If you ask your Zombie Slave to fetch you a snack, don't expect him to come back with a salad.
Monday, October 31, 2011
Happy Halloween! :)
Should have posted this hours ago lest the angry mob of Slavegirl Sissy fans outside break down the door, all carrying pitchforks and torches and demanding the return of the ZOMBIE SLAVE! ;)
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Mistress of Montages
We shot the footage that became our “Sissy Bitch Spanked and Fucked!” video on the night that tia did his own makeup for the first time. Although I’d filmed the makeup-putting-on part of the evening I delayed publishing that bit (Sissy Puts On Her Face) until now because it took a LOT of editing. I spent half a day working on a clip that turned out to be about nine minutes.
“What is it that has to be done that takes so long?” people wonder. Let me try to explain..say I have shot some film of me buggering tia. What that will have involved is me setting up the lights & camera to film from one position, fucking him for a few minutes, then stopping to move the camera to another position. Repeatedly. I like to get multiple angles in and since we don’t generally have the services of a cameraman this is the only way to do it.
After the footage is shot what I’ll have is a collection of bits filmed from different angles, that have to be trimmed down (you don’t need to see me walking back and forth to the camera) and stitched together to form one continuous, and continuously exciting, scene. I put in things like crossfades, or fade-to-blacks, and each and every one of these has to be timed just right. There may be different sound levels that have to be adjusted too. Like if I am holding the camera my voice will be much louder than if it’s on a tripod six feet away. It’s very fiddly work. (Kinda perfect for my aspie nature.) And the more cuts and transitions I need to do, the longer it will take to edit the clip.
I knew that makeup bit would have a LOT of transitions, so I had to wait til I had time enough to work on it. I like to think my post-production skills are decent, and I get really chuffed when tia (who is a film geek) praises my work. And he has been going on about the excellence of my montage-making all morning. I think it was worth waiting for. :)
“What is it that has to be done that takes so long?” people wonder. Let me try to explain..say I have shot some film of me buggering tia. What that will have involved is me setting up the lights & camera to film from one position, fucking him for a few minutes, then stopping to move the camera to another position. Repeatedly. I like to get multiple angles in and since we don’t generally have the services of a cameraman this is the only way to do it.
After the footage is shot what I’ll have is a collection of bits filmed from different angles, that have to be trimmed down (you don’t need to see me walking back and forth to the camera) and stitched together to form one continuous, and continuously exciting, scene. I put in things like crossfades, or fade-to-blacks, and each and every one of these has to be timed just right. There may be different sound levels that have to be adjusted too. Like if I am holding the camera my voice will be much louder than if it’s on a tripod six feet away. It’s very fiddly work. (Kinda perfect for my aspie nature.) And the more cuts and transitions I need to do, the longer it will take to edit the clip.
I knew that makeup bit would have a LOT of transitions, so I had to wait til I had time enough to work on it. I like to think my post-production skills are decent, and I get really chuffed when tia (who is a film geek) praises my work. And he has been going on about the excellence of my montage-making all morning. I think it was worth waiting for. :)
Friday, October 21, 2011
Bikini party girl Part II. (Mistress's version)
Wednesday October 12th was one of my monthly play parties, and by a brilliant stroke of luck my slave tia was off work and able to attend. I promised him that he would be *thoroughly* used, and so he was.
I started off by dressing her in her new bikini, then warmed her up with a good beating. Then we cooled off in the pool before I led her back to the bunkhouse for her first fuck of the day. The room was dark but I know our audience (i.e. the other guests who happened to be in the room) enjoyed the sight of me banging her. I first took her doggy-style (and had my first orgasm), as she knelt on a low ottoman. Then I fucked her again (and came again) while she lay on her back with her feet up in the stirrups of an antique ob/gyn table.
Afterward I made her fetch a cloth to clean my cock before ordering her to suck it. And then, with her moaning, dazed & begging to be used some more, we went back in the pool. *wickedgrin*
After we came back from dinner (steak and 2-for-1 happy hour drinks) we wandered around chatting for a awhile. I’d dressed tia in a soft robin’s egg blue tshirt, her white, ruffly, sheer panties with the multi-colored dots, and coordinating rainbow striped thigh-socks.* A friend of mine whom I had important business to discuss with showed up, and we were sitting on one of the beds in the bunkhouse talking when it occurred to me that tia would be getting fidgety…and I’d been noting for ages how much she missed having a flesh and blood cock to suck on…and that another friend of mine, an older gentleman who I remembered being fun to play with on previous occasions, was standing right there So I asked him if he’d like to get his dick serviced and when he agreed I ordered tia down on her knees.
This came as a bit of a shock to her. *evilgrin*
But she (good girl!) obeyed, and she got her reward a few minutes later when a new guest – one rather younger and hunkier – showed up. I asked him if he’d like to join in, he gave an enthusiastic yes, and our old friend gracefully passed tia along to the new boy. You can read in her own words how much she enjoyed being used by HunkyGuy; I enjoyed watching so much that I quickly got distracted from my conversation and decided to get some action myself. I invited our older friend over to lick my pussy a bit, and after taking my pleasure rewarded his efforts with some nipple biting. Rather fierce nipple biting in fact, which he seemed to enjoy very much.
My “reset” button pressed I checked to see that tia and her new boy-friend were engrossed in each other, and decided to try and resume my lost conversation. I found my friend outside and we were strolling by the pool a short while later when HunkyGuy came along. I inquired if my sissy slut had pleased him and he assured me she had, with a big smile on his face. I said goodbye to my friend and when tia herself came wandering out a few minutes later I grabbed her leash** and led her back to the bunkhouse to get fucked again.
This time I had her climb up into the leather sling, and bound her ankles to the suspending chains so her legs were kept in the air & spread. The lights were on so the other folks in the room got a much better view. And tia herself had the best view of all, looking up into the huge mirror that’s mounted above the sling. I meant for her to cum (finally) and it’s a good thing, because after just a few minutes of thrusting she completely lost control, and shot her sissy-cream all over her tummy. I scooped up as much of it as I could with my fingers and fed it to her. And that was about the end of the action for the day.
I’d say it was a good party. ;D
*Have I mentioned that I have a THING for sissies in SOCKS?
** And did I forget to mention also the leather pet collar & rope leash she wore all day as I led her around?
I started off by dressing her in her new bikini, then warmed her up with a good beating. Then we cooled off in the pool before I led her back to the bunkhouse for her first fuck of the day. The room was dark but I know our audience (i.e. the other guests who happened to be in the room) enjoyed the sight of me banging her. I first took her doggy-style (and had my first orgasm), as she knelt on a low ottoman. Then I fucked her again (and came again) while she lay on her back with her feet up in the stirrups of an antique ob/gyn table.
Afterward I made her fetch a cloth to clean my cock before ordering her to suck it. And then, with her moaning, dazed & begging to be used some more, we went back in the pool. *wickedgrin*
After we came back from dinner (steak and 2-for-1 happy hour drinks) we wandered around chatting for a awhile. I’d dressed tia in a soft robin’s egg blue tshirt, her white, ruffly, sheer panties with the multi-colored dots, and coordinating rainbow striped thigh-socks.* A friend of mine whom I had important business to discuss with showed up, and we were sitting on one of the beds in the bunkhouse talking when it occurred to me that tia would be getting fidgety…and I’d been noting for ages how much she missed having a flesh and blood cock to suck on…and that another friend of mine, an older gentleman who I remembered being fun to play with on previous occasions, was standing right there So I asked him if he’d like to get his dick serviced and when he agreed I ordered tia down on her knees.
This came as a bit of a shock to her. *evilgrin*
But she (good girl!) obeyed, and she got her reward a few minutes later when a new guest – one rather younger and hunkier – showed up. I asked him if he’d like to join in, he gave an enthusiastic yes, and our old friend gracefully passed tia along to the new boy. You can read in her own words how much she enjoyed being used by HunkyGuy; I enjoyed watching so much that I quickly got distracted from my conversation and decided to get some action myself. I invited our older friend over to lick my pussy a bit, and after taking my pleasure rewarded his efforts with some nipple biting. Rather fierce nipple biting in fact, which he seemed to enjoy very much.
My “reset” button pressed I checked to see that tia and her new boy-friend were engrossed in each other, and decided to try and resume my lost conversation. I found my friend outside and we were strolling by the pool a short while later when HunkyGuy came along. I inquired if my sissy slut had pleased him and he assured me she had, with a big smile on his face. I said goodbye to my friend and when tia herself came wandering out a few minutes later I grabbed her leash** and led her back to the bunkhouse to get fucked again.
This time I had her climb up into the leather sling, and bound her ankles to the suspending chains so her legs were kept in the air & spread. The lights were on so the other folks in the room got a much better view. And tia herself had the best view of all, looking up into the huge mirror that’s mounted above the sling. I meant for her to cum (finally) and it’s a good thing, because after just a few minutes of thrusting she completely lost control, and shot her sissy-cream all over her tummy. I scooped up as much of it as I could with my fingers and fed it to her. And that was about the end of the action for the day.
I’d say it was a good party. ;D
*Have I mentioned that I have a THING for sissies in SOCKS?
** And did I forget to mention also the leather pet collar & rope leash she wore all day as I led her around?
Saturday, October 15, 2011
'Porn' From the Stone Age, or 'A Young Perv Awakens'
These kids today...ai yi yi, they have it made... *old man voice*
I remember way back when I was a preteen/teenager, wayyy back before this newfangled 'internet' thing made it possible for you to find every variety of smut and porn under the sun, I had to figure out my developing sexuality and get my thrills on my own. No internet, too young to go to adult stores, what's a budding young perv to do?
Obviously as a responsible adult I don't condone underagers looking at porn and if by chance any of you reading these words ARE underage LOG OFF immediately and, I dunno, go watch something wholesome, damnit!
Like watch videos on MTV. Lady Gaga or Rhianna or something. :P
So, anyway...I was young, it was the early 80's, I had all of these urges and thoughts fermenting in my head, what was I to do?
One avenue was stolen porn magazines, or getting into my friend's dad's porn mag stash. He had all kinds of vanilla stuff. Hustlers and some XXX movie mags mostly. Nice to look at really but nothing really memorable. No, the real find for me was the 'letters' style of magazine. Big thick volumes of letters written by so-called 'real readers' that you instinctively knew were bullshit but that didn't matter really. "You wouldn't believe it, but I picked up these hitchhiking Swedish twins in my van and...." That kind of thing.
Many of these magazines were divided up into sections based on an activity or kink. They seemed to have something for everyone, from voyeurism to swinging to interracial encounters to you-name-it. Every couple of pages would be a kind of hot grainy B&W photo that only, with a bit of imagination, tied into the activity that group of letters happened to be about.
I was...mesmerized..by the Femdom section. I'd read the letters over and over again, imagining the action, putting myself in the place of the hapless submissive male who was being overpowered, blackmailed, put into bondage and feminized into permanent captivity to a beautiful Dominant Woman who would keep him her slave and playtoy forever..
To me, it wasn't like I made a conscious decision in my head "Oh that sounds hot, I would like to try that someday". It was more of...an epiphany of sorts. A realization deep in my heart, soul, and loins that this is who I am. Feelings and urges inside of me for years before I had even picked up a porno magazine in my life--things that I didn't understand suddenly had names and identities. I was a submissive male. I was into BDSM. I needed to belong to a Mistress. I now had a vocabulary and a frame of reference for these feelings and needs.
The aches in my body to be used and abused, dominated and enslaved like the men in the stories was so painful it was...delicious.
Now...what to do about it? I wanted...needed...more....
And in those miserable pre-internet Reagan years of youth there was NOTHING else. So I got, quite frankly, pathetic.
There exists in this house today--I have it still, and Mistress has seen it--a VCR tape that I made over many many late nights as a teen of things that just happened to rub me the right way in my 'special place', and I duly recorded and would masturbate furiously to.
This tape wasn't of a single naughty movie or anything like that. It was a total mishmash of movie clips, music videos, *anything* that pushed my buttons. And I DO mean ANYTHING. There was this night on "Friday Night Videos" that had Judy Tenuta doing her 'Love Goddess' shtick with Emo Philips as her devoted servant as guest hosts that I recorded segments of.
And masturbated to. Yes, I was that pathetic as a horny teenager. :P
Other things of note on the 'Tape Of Shame':
Madonna was, obviously, a HUGE turn on for me. I'd watch her videos over and over, freeze-framing on my favorite parts, daydream of being her slave and, of course, masturbate.
My favorite Madonna video:
Oh my god...those fishnets, those fishnets, I would have given the world to kneel before her legs & feet in those fishnets and heels and worshipped them...
Here's another pathetic confession of the 'Tape Of Shame' that I can't find a still image or a video clip of. There's a scene (a SINGLE scene!) in the horrible movie "Superman IV" where the character of Lacy White tries to seduce Clark Kent by laying on top of her desk in a provocative pose, showing off her beautiful legs and high heels, and having him come into her office to 'discover' her like that. I'm not even sure this scene is 20 seconds long: in any event, it must have impressed me, because I recorded it, watched and rewatched it (paused on the shot of her legs & feet of course) and masturbated to it. :P
There's a scene in the Madonna movie "Who's that Girl" where she's changing clothes to pass herself as the high society fiance of the male lead where there is a CLOSEUP of you-guessed-it her feet in fishnet and heels that's on screen all of maybe 3 seconds.
These are VANILLA movies, folks. But damnit, they were MY porn! :P
Thank GOD for late-night Showtime. How many other children of the 80's out there played the "Let's sneak into the living room late at night and watch naughty movies on cable with the volume turned down" game?
Not that any of them were really BDSM movies or even hinted at it...I enjoyed the "Emmanuelle" movies pretty much as they were, with my own mind adding daydreams and fantasies to make them femdom-ish in my head.
(With one exception--Emmanuelle IV--there's a dream sequence where Emmanuelle is beating her former lover across the face with a little flogger until her bows before her, with the dialogue something like "I want to whip you...beat you...you must know who your Mistress is!" Ohhhhh, melllllts....)
But one late night 80's erotic movie stands above all others to my fevered aches and longings, and that would be "Honey" or "Miele di Donna", sadly not available on DVD anywhere it would seem.
The 'silent strange guy' scene I came across on YouTube HERE and while, yeah, ok, its hot, there's bondage even, it ISNT the scene that was the most erotic thing in the world to me and remained so until I was 18 and could go to a PROPER adult store and buy Femdom mags.
No, the scene that affected me so deeply, that melted my young kinky mind is the one where Annie is sneaking around this hotel, peeking into all of these rooms, seeing all of the erotic or bizarre things going on in all of these rooms. If I remember right, she had just been to the shower and was wearing nothing but a bathrobe, and she was a bit lost and unable to find her room. She stumbles into the room of a total stranger.
She’s discovered by this dominatrix-type stern woman with a cane, who immediately takes control of her and goes off into this roleplaying thing where the dommish woman is a schoolteacher, and Annie is a misbehaving student who has written a naughty letter and must confess her sins. Annie immediately obeys and begins to just roleplay with it, apologizing to the ‘Mother Superior’, disrobing and falling to her knees at the domme’s feet, who then starts to run her cane along Annie’s body, slowly and sensually, promising to get a ‘full confession’ out of her.
I remember this being the most erotic thing to me in the world at that time…not just the domme in the high heels, but more than that, it was…the ease that the Annie character had in immediately falling into submission to this stranger. I mean, here she is, almost naked, vulnerable, caught sneaking around, and she not only obeys this strange other woman, she buys into the whole fictional roleplay thing 100% without missing a beat, casting off her bathrobe and kneeling oh so beautifully on the floor.
I remember way back when I was a preteen/teenager, wayyy back before this newfangled 'internet' thing made it possible for you to find every variety of smut and porn under the sun, I had to figure out my developing sexuality and get my thrills on my own. No internet, too young to go to adult stores, what's a budding young perv to do?
Obviously as a responsible adult I don't condone underagers looking at porn and if by chance any of you reading these words ARE underage LOG OFF immediately and, I dunno, go watch something wholesome, damnit!
Like watch videos on MTV. Lady Gaga or Rhianna or something. :P
So, anyway...I was young, it was the early 80's, I had all of these urges and thoughts fermenting in my head, what was I to do?
One avenue was stolen porn magazines, or getting into my friend's dad's porn mag stash. He had all kinds of vanilla stuff. Hustlers and some XXX movie mags mostly. Nice to look at really but nothing really memorable. No, the real find for me was the 'letters' style of magazine. Big thick volumes of letters written by so-called 'real readers' that you instinctively knew were bullshit but that didn't matter really. "You wouldn't believe it, but I picked up these hitchhiking Swedish twins in my van and...." That kind of thing.
Many of these magazines were divided up into sections based on an activity or kink. They seemed to have something for everyone, from voyeurism to swinging to interracial encounters to you-name-it. Every couple of pages would be a kind of hot grainy B&W photo that only, with a bit of imagination, tied into the activity that group of letters happened to be about.
I was...mesmerized..by the Femdom section. I'd read the letters over and over again, imagining the action, putting myself in the place of the hapless submissive male who was being overpowered, blackmailed, put into bondage and feminized into permanent captivity to a beautiful Dominant Woman who would keep him her slave and playtoy forever..
To me, it wasn't like I made a conscious decision in my head "Oh that sounds hot, I would like to try that someday". It was more of...an epiphany of sorts. A realization deep in my heart, soul, and loins that this is who I am. Feelings and urges inside of me for years before I had even picked up a porno magazine in my life--things that I didn't understand suddenly had names and identities. I was a submissive male. I was into BDSM. I needed to belong to a Mistress. I now had a vocabulary and a frame of reference for these feelings and needs.
The aches in my body to be used and abused, dominated and enslaved like the men in the stories was so painful it was...delicious.
Now...what to do about it? I wanted...needed...more....
And in those miserable pre-internet Reagan years of youth there was NOTHING else. So I got, quite frankly, pathetic.
There exists in this house today--I have it still, and Mistress has seen it--a VCR tape that I made over many many late nights as a teen of things that just happened to rub me the right way in my 'special place', and I duly recorded and would masturbate furiously to.
This tape wasn't of a single naughty movie or anything like that. It was a total mishmash of movie clips, music videos, *anything* that pushed my buttons. And I DO mean ANYTHING. There was this night on "Friday Night Videos" that had Judy Tenuta doing her 'Love Goddess' shtick with Emo Philips as her devoted servant as guest hosts that I recorded segments of.
And masturbated to. Yes, I was that pathetic as a horny teenager. :P
Other things of note on the 'Tape Of Shame':
Madonna was, obviously, a HUGE turn on for me. I'd watch her videos over and over, freeze-framing on my favorite parts, daydream of being her slave and, of course, masturbate.
My favorite Madonna video:
Oh my god...those fishnets, those fishnets, I would have given the world to kneel before her legs & feet in those fishnets and heels and worshipped them...
Here's another pathetic confession of the 'Tape Of Shame' that I can't find a still image or a video clip of. There's a scene (a SINGLE scene!) in the horrible movie "Superman IV" where the character of Lacy White tries to seduce Clark Kent by laying on top of her desk in a provocative pose, showing off her beautiful legs and high heels, and having him come into her office to 'discover' her like that. I'm not even sure this scene is 20 seconds long: in any event, it must have impressed me, because I recorded it, watched and rewatched it (paused on the shot of her legs & feet of course) and masturbated to it. :P
There's a scene in the Madonna movie "Who's that Girl" where she's changing clothes to pass herself as the high society fiance of the male lead where there is a CLOSEUP of you-guessed-it her feet in fishnet and heels that's on screen all of maybe 3 seconds.
These are VANILLA movies, folks. But damnit, they were MY porn! :P
Thank GOD for late-night Showtime. How many other children of the 80's out there played the "Let's sneak into the living room late at night and watch naughty movies on cable with the volume turned down" game?
Not that any of them were really BDSM movies or even hinted at it...I enjoyed the "Emmanuelle" movies pretty much as they were, with my own mind adding daydreams and fantasies to make them femdom-ish in my head.
(With one exception--Emmanuelle IV--there's a dream sequence where Emmanuelle is beating her former lover across the face with a little flogger until her bows before her, with the dialogue something like "I want to whip you...beat you...you must know who your Mistress is!" Ohhhhh, melllllts....)
But one late night 80's erotic movie stands above all others to my fevered aches and longings, and that would be "Honey" or "Miele di Donna", sadly not available on DVD anywhere it would seem.
“The young, naive Annie enters a hotel to spend the night - without knowing that it's this special kind of hotel, that serves more than breakfast. Curiously she walks around and watches the maids doing their job. She's especially fascinated of a forbidden room, where a silent, strange guy lives.” --from the IMDb
The 'silent strange guy' scene I came across on YouTube HERE and while, yeah, ok, its hot, there's bondage even, it ISNT the scene that was the most erotic thing in the world to me and remained so until I was 18 and could go to a PROPER adult store and buy Femdom mags.
No, the scene that affected me so deeply, that melted my young kinky mind is the one where Annie is sneaking around this hotel, peeking into all of these rooms, seeing all of the erotic or bizarre things going on in all of these rooms. If I remember right, she had just been to the shower and was wearing nothing but a bathrobe, and she was a bit lost and unable to find her room. She stumbles into the room of a total stranger.
She’s discovered by this dominatrix-type stern woman with a cane, who immediately takes control of her and goes off into this roleplaying thing where the dommish woman is a schoolteacher, and Annie is a misbehaving student who has written a naughty letter and must confess her sins. Annie immediately obeys and begins to just roleplay with it, apologizing to the ‘Mother Superior’, disrobing and falling to her knees at the domme’s feet, who then starts to run her cane along Annie’s body, slowly and sensually, promising to get a ‘full confession’ out of her.
I remember this being the most erotic thing to me in the world at that time…not just the domme in the high heels, but more than that, it was…the ease that the Annie character had in immediately falling into submission to this stranger. I mean, here she is, almost naked, vulnerable, caught sneaking around, and she not only obeys this strange other woman, she buys into the whole fictional roleplay thing 100% without missing a beat, casting off her bathrobe and kneeling oh so beautifully on the floor.
I...wanted to BE her...so bad... So beautiful, so feminine..so wanted and desired that total strangers would want to dominate and possess her, and be so free in her sexuality and her ease in her submission that she could just instantly obey and get into it without any hangups or hesitation...
Even now, with all of these years of real life play and naughtiness behind me I still envy Annie that total freedom and sheer abandon in her slavery.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Monday, October 10, 2011
Making him our BITCH!
Here's a couple of screen shots from our latest video clip..
I've been sitting on this video for ages, nervous about publishing it in case Shy later changed her mind about being in porn. But as she's now started modelling for other sites I feel it's silly to hesitate any longer. So when she's famous, y'all remember you saw here here first, eh? ;-p
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Cuckolding: a few thoughts from an outsider
As a fetish goes, cuckolding is one that interests and excites me personally, I must admit. But in a way different than most, if what I see in blogs and on Fetlife is any indication.
Typically in cuckolding stories its all about the dominant wife or GF having sex with another man, and I can see (from the outside) its appeal as far as humiliation, tease and denial, goes. I understand and even share some of these feelings--but 'the act' of cuckolding does not in and of itself 'do it' for me, personally.
For instance, often in cuckolding stories (fiction or otherwise) the wife/GF may just go out with the bull, or exile the submissive husband/BF to his room while the domme and bull have some good 'ol fashion vanilla sex without the sub being involved at all.
While this would produce jealousy in me personally, to some extent, it would also produce...boredom.
No...what truly excites me about cuckolding stories is when the domme and the bull dominate and humiliate the submissive together, especially if feminization is involved. Its exciting to me then--when the submissive is an active and desired participant in the activity, as opposed to exiling the submissive from his own relationship or marriage with the domme, which strikes me as more hurtful.
Its one of the reasons I find the blog "All Mine" so delicious. The sissy submissive husband tammy is very much a part of the proceedings, and the Mistress, the bull, and other playmates all seem to be successfully managing a loving, polygamous lifestyle so well and so HOT than one cannot help but feel a bit envious of their adventures.
Not that my own life isn't without its adventures either! ;) But I do sometimes feel like we hit a number of speedbumps along the way.
(For those of you reading this who do not follow our blog Slavegirl Sissy just know I am an owned, collared slave to my Mistress Lady Erisiana Cherie, who is married to a lovely man (Father Izzy). He is not my 'Master' but has topped me a little, from time to time.)
Anyway...back to cuckolding: as you can see, in my case, it doesn't really apply or fit my own relationship status at all. But the appeal of it lies more in a forced bi interest, to me. The total surrender of oneself to one's Mistress up to and including one's own sexuality and sense of identity...to be owned and used as a slave, period, objectified and effectively genderless to be used by a Mistress or a Master equally....this is what excites me.
That delicious feeling of being OWNED, body and soul, as helpless as a fly in the web of a beautiful Spider Queen...*smiles softly*.
Makes me just want to sink deep into submission and never come back up again...would that I could!
Typically in cuckolding stories its all about the dominant wife or GF having sex with another man, and I can see (from the outside) its appeal as far as humiliation, tease and denial, goes. I understand and even share some of these feelings--but 'the act' of cuckolding does not in and of itself 'do it' for me, personally.
For instance, often in cuckolding stories (fiction or otherwise) the wife/GF may just go out with the bull, or exile the submissive husband/BF to his room while the domme and bull have some good 'ol fashion vanilla sex without the sub being involved at all.
While this would produce jealousy in me personally, to some extent, it would also produce...boredom.
No...what truly excites me about cuckolding stories is when the domme and the bull dominate and humiliate the submissive together, especially if feminization is involved. Its exciting to me then--when the submissive is an active and desired participant in the activity, as opposed to exiling the submissive from his own relationship or marriage with the domme, which strikes me as more hurtful.
Its one of the reasons I find the blog "All Mine" so delicious. The sissy submissive husband tammy is very much a part of the proceedings, and the Mistress, the bull, and other playmates all seem to be successfully managing a loving, polygamous lifestyle so well and so HOT than one cannot help but feel a bit envious of their adventures.
Not that my own life isn't without its adventures either! ;) But I do sometimes feel like we hit a number of speedbumps along the way.
(For those of you reading this who do not follow our blog Slavegirl Sissy just know I am an owned, collared slave to my Mistress Lady Erisiana Cherie, who is married to a lovely man (Father Izzy). He is not my 'Master' but has topped me a little, from time to time.)
Anyway...back to cuckolding: as you can see, in my case, it doesn't really apply or fit my own relationship status at all. But the appeal of it lies more in a forced bi interest, to me. The total surrender of oneself to one's Mistress up to and including one's own sexuality and sense of identity...to be owned and used as a slave, period, objectified and effectively genderless to be used by a Mistress or a Master equally....this is what excites me.
That delicious feeling of being OWNED, body and soul, as helpless as a fly in the web of a beautiful Spider Queen...*smiles softly*.
Makes me just want to sink deep into submission and never come back up again...would that I could!
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