What happened

You silly people.

Getting inquiries as to what happened to L as a result of her infraction that I referenced below. So curious! Even you subs who read this, who in large part, empathize with L and wish her no punishment, but still...still...you want to know.

Curiosity killed the sub. A solid caning brought her back.

Anyway, the punishment.

I think in all respects it was fairly mild, and probably predictable. On Monday night, during our session and the fucking that occurred afterwards, she was not allowed to come. Her punishment was a 24 hour denial of orgasm, and maybe it should have been longer, but the truth be told (don't you dare tell her) that I derive pleasure from her orgasms. Those sounds she makes. The way her cunt squeezes me.

So I left it at 24 hours.

Oh, she suffered through it, I suppose. I abused that cunt that night. I fingered it and stroked it, slapped at it and rubbed it. I put her on display through a live webcam, which we do from time to time through Adult Friend Finder. I caned her ass in front of our virtual audience, stopping from time to time to spread her wide open and tell her how many more people were watching. She sucked my cock. I fucked her, and I fucked her hard, and I came, and I came hard.

She, however, did not.

I left her there, wet and tingly, fuzzy in sub space, as I fell asleep, more than satisfied.

Last night...

Last night I allowed her to come. I worked her over through a solid session and then I pounded her hard from behind, and made her beg to come. She begged. I allowed. She came.

Afterwards.

Afterwards, as we started to go to sleep, she asked permission if she could touch herself, if needed, to help her go to sleep.

No, was the answer.

Not just yet.

I touch myself....

We had just completed a pretty intense session last night, where, shortly afterwards, I had fallen asleep. We had a very nice Sunday with a family trip ice fishing and L and I catching up on a couple of our favorite shows. I consider Sunday night sessions very important, the most important of any night, as it sets the tone for the rest of the week. L assumes a rather dominant personality in her work place, so reminding her of her place with me is important.

Anyway...it was a good session, and as I said, I fell asleep shortly afterwards. At some point...maybe a few minutes later...I woke up. And next to me, the bed was moving, and L was letting off her sighs...sighs that I more than recognized as orgasms.

L had touched herself. L had came. Without asking permission.

She asks me of this every now and then, wanting one final release to help her go to sleep. It doesn't matter how many times I make her come, there is one more waiting in her, that final one that sends her into slumber. It turns me on. I like to whisper in her ear while she is doing it, her finger making a circular motion on her clit. "Imagine my cock inside of you," I say. "Imagine me fucking you..."

She will put her fingers in her mouth. She will get them wet. She will use that wetness to rub her clit.

"That pussy you are rubbing, that is MY pussy," I tell her, often times pulling at her nipple. "If you come, you come for me."

I allow my pet to masturbate...to touch herself..in my presence...with my permission.

I'll hold her while she comes. While she bucks her hips under fingers. While she makes those....sounds...that turn me on so.

Insatiable little pet.

I allow her to touch herself.

I do not let her do it without my permission.

That is a rule of the contract. It is straightforward, it is a no brainer, if you ask me. So imagine my surprise to wake up last night and find L in the throes of orgasm as she fingered her clit. The clit that I own. Having an orgasm that belongs to me.

Without my permission.

"I'm disappointed in you," were the first words out of my mouth, after she realized she had been caught.

She wanted to be punished right then and there, on the spot, but I told her I did not have the punishment yet and it would have to wait until tomorrow, and that it would not necessarily be the type of punishment that would be administered via pain. This would be...this would be...a punishment fits the crime scenario.

It's forthcoming, tonight, and I will not tell you what it is because L will find out what it is, and I want to wait and tell L what it is when I have her in bed, naked before me, the cane in my hand. The collar around her neck.

It's simple.

There are rules.

Rules state that you stop when there is a stop sign, that you do not drive 55, that you do not drink if you are under 21.

That you do NOT touch yourself and come without Sir's permission.

That is the way it is.

Surprises

After I emailed L a rather elaborate fantasy I had involving watching her engaged in a session with another sub, she confessed to me that she is no longer surprised by my twisted mind. I don't know if that is necessarily true, I think I still have the ability to surprise her...perhaps, L, as you read this, you should know that I am saving the darkest aspects of my kinky mind for last! 

I surprise myself still. I do find myself surprised by the power of my Dominance at times, during those times when it kicks into high gear. Just as there is sub space, I believe there is Dom space, the difference being is that there is more control..well, all control...in Dom space. Nonetheless, it surprises me. It surprises me the thoughts that run through my mind, the things I want to do to L...want her to do to me. What makes it all incredibly delicious is knowing that whatever those thoughts are....I can make them happen.

What L did tell me is that she surprises herself..her reactions to TTWD. Last night was the perfect example...not once, but twice. We did not have a session or any sex the day before, L was quite under the weather so we had one of those rare days where nothing happened. So by the next day...poor us!...we were both wound up. We were both in need of release, in our own separate ways.

We had a good session last night. It started off with me watching one of the better soft core porn movies I had seen in a long time, on Showtime, that featured a young woman discovering her sexuality. Lots of scenes of masturbation...women loving women...that was done in a tasteful and ntimate manner that got me highly aroused. I have had these fantasies (as I said above) of seeing my pet with another sub, and the manner in which it was presented in the movie got my blood flowing.

L sucked on me while I watched for awhile, my hand on top of her head, guiding her. I was beyond hard, and realized that if she kept it up, I wouldn't be keeping it up for awhile. So I made her stop.

We watched for a bit longer, than I instructed L to get ready for bed. The spreader bar came out, and she was restrained. The collar was put on. She raised her ass, eager for me. First with the new cane, strike after strike after strike. This was followed by the flogger, which I used not just on her ass, but across the backs of her legs, up along the back..whipping it this way and that. Pet was silent for most of it, but then she started moaning and writhing underneath the lashes.

"I give you permission to come," I told her. "I direct you to come."

More flogging...lash after lash, and L's moans got louder and then she came, came without any stimulation of her clit, came without being fucked...she came from flogging, one of the few times that it has happened.

I was still possessing an erection an hour into the making, so after more time with the cane, I spread her legs apart and entered her forcefully, and though I pride myself on being able to last long, I had no desire to do so that time, and came quickly...and hard.

We lie there for a bit afterwards, and L was still wound up, I knew she was in need of another orgasm (she rarely is content with just one, or two....) so she asked if she could touch herself.

"No," I said. "You cannot."

She pouted. Said I was rude. As she did so, I was plugging in the Hitachi Magic Wand, and before she knew it, the vibrating end was pressed against her clit, and she was fucking up against it, my hand holding it in place, and in an even shorter amount of time than I did, she came....and released about as much fluid as I had just done.

Only as of late..and usually with the wand...has L become a squirter. She used to scoff at it before, saying that women who did it must be peeing, but she has since learned differently. She coated the end of the wand, my hand, and the majority of it on the front of her nightgown. 

Afterwards, I told her how proud of her I was. Proud that she came while being flogged, proud of the intensity of her orgasm. Proud of her wonderful sexuality. Prout to own...her.

No surprise there.

You say it's your birthday...

Birthdays in a D/s relationship are way different than a vanilla relationship. In a vanilla relationship, the gifts given from female to male fall into the gamut of Brut cologne, horrific ties, and tools intended for home improvement projects that never get done.

Yawn.

Last birthday, the first birthday L and I celebrated since entering the D/s realm, I was treated to a nice collection of "private" gifts (those opened long after the candles have been blown out and the children have been put to bed), which I blogged about here.

So what would 2014 hold?

My lovely little pet was fully aware of a couple of items I had on my wish list, and being the good girl she is, she presented them both to me. Like last year, the gifts were given the night before my birthday as opposed on the day of. I had some reservations this year. I did not get off work until 10p.m. and after a 14 hour work day, was not sure what level of energy I would have to use them in a proper manner.

Heh.

I had a good idea what two of the gifts were, what I did not suspect were the bonus gifts. I compliment my pet on all of them. None of them would necessarily fit into the category of being for her pleasure, she knew these were items I wanted that would give me pleasure, so she got them, even if the potential for being uncomfortable was there.

Lovely girl.

I have always wanted a spreader bar, so that was one of them, and we did try that one out last night, and it was better than I thought. In terms of restraining, it worked much better than the standard cuffs and ropes we have used in the past. It is very restrictive, and there is something oh so arousing about the weight and the masculinity about the bar itself. I put it on her last night, even in a state of exhaustion, and once attached, took the new cane she got me ( a more flexible version of the one she got last year) used it across her, rather severely. I no longer warm her up like I used to, when I bring the cane or flogger out, the impact is IMMEDIATE. The presence is immediately known. I see no reason to waste time these days. I see no reason to be gentle, to be sensitive to her "needs" since it has NOTHING to do with her. I prefer the extreme.

So......

L was in her spreader bar last night, her legs spread apart, and the new cane was brought down across her bruised ass...again! and again! and again! and I kept doing it harder and harder, and after awhile, I got curious as to her state of being, so I shoved my hand into her cunt...excuse me, MY cunt, because I own it....and was treated, as I suspected, with wetness, so I finger fucked her for awhile before I pulled out the cane again.

So good to be king!

She could not do anything. Thank you spreader bar. She was helpless, restrained, under my control, so I had my eye with her, and my exhaustion gave way to arousal, and eventually I was HARD, and my desire to cane her gave way to my desire to FUCK her, and I did so, with her spreader bar on, and I fucked her hard, and she came...after permission, of course...and then she came again...and then...so did I.

The Alaskan Master ranks the spreader bar a 10 on a scale of 1 to 10.

But that was not the only gift.

Sweet girl. No Brut cologne or god awful tie, although today for the public gift with our family she gave me a nice pair of Ray Bans. But here were other private gifts..ones she will most likely hate over others.

The anal hook, for instance.

Oh, and the new ball gag. Much needed. Pet makes somes sounds when she is being flogged.

I love my birthday gifts. I love my pet.

But more than that.

I love...what lies ahead.

(grabs the lube)

10 random things about S

A follower asked  L and I to post 10 random things about each other. Here are mine. L will do hers later.

1. I have reviewed theater for the local newspaper for close to 15 years now.
2. I have fed grizzly bears for a living.
3. I have been a three-time winner in a local outhouse race.
4. My mother died when I was two years old.
5. The trait that defines me more than anything among people who know me is my sense of humor.
6.  I am considered an introvert on the Myers Briggs test.
7. My favorite TV shows are "Shameless" and "Californication" (both on Showtime)
8. I greatly enjoy public radio
9. I used to be a marathon runner
10. I am an adjunct faculty member for the local community college.

Questions

I was thinking today why I do not contribute to the blog as much as I used to. A big part of it is my new job. 12 hour workdays, plus contract work that i do at home in the evenings, as well as being an attentive Master and taking care of children, make it difficult to find time to blog.

I think another part of it is that we have gotten so settled into our D/s relationship, that it seems such a part of who we are, that I don't necessarily see what to blog about. My pet wears her collar when she goes to bed at night, I cane her, I use her in whatever manner I wish, she has her duties to follow during the day....it's what we do these days. Like breathing and eating. It's what we do.

I do not want to give the impression that we are settled into a routine, that things are mundane or boring. On the contrary. We still find delightful surprises in our world. We have not hit our limits, either one of us, in what we are capable of. L is capable of being even more submissive, and I am capable of being even more Dominant. We often talk about how things would be if we did not have children around, and agree that we would probably venture into a Master/slave relationship. We've talked about me coming home to L, her kneeled before me naked and collared, and her evening spent at my heels. We talk about these things, and we both get aroused by it, and end up fucking each other silly.

So, no, nothing mundane at all. Still lots of surprises. For instance, the other night, I had L pretty deep under and I pulled out the Hitachi and used it quite aggressively on her clit, and the ensuing orgasm soaked our sheets. L used to argue that female ejaculation was a myth. She has since learned the reality of it.

Anyway, this blog was called questions, because that is what we are throwing out there to our readers. Ask us questions. Ask us...anything. We'll reply here on the blog (you can ask if you want the reply from L or me). Or, you can email us.

L: submissivegirl907@yahoo.com
S: akmaster49@hotmail.com

We've both started to realize that we are no longer amateurs at this. Two years in does not necessarily qualify us as veterans, but we know what we are doing pretty well. More than anything, we have survived insurmountable odds to get where we are. We have made it to the summit of shit mountain, and once we got there, we blew that motherfucker up, and have left it in our wake.

We are survivors.

We are amazing.

We are in love.

And if we can help others, well, all the much better.

With fond wishes,
S & L

What she said

Anyone who has followed this blog over an amount of time know that it is rare when L ever contributes anything, and when she does, it is at my command. I also know there are quite a few followers out there who are big fans of her words, and look up to her.

A couple of weeks ago a new anonymous follower posted a question to my posting "Am I off the hook tonight?" which went as follows:

"Just discovered this blog and am reading through various entries. Don't know your full history. But this entry stopped me. How can caning her, from 500 to 2,000 strikes EVERY NIGHT, not be very harmful to her? Her butt never gets a chance to heal. How does she ever sit down without constant pain? How is this considerate of her physical well-being? I'm not trying to be an asswipe here, but statements like that sound nutso. (And no, I'm not a troll trying to upset you. I like to get my ass and pussy spanked too, but only for pleasure, never punishment.)"

I shared her comment with L, and suggested (pretty sure it was a suggestion and not a directive) that she should be the one to respond to her. This was what L said in reply, and I feel it is among the very best words she has ever contributed to this blog.

"Thanks for the comment. It is L. S thought that I should reply and give you my perspective. First of all, a daily caning and a punishment caning are two very very different things for me. I hate being punished. It hurts like hell, I have cried even and never do whatever it was again. Which is how it is supposed to work I guess. It certainly works for us. But a regular daily caning is not even close. Now to be clear, not everyday is the same. Sometimes I am not in the mindset and just am not able to get into it (go under is what S calls it) or S is tired and brings me to the brink and then goes to sleep. But our routine is fairly consistent and yes, I do get caned hard for periods of time that people would find Nutso (we stopped counting a long time ago). There is so much more to it than the physical aspect that unless you have gone there, it would be hard to imagine. First the physical aspect is something that takes a bit of time to get to. What S calls going under or subspace is truly something. I used to get a pretty lengthy warmup each night....the kind where with each strike you are wishing for it to be harder after a while. Those days are pretty much history unless it has been several days in between canings. Now S starts off quite hard and if I move or make a sound too loud, he will strike the sides of my legs or some other part that really stings. Last night he used his flogger with the steel tips for a long time. It was.....good. I know, not a very good descriptive word but it was. By the end I was dripping and completely gone, wanting more. I am not a masochist at all and I do not find pleasure in pain, I stub my toe and cry. This is just...different. I am able to get to a point where I do not feel it at all. My adrenalin had been kicked into overdrive and kept there for a while as you cannot move nor make a sound. I can barely hear the caning or whatever. Also, to answer your question, I have not had a bruise in over a year. Sometimes a little sore but absolutely no marks or any sign of anything.....it is really weird to be honest and I wish I would bruise. 

Then there is the other aspect of it that is not physical. The fact that you are owned and controlled really rears its head during this time. It helps calm me. If we go for periods of time without I get edgy and am irritable. It helps set the world right again and holy is it a good stress reliever. If only they could bottle that feeling the world would be such a nicer place. Plus it pleases S and isn't that what it is all about? It sets him straight also. I don't know, we may be nutso but we sure are happy these days. So Anonymous, you do like a light spanking for pleasure....I say sometime, take it a step further....see what happens. Smile"

I'm a very lucky Master. 

Even if I am a bit....Nutso.