblige her. My hands seem to find her hair all on their own, pulling her head to me. She loves this and it is a good thing since I seem to have to think hard not to trap her head this way.
Now we both have obtain a heighten degree of arousal with mine being the more obvious. I let her mouth keep my cock warm as I place the ear plugs into her ears but first I remind her of how I will give her permission to cum by my teeth on her neck and place a small length of chain in her palm for her to drop if she needs to signal me that she is in any sort of trouble. I pull her to her feet carefully and lead her to my A-Frame. When I have her under it I leave her briefly to get my bag with the toys and tools I have selected for tonight.
I place shackles on her ankles then leather cuffs on them that I tie to the legs of the A-Frame pulling them tight so that movement is very restricted. Now I untie her wrists and attach leather cuffs to them, these I tie to the either side of the top of the A-Frame. Since this is all new to her I will wait for another day to add the knee cuffs to spread her that much more. When I have finished I step away and then walk completely around her to enjoy the view and let her begin to wonder where I am and what will come next.
I step to her back and begin to spank her sweet bottom, lightly at first the harder as she moans her approval. I am not sure what I love more, the feel of her flesh on my palm, the sound she makes as each spank hits or seeing the outline of my hand show up in on her bottom in shades of pink and red. Between spanks I am messaging her checks and soon I am slipping my left hand between her legs to tease her clit and play with labia lip and pussy as my right continues to spank. Shar begins to sway and moan followed by sounds that tell me she is close to cumming for me. I stop teasing her clit to slow the process while I continue to spank that lovely red bottom.
As my hand is feeling warm and wonderful suddenly she is begging to cum while slumping down as far as the arms will let her. I hit her bottom very hard then move close to take her throat in my mouth, letting my teeth sink in a little, can’t have her confused on the signal now can I. Immediately I return to spanking and teasing her clit as she begins to shake then jerk, with her knees trying to give out but her wrists stopping her from falling. I stop the spanking and slide my stinging hands middle finger into her ass. Talk about hitting the gas she raises up and yells “Master” then settles back down on my finger.
As she finds herself regaining some of her control I release the hold on her ass and pussy as she thanks me for her climax. I can see by her body language she thinks it is done and over but that is not my plan. I take out the long suede flogger and let it fall across her bottom and thighs. I know she loves her flogger and she is all ready thanking me. Now flogging is a new talent for me, one I developed for her, since I have never been comfortable with a whip. Having been whipped with a rubber hose cut into a cat of nine tails by my mother, as a teen I still have a hard time seeing whips and instruments of pleasure, but she loves it and the suede flogger is very soft so hard to really hurt.
The flogger begins to spin in my hand making the little whistling sounds that if she could hear them would have her squirming with anticipation. As I let it caress her bottom then her thighs, her body responds by tensing then as I let it the flogger strike her harder she begins to clench. After a while I slow the flogger and let it slap against each inner thigh working up to where it is bending around her ass to tingle her clit and pussy. As the flogger is getting wet I am teasing and pinching her nipples then pulling them away from her body letting them lift her heavy orbs. She is moaning and breathing has gone deep soon she is begging to cum.
My mouth finds her throat again, which by itself send her into a climax. I let the flogger continue to slap at her clit from behind, as she build the climax I suddenly let the flogger sting her ass hard with a fast wrist flick to let her know that I own her. She begins to thank me for her climax as the sting cut it short. She reaches a new level then can no longer stand on her own.
After I free her she slumps into my arms as I help her to the bed. Once she is on the bed and finishing kissing me she hands me the short length of chain and smiles. I tell her how proud I am of her.





