Just the Tip!

Today my client needed to be devoid of control and choice, instead placing his body, his mind and his will in my hands. That’s what I’m here for, to take control so you don’t have to even think. So that we can have fun and only I know what will happen next…

I started his medical exam with a sweet smile, inquiring his reason for coming into the office today. “My prostate,” he said, “it seems to be flaring up. I need that checked out…please.” “Of course,” I reply, “I will take very good care of you today.” I checked his weight and  height first, starting out nice and easy. I felt his thyroid and his neck for lumps, looked in his ears to make sure they looked clean, and pulled his tongue out of his mouth so I could check his tongue and throat. Next, I took my stethoscope and placed the hard, cold metal on the left side of his chest and listened…Then the right side… I forcibly pushed  his legs apart so I could step between them and, touching my body against his, placed the metal on his back. “Cough.” He coughed as I listened and then placed the cold metal against the other side of his back and ordered him to cough again. I ordered him to stand, sweetly yet firmly, and grabbed his scrotum. “Cough once more,” I told him. He obliged. I then made sure that the nerves in his nipples were working well, tweaking and pulling them lightly. “Now, lie down on the table.” After he laid down I pulled his arms up and over his head and cuffed him. I dragged my nails down his chest, just enough so he could feel them scraping him.

“Now, lets check all your nerve function.” I pulled out my Wartenberg wheel, my favorite medical tool, and ran it down the insides of his arms, his neck, his chest and nipples, and the inside of his legs. He shuddered and closed his eyes after testing his bonds, but he was all mine and he knew it. Next it was time to start checking his prostate. Thoroughly.

I pulled out a nitrile glove and lubed up my first two fingers. I lubed up his asshole and then slowly pushed my first finger in. It slid in easily and quickly, and as I palpated his prostate I finger-fucked his nice little ass. It wasn’t long before I graduated to two fingers, and then three. My goodness, I just was slipping right in! My fingers just weren’t able to palpate him to the extent I wanted, so I took out my strap-on and put it on with a nice sized cock. After putting a condom on it I jumped on top of him with my cock near his mouth and looked down at him. “Lick my cock and give me a good blowjob.” He jumped right in and paid good attention to my dick, getting it nice and lubed up for anal play. After forcing him to deep throat me for a little bit, I got back off and lubed up. I ordered him to scoot his ass all the way to the edge of the table and penetrated him slowly as he gasped. I pushed in and out in small increments so that his not-so-tight asshole could get used to me, because I was planning on fisting him after he was nice and warmed up. After fucking his ass until I knew he was ready for more I untied the cuffs from the exam table and ordered him to lie on his back on the main table. I re-cuffed him to the table and continued to get his ass ready for my fist using a larger dildo with more lube. Soon, it was time.

I took out a nice long green glove and lubed it up until it was almost dripping. I slowly inserted first one, two, three and four fingers. He was ready. I pushed in my hand as far as I could without forcing my knuckles in so that I could make sure he was good and lubed.  On the next insert I squeezed my hand all the way in past his sphincter as he made a little face of pain. It was so cute coming from my sex slave! I pushed my hand in again, making a fist inside him and pulling it out. Over and over, each time he had a little grimace. And yet I knew he was enjoying himself! Finally, he asked me to stop inside him and asked for permission to finish himself off. I was feeling benevolent so I let him cum with my fist up his ass. He shuddered once more as I drew back out, and I knew he would be remembering me for a good, long time.

Sexuality Expanded

Playing with the clients in Heaven, trying out and being a part of such a varied number of sexual interests, has expanded my horizons…or Her-izons perhaps…immensely. I feel powerful and strong, sexual and sensual and confident above all else in my abilities to be myself and enchant others. I have always been very outwardly sexual, and often confused people when they found out the truth. The truth is I think a lot, and fantastized a lot but was always a little shy or nervous about being judged by others. Not so much myself, but what I might want to try.

I get off a lot on my partner being into whatever is going on. If I feel or think that they are just going through the motions to make me happy but are not sincerely interested in the act, it kills it for me. You better fucking like getting tied up/tying me up if we are going to have some fun. Otherwise, my interest wanes and I become distant and almost asexual. I have no interest in going through the motions… I want to feel the experiences, embrace them fully with mind, body and soul.

Since having so much play of a sexual nature, I am more trusting as well. Being nervous and shy? They stemmed a lot from not trusting others or not trusting myself, and I am very much more sensual through and through in public and private. Trust is such an important aspect of a relationship, even if it is the relationship of a one night stand. “Normal straight sex” is okay with or without trust, but the more interesting and fun things, such as anal, oral, using toys, bondage, etc. are very dull for me without mutual trust. Of course not everyone is going to have the same interests. That’s a given in life, what with the billions of people or are molded by the hundreds if not thousands of cultures, social structures and governments.

I continuously discover things about myself and my sexuality. I am embracing more the things that I enjoyed but may have been nervous to bring up in conversation or try. And truthfully, it is some awesome fucking! The point is, enjoy your body and feed it what it wants. As long as you are not hurting someone (unless they like it 😉 ) or ruining your own future, give it a try. Be free and confident in your self. In the words of the great Van Wilder, “You shouldn’t take life too seriously. You’ll never get out of it alive.”

 

Don’t Settle!

The house that I was at never felt right to me. The environment was strained and stressful, the people seemed wonderful one minute and would turn at the drop of a hat to something else. Not necessarily mean or catty, but there was always a lack of basic intelligence and common sense surrounding me. And that never suits me. So after two weeks traveling far to a mediocre job (I’m sure many people have that experience) I decided that it was not good enough for me. I am better than that! I deserve to work hard and have my efforts actually pay off!

I enjoyed what I was doing, but not where I was doing it. I had the thrill at the beginning of each session that lasted throughout, until it was over and I was just back to being with people that didn’t respect me at all. I have been referring to the old place as The Whorehouse…that is what it felt like more and more as the days went on. This was greatly due to it being run by a man who had no understanding of the Lifestyle. It was money, plain and simple. SO! I knew that there just must be something better out there! The reason I had not looked before is due to a) the amazing 5 minute drive and b) my newness to the fetish lifestyle and not knowing what it could be like. After the Whorehouse moved the long drives and strained silences were no longer tolerable. I am lucky that they moved. They made ME move on too.

I scoured Backpage, and Googled my way to a few establishments which I contacted. After the first interview, I knew I was doing the right thing. It was professional, it was well stocked…and it was run by women. But still it seemed like there was something lacking for my own personal tastes and sensibilities. I continued looking…until I found Heaven. I can easily refer to it as Heaven because of the sharp contrast with the Whorehouse, and even were there not a ready comparison it is inevitably the most tasteful and upscale establishment I could have imagined. A beautiful and elegant layout run by a savvy businesswoman who has been in the lifestyle for a lifetime. Seeing her response to my inquiring email was like a soft caress to my soul. Hearing her voice on the phone for our initial contact was like being wrapped in a delectable and gauzy drapery that brightens the world. And meeting her at the interview left me smiling and excited for the rest of the day and then some. She easily has me wrapped in the glow she exudes and my only wish is to make her proud.

Don’t settle for something that is not worth you and your time. You will find your Heaven, but you have to search for it first.