I am looking to find a submissive lady for lots and lots of fun. I am seeking a lady who will dress to please and with an open and inquisitive mind throw herself into the fun. Check out this fantasy it is the tip of the iceberg of my imagination! Let me know what you think. Tell me more about what fires your mind and body. The day started out as it usually does. I rolled out of bed, showered, drank a cup of coffee and off to work I went. My life and work are dull and boring. I chided myself that I am always looking for more. Something new different and exciting. In fact, this morning I was feeling a little excited. On a whim I had decided to wear some of my sexiest underwear under my no-nonsense business suit. I was wearing the finest Italian silk and fully fashioned stockings. The feeling of the material against my soft skin would remind me all day of what a sexy lady I was under my drab work pera. The day passed much as any other day. The usual pointless meetings and panics that accompany a woman in my position. I had noticed that I had got some lingering looks from some of my male colleagues who had obviously noticed my stockings. I liked the feelings that they raised in me. I am a desirable woman and that really feels good. These sensual feelings combined with the feel of silk against my skin were quite arousing. In fact, my mind had wandered off a few times and I am sure, that if anyone was looking closely, the look on my face would have been all too easy to read! I had even noticed I was walking differently by the end of the day. There was definitely a sexy wiggle in my walk and a smile on my face. Driving home that evening, I reflected on the men at work. I'd gone out with and bedded a few of them with the same results. Being in a senior position with the power to hire and fire seemed to always get in the way of relationships. Most of the men I finally did go out with were just as stuffy in bed as out. My journey was a short one and I was soon turning into my driveway. Opening the door I wished for a little excitement, a small adventure. I locked the door and dropped my bag at the foot of the stairs. I collected the mail and leafed through the letters. Nothing exciting there! I checked out the fridge and decided a simple dish of pasta would be the best choice for dinner and maybe a film. I opened a bottle of red wine and decided that before anything else, a long hot soak in the bath was required. As I climbed the stairs I felt a little strange, like I was being watched. I stopped at the top and looked around. Everything seemed fine. I must be more tired than I thought. I headed for my bedroom. I opened the door and stepped in. I didn't need a light to get undressed despite the low light level coming through the window. I had taken two paces into the room when a hand closed over my mouth. Instantly my adrenaline soared and I felt more afraid than I ever had. I struggled against my attacker until I felt the cold steel against my throat. It was at his whispered threat that I fainted. I don't know how long it was before I woke. I opened my eyes to darkness. I blinked there was something covering my eyes. A blindfold! I shook my head and the memory of being grabbed swamped my mind and that was when I realised something else was wrong and panic flooded my system. I tried to move and couldn't. I couldn't see anythign and I was restrained. I was naked and I was tied spread-eagle with pillows under my butt and my pussy arching upwards. I was frantically trying to free myself when I heard footsteps approaching and lay back very still trying to fake unconciousness. As he sat next to me and placed a hand upon my naked stomach, I jumped and cried out. My sudden jerk belied my conscious state and I heard him whisper, "Be very quite or I will have to gag you. Now, this will be warm, enjoy." I felt the oil being slowly poured over my breasts then down towards and finally on my pussy. His hands were slowly massaging the oil into my skin. Down my torso, my thighs and calves. His breath was warm on my nipple just before his lips covered first one then the other, rolling them in his mouth and caressing them with his tongue until, I realised they were standing erect. I fought the sensations but couldn't help myself as a groan escaped my lips. I blushed and could sense him smiling at my weakness. His hands were roving my body as my mind whirled in a confusion of thoughts. Who was this man? Was this a ? How could I free myself? I heard his whispers of things to come which reinforced how helpless I was to stop him. He was totally in control and I would have to endure anything and everything he wanted to do to me. I felt his tongue following where his hands had gone. He was kissing and licking my thighs, moving slowly towards my private parts. My pussy. I tried in vain to close my legs but I was tied in place. He teased me with tender caresses all around my precious place but making sure not to make contact with me, there. God I was so aroused. How could this be?? How could my body betray me so?? I didn't want this I couldn't want this!! I fought to contain myself as I started to melt with the sensations. I felt an ache deep inside and the blood rushing to my pussy. He must be able to see and smell my arousal as my juices started to flow. I tried to remain still and cold to his touch but the sensations were driving me mad. I ached for his tongue and lips to devour me. My hips had developed a mind of their own and were moving to trap him into contact with my pussy. My breathing was shallow and my nipples were aching. The heat spreading through my body was intense. I could stand it no longer and I heard myself saying, "Oh God please touch me, eat me, please, please!". I couldn't believe that was me. I blushed and bit my lip. What a slut I must be!! Then, suddenly, as I lay there writhing and helpless, his mouth was gently sucking my outer lips as his fingers softly parted me. Then I was opened to him and there was nothing I could do about it. "Oh my God, yes, yes!" I moaned. I was completely caught up in how much I craved for him to continue as his tongue slid up my inner folds and he sucked my clit into his mouth and very gently tongued it. The sensation was delicious. His finger slid deep into my hole, pulling in and out as his lips and tongue stroked my pussy. I could feel the building surge of my orgasm and obviously so could he. He stopped all contact abruptly. I heard myself begging him not to stop and wriggling wildly trying to find his lips once more but he had moved off the bed. Without warning I felt my left ankle being released but was so confused with the crazy feelings and sensations I could do nothing to prevent him repositioning me. God did I even want to stop him? My leg was pulled back and my ankle secured to the head of the bed. He did the same to my right one and I felt even more exposed and vulnerable but my arousal had barely subsided. My body ached and craved that orgasm I had been so cruelly denied. Then I felt him there on the bed between my thighs. His lips again encircled and gently sucked my nipples my already primed body sought the denied orgasm. He began, again, gently teasing me. All over my body with little kisses, nibbles and caresses. My head was spining with desire. Every ounce of my being wanted this man. He was teasing me around my pussy once more and I could hear myself begging him and promising him anything if he would let me cum. Then his tongue was touching me but so barely touching me it was agony. He teased my clit, my lips, the entrance to my pussy and my ass. I was writhing and moaning and begging, completely lost in him. Then he quickly concentrated on my clit and his touch became more insistant. His rythm steady as he drove me through my first orgasm that night. I bucked wildly and cried out as my oragasm crashed over me like great waves hitting the shore. Before I had ridden it to the end he positioned himself between my legs and I felt his stiff cock pressing into me. He slammed into me and I matched his rythm, moaning as I felt the next tidal wave building deep within me. Ordinarily I would have been revolted by this situation however for some rea the fact that I was at his mercy, and could do nothing to stop this, I just went with it and my arousal climbed to unknown heights. Harder and harder we slammed into each other. I felt him grow and tense as his seed fired into me. My moans became screams as my mind and body exploded with an orgasm so intense that I was once again rendered temporarily unconscious. I awoke to find myself warm under the sheets with oil slicked skin and quite alone. If not for the pleasant ache between my legs I would have thought it was a dream. I had never experienced anything like that and knew that I craved more of him. The thought was embarrassing but I would do anything to get more, I truely was his slut.

Tell one of your favorite sexual fantasies. Don't hold back!:
I called Heather up and invited her over for dinner. She
arrived promptly at seven PM. She was dressed in a clinging blue dress, her legs encased in sheer stockings
and her feet in heels. I greeted her at the door with a light kiss on the cheek. <br><br>
Heather and I have a good friendship, based on years of knowing each other well. We've never been lovers,
but we've shared slaves many times. Whenever I want to
have one of my female slaves serve a woman, Heather is the one. <br><br>
We moved to the living room where I'd just opened a bottle of wine. She sat across from me, with her legs crossed. We chatted about idle topics, the weather, our
jobs, etc. The subject of our last get-together came up.
She'd helped me dominate a slave. Both she and I were
well serviced that time. I'd fucked my slave while
Heather was eaten out by her. The slave had thoroughly satisfied us both. <br><br>
I said, "I noticed that you really seemed to get into
it." <br><br>
"Yes, I just really got into it. She has a very pleasing
tongue." <br><br>
"I could also see when you stopped being her dominant
and started giving in to the pleasure she was giving you. It was erotic." <br><br>
"Mmmm." <br><br>
"I've suspected that you've a submissive
streak in you. Is that true?" <br><br>
Her eyes locked with mine. I could see the conflicting emotions behind her eyes. She's never mentioned anything
even remotely like that to me, and I could see that my last statement has hit some sort of nail right on the head. I could also sense her fear, and how much the thought of her being submissive scared her. I also began
to see that the idea was exciting to her. <br><br>
"I've never submitted to anyone before, but
the thought has entered my fantasies. Some parts of submission turn
me on, but others either scare me to death or completely
turn me off." <br><br>
"Such as?" I asked. <br><br>
"Well, the idea of surrendering to someone is great.
I like the idea of being tied down. I'd like to be fucked
while tied over a chair. But the idea of pain doesn't
do much for me. Maybe a light spanking, but not much heavier than that." <br><br>
Her last sentence surprised me. I've seen her dominate
slaves before, and she could be quite cruel and sadistic. I said as much. <br><br>
"To tell the truth, one of the things I really get off
on when I'm with a slave is fulfilling their fantasies.
I only give pain to those slaves that want it. With some of my slaves, I've never even spanked them. I like the
idea of giving a submissive what their fantasies call for. It's exciting to excite a slave. But I don't
really like pain. <br><br>
"On the other hand, I'd like to feel like I'm
owned, that what I'm doing is for my dominant's pleasure.
I'd like to be a little humiliated, to prove how much I'll
do for either him or her. I find those thoughts arousing." <br><br>
I glanced over her body and could detect signs of her arousal. Her nipples were erect, pushing against the material of her dress. She crossed and uncrossed her legs a couple of times. Her breathing was quicker. I spoke. <br><br>
"Come over here." <br><br>
She got up from the couch and crossed over to me. I reached up and pulled her head down to me for a kiss. She melted against me as I pushed my tongue through my lips and into her mouth. Her hands came around behind my
back and started pulling our bodies together. Our tongues explored the insides of each other's mouths.
<br><br>
My hands caressed her back, running the soft material through my fingers. She kissed me back as passionately
as I'd kissed her. We broke from the kiss and stared
into each other's eyes. <br><br>
Some invisible wall between us had come down. "I've
wanted you to do that for a long time" she said. I stood
us both up. I started to remove her dress, but she insisted on doing it for me. She slowly slithered out of
her dress to stand before me in her bra, panties, garter, stockings and heels. I led her into the dining room. I had her wait there for a minute, and went to get a couple of things. <br><br>
When I returned, I put a waist belt on her, and cuffed her elbows to it. I put ankle and wrist cuffs on her, then ran a thin chain between the wrist cuffs and the waist belt. I had her sit in on of the chairs and attached her ankles to two of the legs. <br><br>
I went into the kitchen and returned with the food that I'd prepared, a medium rare steak, baked potatoes,
some broccoli, and another bottle of wine. I poured us both a
glass of wine. I raised the glass to her lips and gave her a sip of the wine. She fell into her role quite well. I stopped for a second and thought about how much she trusts me. Even with all of her fears, she willingly
surrendered to me. She knew that she was safe. <br><br>
I fed her her dinner as I ate my own. Most of the time I used my fingers to put morsels into her mouth. Each bite
was accepted as a gift that she was delighted to receive. She constantly licked my fingers clean, running
her tongue between the digits, and occasionally sucking
one or two fingers into her mouth. Each bite seemed to drive her deeper into her fantasy. <br><br>
After dinner, I got up and released her from the chair. I had her do the dishes while I retired to the living room. I looked at the crotch of her panties and noticed further signs of her increasing arousal. The part over
her pussy was very damp. She did the dishes and found me in the living room. <br><br>
"Time for dessert, Heather, " I blurted out.
I then stood up and removed my clothes. I went back out to the kitchen and returned with a bowl of fruit cocktail that
I'd made. I latched her ankle cuffs and connected her
wrist cuffs behind her back. I then laid down on the floor and placed several pieces of fruit salad on my body. I made sure to put some of the juice on the parts of my body that didn't have fruit. "Enjoy your
dessert, " I said. <br><br>
She began at my feet. She licked the juice from my toes, and ran her tongue over the rest of my sole. Her tongue slowly worked its way up my body. Every time she came to a piece of fruit, she opened her mouth a little wider and used her tongue to lick it into the wet areas behind her teeth. She'd loudly chew on the fruit and gulp with
an obvious pleasure. <br><br>
As she worked her way towards my now rock hard dick, she bypassed it. She liquidly licked my chest and my neck. She paid particular attention to my nipples, spending
much more time than she needed to remove the fruit and juices. By this time my cock was so hard that it almost hurt. <br><br>
She ran her tongue down my torso in a wet slippery S shape when the only area left was my crotch. I could smell her arousal. She began to lick the areas around my
dick, lightly grazing my hard-on. She took each of my balls into her mouth and sucked gently, running her tongue around the surface. Finally, she started to work
on my cock, licking each side. <br><br>
She worked continuously up and down the sides. She took
the head into her mouth and pushed herself down on it very slowly, millimeter by millimeter it seemed. When
she'd put me into her mouth as far as it would go, she
started running her tongue around it while she sucked.
She built up the tempo, gradually taking longer and longer strokes. God was she good. She brought me to a toe-curling orgasm, hungrily gulping down my semen. I
thought I was going to cum forever. <br><br>
I lay back spent on the floor and she just collapsed against me. We stayed in that position for a few minutes. After I had calmed down, I stood up and led her into the bedroom. <br><br>
In the bedroom, I unlatched her hands and laid her face up on the bed. I removed her panties and bra, leaving on the garter belt, stockings and heels. I took each of her
wrists and ankles and attached them to the four corners
of the bed. I went out and got a glass of ice water. We each had a sip to refresh ourselves. <br><br>
I then started in on her body. I began by running my hands along her body. Her breasts were standing up, almost like they were at attention. Her nipples were hard, and I got quite a moan from her when I ran my palms against them. Her belly was taught, and her leg muscles strained as she arched forward to receive my caresses. <br><br>
Each touch brought increasing pleasure to her. When I laid her on the bed she had already been very wet, but after I'd massaged her for a while, she was drenched.
I brought my hands to her pussy and began to play with it. <br><br>
I separated her outer lips with my two pinkies, and used
my other eight fingers to examine her. I put a couple of them inside her, while my thumbs sought out her clit. She threw her hips up off of the bed to drive my fingers in even deeper. My thumbs were driving her crazy. Her breath escaped her lips in ragged gasps. <br><br>
She was throwing her head back and forth wildly. As she approached orgasm, I removed my fingers from inside of
her to give her a chance to calm down. She started pleading with me to take her over the edge. I merely smiled and watched her agony for a few minutes. <br><br>
I began again by licking her neck and nibbling on her earlobes. She really began to thrash on the bed. I continued to lick my way down her body, pausing for extended periods at her most sensitive areas. She particularly liked being licked on her wrists and her feet. She became a single pleasure point. It seemed that
anything I licked drove her crazy. I paid particular attention to her reactions, looking for her erogenous
zones, trying every square inch of her body. I eventually licked my way up the insides of her thighs. <br><br>
I could tell that the lack of an orgasm had driven her to heights of passion she didn't know she could reach.
Higher and higher I drove her. When I finally placed my lips against her drenched pussy lips, she exploded, bucking her hips against my face. I continued my assault
on her. <br><br>
I licked all around her pubic area, running my tongue from her clit all the way to her ass and everything in between. She continued to cum and cum again. It felt like I had my face in her vagina for hours, but it was probably only 45 minutes or so. I pulled my face away and crawled up her body. <br><br>
She stretched her neck up and licked her juices from my face. I in turn kissed her face and licked all over. Our tongues intertwined and she strained against her bonds,
trying to hug me to her. I looked her in the face and said, "Do you want to be fucked now?" <br><br>
"More than anything in the world. Please fuck me.
Put yourself into me. Take me, I'm yours." <br><br>
I reached down and let her ankles free. She drew her knees back to her chest as I stooped to enter her. I rubbed the head of my dick against her opening. She tried to push herself up onto me. I pulled back just a bit. This was my fuck and I was going to be the one to enter her. I put the head of my dick in and waited. <br><br>
She kept trying to impale herself on me, but I kept pulling back to control the flow. She stopped trying to
make it happen and laid back on the bed. I started to push myself in. Everything we'd done up to now had left
her very damp and ready for me. I could have slid all the way in if that was what I wanted. But I didn't. I started with short strokes, slowly increasing the depth
of my thrusts. <br><br>
She began thrashing her head again, screaming, "Yes!
Oh god yes! Fuck me! Take me! I love your dick! I love your dick! Oh god! Oh god!!" <br><br>
Already I was in an advanced state of excitement. I kept
my orgasm from happening for as long as I could. I couldn't take it any longer. I felt my orgasm well up
from the bottom of my balls. I exploded into her as she had her most powerful orgasm yet. I came and came and came. It was one of the most explosive orgasms I've
ever had. I finally collapsed against her, panting and gasping for air. <br><br>
When I awoke from my stupor, I reached over and unlatched her wrists. She curled up against me, and we fell into a deep, satisfying sleep.

What types of sexual activities turn you on?:
Giving Oral Sex, Receiving Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Toys (Vibrators/Dildos/etc.), Rimming, Fetishes, Light Bondage, Hard Bondage, Spanking, Role Playing, Threesomes, Slave/Master, Cross Dressing, Voyeurism, Handcuffs/Shackles, Breast/Nipple Torture, Clamps, etc., Blindfolds, Leather, Latex, Fisting, Massage

What factors are most important to you when looking for a sexual partner?:
A little of each

Ever fantasized about having sex with a celebrity? Who? What turns you on about them?:
Dita von Teese because of her retro style.

Have you ever had cybersex?:
I've tried it, but it's just not the same.

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