Conversation about bondage and bdsm
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Posted:May 25, 2012 11:14 am
Last Updated:Jul 28, 2012 5:39 pm
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Excerpt from an instant message conversation:
her: my point was just that i think this runs deep for me and has always been part of who I am
me: I get that
her: ok, and you?
me: are you asking for my comments on what you've written, or for how I came to my kink preferences?
her: whatever you feel inclined to say or share.
me: ok - when it comes to getting involved with someone in this way, I start slowly - trust, affection, connection take time to develop, and as much as I love turning on a lover, especially when it comes to pain I always want to be careful first
her: good to know VERY good
me: at the moment I can think of at least 2 previous and 2 current lovers I've had over the years who have had some interest not only in being bound and turned on, but also being spanked or other pain play
me: and while there were similar themes, they were each very different, and it was a process
her: ok. what gave you pleasure?
me: how many hours do you have? 
me: I love their excitement at losing control, being touched and not being able to (or being required to) do anything to stop it or reciprocate
her: very cool
me: I love turning them on, their scent, their squirming
her: omg
me: their moaning, (mildly) struggling
her: lovely just lovely
me: like captured animals, their ferocity
her: mmm.. you are rather a poet on this topic
me: thanks
me: their helplessness, their straining to come -but- I might not let them, just yet
me: or I might make them come over and over
me: and make them count the orgasms out loud
me: or get spanked if they lose count
her: well, my mind is reeling
her: you have the perfect mindset
me: great question to get me rolling
me: and of course, I'm always vigilant for the hand or foot turning a little blue, the "ouch" that was not intentional, or any sign that I've hurt them - and in fact, I'm usually far more upset than they've ever been when I've make a mistake, which is likely to happy in any "edgey" situation
me: does that make sense?
her: yes, and it's what the loving dominant was all about
her: it's all fun and games until someone gets hurt. lol
her: where do you usually play?
me: depends on the lover - I live alone, so my place is always available; some of my lovers live alone, some don't
her: oh, so you are polyamorous but not in a live-in situation
me: yes, and I have a traveling "toy bag"!
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Forced orgasm: Voluntary captivity
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Posted:Apr 1, 2011 8:39 pm
Last Updated:Nov 26, 2022 4:49 am
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She comes into my apartment, a little late. She's a little nervous, but eager. She closes the door behind her.
We hug, we kiss. She is so beautiful, but I don't tell her that. I can't help smiling.
I grab her by the hair, spin her around, and push her against the door. She instinctively put her hands out to catch herself, now in the perfect position, facing away from me, hands on the door, feet spread.
"Today you're going to call me Sir." I whisper in her ear, pressing up against her back, her soft behind. "Do you understand?"
"Y-yes."
I whack her in the ass. "What's that?"
"Yes, Sir!"
"That's better."
I throw 4 leather cuffs on the floor in front of her, two larger, two smaller. I take her by the hair again and, speaking right into her ear, say "put those on, RIGHT NOW!"
She says, "Yes Sir!" and scrambles to buckle them onto her ankles and wrists, a little off balance from my firm grip on her hair. I give her a little leeway to bend down to buckle the ankle cuffs, but not much.
When she's done, she straightens up again, still facing away from me.
"I can't hear you!" I say into her ear.
"Thank you, Sir!" she hastily says.
I command "Hands behind you, ankles together!" into her ear. She quickly obeys.
I padlock her wrist cuffs together, and then her ankles.
I swing her around by her hair, catching her before she falls, just to demonstrate how helpless she already is.
I push her up against the door, this time facing me, and with my face close to hers, I tell her, "I'm locking my collar on you now." I pull her head forward by her hair, wrap my leather collar around her neck, push the hasp through, and padlock it at the back of her lovely neck.
Then I pull her head by the hair back up against the door, still facing me.
"Now, we begin."
"Yes, Sir."
I look her over, like a piece of meat I've brought home from the store, still in its package, thinking about how I'm going to cook it. I run my hands over her body, feel her stiff nipples under her shirt, her flesh under her clothes.
I unbutton her soft white cotton blouse, pull her breasts out of her bra.
I take out my spring-loaded clover nipple clamps, connected by a silver chain, one clamp in each hand. I squeeze their levers, opening each one's rubber-tipped jaw, and hold them out in front of her. "If you want to stop now, I'll untie you and send you home. If you want more, you will lean forward and put each nipple into a clamp. It's your choice, decide now."
I look deep into her eyes. I clearly mean what I say. She blinks a few times, looks at me, at the nipple clamps, and then....
More to come... What would you do? Tell me in the Comments.
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Flirts from fake profiles? Seriously?
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Posted:Jan 30, 2011 7:17 pm
Last Updated:Jan 21, 2013 10:31 pm
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What is it with all these people with fake profiles sending me Flirts or Kisses?
Do they really think I wouldn't notice that:
- They haven't viewed my profile first.
- We are mutually incompatible regarding Age and Distance - For example, a 22-year-old in Seattle is flirting with me? Seriously?
- Their profile description is not only poorly written (not uncommon here on ThreeSomeFinder.com), but is also clearly incompatible with mine. You're here on ThreeSomeFinder.com to find a man to love you, and only you, for the rest of your life? Seriously?
I usually immediately report them as Suspected Fake Accounts. Some of the time their accounts have already disappeared before I can take action, which probably means that other members have already complained--excellent!
I can only imagine what level of scams they're here to run on unsuspecting, vulnerable, lonely people.
For more info on protecting yourself and fighting back, check out the group "The Girls From Ghana."
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Forced orgasm: The Test
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Posted:Dec 24, 2010 11:29 pm
Last Updated:Dec 22, 2012 1:23 pm
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You're tied to the bed, completely naked. I'm alternately turning you on with a vibrator, my fingers, and my tongue, keeping you on the edge of orgasm.
Squeezing your nipples and firmly licking your clit, you're close to coming when I whisper, "Capital of North Dakota?" You stammer, "Fargo?" I say, "Wrong!" and stop touching you for a moment.
Then, I slowly start licking you again. After what seems like an eternity I bring you close to orgasm again and suddenly whisper, "Capital of Brazil?" and you say "Rio?" - "Wrong!" and again you're forced to cool down.
Then, ever so slowly rubbing you with my fingers I heat you up again. You're grinding your hips, wishing I'd go faster when I whisper, "Capital of Spain?" and you shout "Madrid!" I smile and put my mouth, fingers, and vibrator all into coordinated action, finally pushing you over the edge!
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