When you Peak early in the morning.

So today has been a struggle for me visually. My day starts at 4:30 am in the morning and hitting the yoga mat. I have to center myself before being a happy helpful and service with a smile. So a good session is when you hit a peak.(Some people call it focus, high, awareness..etc. I call it a peak.) Hitting a peak is when you can internally hear your body and feel everything that is moving. You know what parts are hurting and what things feel like they are on cloud nine. It is almost 5:30 and I am wrapping up my session then I am in the shower.

The shower is warm and I feel every drop of water in slow-motion. I can feel the air and I can feel the world’s pulse in the walls. I feel grounded and I am one with myself. I get out and then I brush my teeth. (You never know when a trigger sends you in to overload.) I have never enjoy how much i brushed my teeth than I did today it felt like I was brushing them with something that I can’t describe in words but it felt amazing. Then I brushed my tongue it felt like I was rubbing silk all over my body. Got dressed and then put on some body spray and deodorant. Then out the door.

Get to work and I see a woman. Fine right but then I blink she is tied up covered in rope. I blink again shake it off. Keep walking and another woman, clothes on, blink bare and ropes. So I was deep in my own thoughts and trying to get it under control so I don’t pull out my rope from my backpack.(Yes. I carry rope with me at all times if you don’t understand why you will never will until you have lived my life haha.)But calmed down and went about my day after my morning tea. No one tied up in a closet with an anal plug in them me toying with them. So going through the day I was able to manage my mind and not get myself all worked up. But I do feel the beast becoming ready for its next prey. Oh the little rope bunny when I do find one will be very happy with the pain I will inflict as I create a masterpiece with her body.

Young Doms

Well, this is going to be the first of many check-ins I will do. Aside from training subs I also have the honor to teach you DOMS the ropes. (Didn’t realize the pun.) I have taken theories and some rituals that I like and teach the younger ones how is it done and remind them that they have to be consistent.

So I happen to find out about this younger DOM that I work with. We start discussing how long he has he been a DOM? What has he learned about the lifestyle and how long he has been with this sub. I get to talk to him about safewords, he has them for his sub but not for himself. That made me think for a little I know I can be all powerful and at the moment but there is a limit. There is a thing called being “Overpowered” this when you are so deep into your Dominance that you are not seeing clearly. Yes, your sub is in subspace and floating above the clouds in bliss, nevertheless, you have to know where the limit is before you break your sub so much that it becomes unsafe. That her red bottom becomes purple and the deep bruising is beginning to ozze out blood. There is a limit and you have to understand that as a DOM you have to be in control of everything. Once you take ownership that is your responsibility if you break it, you fix it and repair it to be better.

There are always exceptions to the rules once they have been doing it for a while. You push the limits, that is what everyone to do, but within reason. To further one’s limits is always the goal. You have to work up to that limit, not 0-100 and you only have had your sub for 2 weeks. You must know yourself as well. Their days where you need to take a step back and look at what direction you are going. I don’t care if you use SSC(Safe, Sane, Consensual)or RACK(Risk-aware, Consensual, Kink) or even B.E.S.T(Behavior, Emotions, Self-image, Thoughts). Just don’t wing and think she will be fine and you will be fine. There are guidelines out there for a reason to find some and use them.

Feel free to commit or if you have your own personal questions you can email at Logan.1.ander@mail.com.

The Coffee Slave

 

“Good morning, how did the slave sleep?” Walking into the kitchen, the smell of lightly roasted coffee in the air. The fragrance intertwined with vanilla wrapping around my nose like a silk scarf of intoxicating lust. Gazing upon my slave, standing there holding my favorite coffee cup. “Sir, the slave slept well and has your morning coffee already.” Gracefully bringing my cup with her wet sweet dripping pussy exposed. ” Did the slave remember to make it with the CORRECT water?” Grinning devilishly. ” Sir, the slave did use her wet pussy juice to brew the coffee as instructed.” Slightly embarrassed to admit that she used her pussy juice to brew a full pot of coffee. “Two part question, how long and how many times did it take the slave to fill the pot up?” Chuckling, knowing that she just accomplished her first squirt last week. Now she is able to fill up a whole pot of coffee. “The slave completed the first task in 45 mins. The slave squirted 5 times to fill the whole pot, Sir.” She was smiling. The expression on her face was inestimable. Likely her headspace was in subspace, meaning that she will need to sit down.

“Would you like your own cup coffee and a donut, sub?” Sitting her down in her nice comfy chair.” Yes, Sir, that would be amazing?” Slightly over the top but enough to know she is in a very happy place. We sit down, began to drink the pussy juice infused coffee. I swish it around in my mouth. Perfect. “Wow, wish I could order this at Starbucks.” I began to act out how I would order it.”Hey, let me get a Pussy vanilla latte, triple shot of pussy juice, Venti, please.” We laugh. She drinks her coffee savoring the taste of herself. “Sir, what if I ate more chocolate would it taste different?” Amazed by the taste. She was already wondering how to improve the product. Maybe there is a business on pussy infused coffee. ” Well, there is one way to find out is to try it out.” Drinking the rest of the pot of coffee thinking that I might need a couple of different tests subject to see if I get a different blend. But that is another dream for another day.

Disclamer: This is fictional post and the actions should not be tried by anyone. Unless you are kinky enough. Also I do not own the photo.

Masters Protocol

For many Masters, they have certain formalities that they have for their sub, slave, and or little. Having a set of guidelines or protocols for you submissive is fundamental. It keeps you accountable and consistent in your training. Furthermore, you recognize where either of you is inadequate so that you appropriate actions to counter. Skilled Masters interpret and in a definitive manner swiftly correct the matter. Nevertheless, you will at no time have all the responses to all circumstances. You will have to determine what method is preferred.

The Plan is what I’ve come to call it for myself. It’s my set protocols that I expect my slut or sluts to submit to the word. Initially, we would discuss interest and see if we are somewhat in alignment with each other. Conceding that we are we would act to filling out my questionnaire. The questionnaire is there to identify skills, attributes, and dislikes. Additionally, more information acquired determines the intensely of our first encounter. Setting the standard of what is going to be new normal for the slut.

(This is not for everyone. This what I chose to use as my guidelines.)

These are the questions I ask myself:
Do you have a plan?
Have you read and understood the questionnaire?
Do you have any concerns?
Are your safety measures in place?
Do you have an aftercare plan ready?

These questions I feel should be answered first before you take on anyone new. Then you can move on to the details.
Do you want her hair up or down?
Do you want her to have makeup on or off?
Do you want her fully dressed or bare?
Are you going to using rope or you like using chains?
The list of questions can go on and on. Make sure you know what you are doing and know how to do it safely. Let me repeat that, know what you are doing and know how to do it safely. We will talk about the importance of safety at another time. Take into consideration, for now. You can do a lot of things right and a lot of things wrong. Knowing how to fix and correct them will go along way.

Remember to have fun and thoughtful of things you do with your submissive. They are still human even when they pretend they are not.

Slut Maid 1

“Where is my slutty maid?”Calling out, echoing through every part of the complex. The sound of my voice bouncing off every wall. I know where she is at but this all a test. She is right under my feet on all fours disrobed, being my footstool at the moment. She has currently been a footstool for about 5 minutes.

“This stool feels so nice under my feet it is soft.”

“Grati…” She almost spoke a complete sentence and she is not supposed to.

“Is my stool talking? I know I didn’t buy a talking stool. As cool as it would be I don’t want a talking stool people will think I am crazy talking to inanimate objects that are there to look amazing and use for your feet.” I feel a deep breath from my stool. Maybe it likes me talking about how amazing it feels under my feet.

“As much as I like this stool I want my slutty maid to service me.” Waiting for her to move to the thought of servicing me. That is a strong pull for her and I want her not to give in to those desires because of my plea. I want her to take her task to the next level. I swear I can hear mind holding every urge to move. But she doesn’t move she is my stool and will not move until I give her the command to. We are at thirty mins and counting and the stool has done well and will be a reward for good training.

“Your focus was keen and now return to your form of being MY slut maid for me.” As I gave the command she stretches her body like a cat and gracefully stands on her two feet. Her deep brown eyes look into my eyes and waiting for my next command.

“You have done well today but there was a slight hiccup let discuss that first.” As I gazed upon her face.

“Master Logan was very pleased with your thoughts of me as your footstool and almost forgot my place in the moment Master.”Sounding sad, she would think I was disappointed, I was not, I was very proud of her now.  I recognized she understood her fault in the training and corrected it at once. Without me punishing her.

“Keep your head up I don’t need my slutty maid feeling like she didn’t learn well today. ” Smiling devilishly.

“Gratitude Master. Now, do I proceed to service your lovely cock?”As her hand rests on the massive bulge in my slacks. Slowly tightening her grip along the shaft.

“You may reward your good training with servicing my cock as you play with your self. But don’t come until I have given you the command.”The ache in her eyes from me not giving the free will to come on her terms sent shock ways through the body.

“Yes, Master.” She kneeled down and unbuckled my leather belt, slowly pull it off. She made eye contact as she presses her soft hands against my chest slowly bringing them down to unbutton my slacks. Unleashing my pulsating cock from its confines as it leaking pre-cum slowly from the tip. The flow of the pre-cum ran into my maid’s mouth freely.

“Drink it all up as there is more to come. Now open wide to and engulf my cock and please me.”

“Yes, Master. Gratitude for my reward.” As she took me deep and pleased me there was a puddle of her wetness between her feet as she dripped a thick sap of her juices to the floor. Being very pleased with her show of enthusiasm I penetrated her throat and stuffed it rapidly.

“I am about to cum my slut. You will cum before I do understand?”She nodded and was bringing herself to cum quickly before I did and with a flick of her fingers she was getting there, she was forcing her mouth further down her throat. Her waterworks was everywhere on the floor as she releases her passionate moan.

“Good slut, now take my seed down your throat.”I held her head and released my load. She swallowed every drip drop of my cum. As she floated into subspace I gathered her into my arms and took her to bed and tucked her in. We laid in the bed as caressed her hair as she went into a slumber.

“My beautiful sweetness, dream well and be at peace.” Kissing her soft cheeks and removing myself from the room and went to my study to plan for our next adventure is better than the last.

She responded with a head nod.

“Today is going to be simple. I’ll be giving you a series of commands and just follow them to the best of your ability. There are not graded, I’m just seeing were you are at mentally and physically. Making sure that both are in or out of sync. We will begin now.”

After I explained what is about to happen her face lit up with this bright smile. It was very warming to see she was ready to take on any challenge I was about to throw her way. I walked around  her, inspecting every inch of her body. Stack! To say the least, standing at 5′ 2  long dark hair that reached to the center of her back. Waist was about 32 to 34. Thick thighs that came with a nice round bum poking out ready to take any and every punishment I am ready dishing out. Her chest is a 36 C which fit her body type. < If you haven’t figured out yes I am full body kinda dude.>

“Arms to your side and have your chin slightly tilted down, your eyes looking towards the mark I have placed onto the floor, remember to relax and breathe. After your third inhale, DO NOT MOVE UNTIL TOLD SO. DO YOU understand?”

She responded with a head nod.

“DO YOU UNDERSTAND?” I repeated myself as I lifted her head slowly to gaze into her eyes. She than answered…”Yes, Master.”

“Good, now get into position and after your third inhale DO NOT MOVE UNTIL TOLD SO.” As I walk across the room, grabbing a chair, than dragging the chair along the floor. The scrapping invokes a sharp movement through her body. “Did you just MOVE? ” Knowing the answer already, this is a test of trustworthiness.

She responded with a head nod.

“I did not hear you SLUT.” Looking at her body quivering so slowly.

“Yes,Master…this slut moved.” With a quick grin of the mouth but just as fast I see it, it was gone.

“What to do with this slut?” Stroking my beard,  grinning. “Knees.” As she drops gracefully can’t help but see a glimmer in her face. “Hands to thighs.” With a swift shift of her hands, my command was completed. Her mouth is salivating, like she hasn’t eaten in days. “Mouth open.” A drip from her leaking mouth falls slowly down her breast. I unzip my slacks and pull out my member. “Take it all into your mouth.”

Slowly forcing her mouth to part, a hard cough catches her of guard, but she composed herself and continued to pressing my member slowly down her mouth. She retracts from my member as she reposition her mouth to take it from a different angle. She pressed harder at he second attempt to take it all. Another hard cough, saliva secretes from her mouth, still pressing forward, her eyes filled with determination and tears. She retracts once more but this time, her mouth is completely off the member. Deep breathing from her is at a very fast pace. As she recollecting herself, breathing heavily, her lips meet my member once more, sliding her soft lips across membrane creates a vacuum seal around my member as she succeed her task.

“Very good slut…now hold it in your throat.” Wrapping my forearm around locking her head, slowly stroking her throat with my member. Thrusting slowly at first, with short strokes reaching deeper into her throat, then with longer faster strokes. She moans softly as her mouth is full. Sliding back and forth in her mouth I command her…”Look up at me slut.” Her eyes slowly marched up my body to my face. Tears were rolling down her soft cheeks as are eyes meet.

I pull all the way out, ragged gasps emerge from her heavenly mouth. “What color are we slut?” Checking in on her state of mind.

She responded with a head nod and cheesy smile. Then said,” Green Master…Super Green Master.”

“Good, slut. We have a lot of work to be done and many things to accomplish. So we will end the session on this high and talk everything once you have come down.””Now my dear sweet little one, come to your feet and let’s get you cleaned up.”

She responded with a head nod. “Yes, Daddy.” With a huge cheesy smile.

Why is a Handshake important?

So for the last few years, I have been working on my handshake. Yes, I know why is it so important? First off it is the first impression, it set the tone for everything. For a while, I adjusted my handshake to the person I can into contact with men it was firm and women it was lighter and I was okay with that until I realize that it wasn’t working for me. I thought I made a good first impression and in the end, I wasn’t. I didn’t get any callbacks for jobs and you know what I thought I killed the interview. I would call back and ask for some feedback and every time I kept getting the same answer “I don’t Remember you.”

It hit me my interview was a great spot on but you made the right one during the interview but they don’t remember. So where would I start? Do you change your suit? Do you change the color of your eyes? I went off into a deep end trying to figure out. A couple of months later I ran into a fellow Dom, told him what was going on then he asked me to shake his hand. I pause and gave him a perplexed look, but I give him a firm handshake. He told me” Theirs your first mistake right there good buddy.” Gave him a puzzled look. “What do you mean theirs my first mistake, that is a good handshake.” My Friend takes a deep sigh, ” You and everyone else have that same firm handshake. How are you supposed to set yourself apart from everyone?” My mind stopped and realized that I was just like everyone else, the same thing like everyone else you had all the checks in the box like everyone else, and you gave the same firm handshake. “So how do you shake a woman’s hand?” Being funny he put his hand out and I shake it again like I have always done a nice soft shake and squeeze.” Man, you are a BITCH.” My friend just called me a bitch to my face and haven’t rearranged his yet why? “Same thing I just told you everyone does the same thing. How are you setting yourself apart?”Again mind stopped and realize why I wasn’t getting any callbacks.

The hand shake is powerful tool as well. So I improved my hand strength, kinda look funny with grip strengthener with me all the time but it is for a good reason. You will remember me the first time we meet. Which leads me to reason two pain is great reminder. I am crushing your hand with my strength so can remember me that opens peoples eyes, they get to thinking ‘if he just crushed my hand I supposed to be the dominate one not the other way around.’ Got five job offers once I started doing that. But I didn’t stop there I was crushing women’s hands as well. I truly believe in equality. Most of the women give a call back and asked to be spanked or choked with my strong hands.

I have a lot of respect for those who have a strong hand shake as well. They have worked hard to make a memorable impression on me as well. I always told others how do you make good first impression “It starts we a STRONG HANDSHAKE.”

Surprised at Work

Today just got very interesting for me. A new co-work haven’t been her  two months yet and i just found out that SHE is into BDSM. Only reason I just found out she had some thigh high latex boots shipped to work. Come to find out her and husband are Switches. It is always nice to find out there are just as amazing people like you closer than you think.

I hate that I have so many questions to ask her now. It is like I want to talk shop and bounce ideas off but it is the workplace and we are out here saving the world right now.

But with everything I did ask one question and I got a little chill and it wasn’t  good one. I ask RACK or SSC and she didn’t know off the back. She had to google to see what it was. It is not my place to say anything but I be having a few more conversations to guide her as a DOM not as a sub if she wants it and I let that known up front and I extended to her and her husband.

Man I need November to end…lol.

Etiquette Class 3 : Don’t pretend like you don’t Know the Safe word

A safeword should be one syllable and easy to remember in the heat of the moment unless you are more advanced and feel comfortable. MY safeword is Red for everything. It is an easy word to remember, it’s a color that means stop, and it is EASY. Doms who gives you a safe word like Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious need to be slapped in the faced and a huge XXL great American challenge dildo shoved in their ass and gagged and have them try to say Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious! If you haven’t it yet, I dislike hard to say safewords.

Now that the DOM’s are out of the way time for the subs. Y’all know the safeword is not just for you right. (Wait I just heard a sub’s mind just blow up) Yes, that is right DOM use safewords as well we get overwhelmed as well. We get to the point we feel like we are going to break you in half physically and mentally and we have to use a safeword. (Or we get a crap man FYI, Drink more water.) But pretend that you don’t remember it because it puts you at risk of getting hurt and that includes both parties.

Our jobs are to push the limits and we can’t push them if we don’t know where that limit is at.

“But Master I don’t have limits you can do whatever you want and I will never use the safeword. ,” I call bullshit because I can be a sick person if you tell me that. I will do it to find a limit so you can see your limit. You must have a kink that even I will throw up.

Use the safeword when needed, please. It is not there for fun it is there for a purpose. To keep everyone safe.

Etiquette Class 2: Respect the Collar

Some people do not respect the submissive space. Let me give an example,
another DOM and starts talking to a COLLARD submissive. He or She didn’t ask to speak to the submissive. Then a submissive speaks to the DOM as a show of respect and my not might realize that they don’t have persmission.

So the proper Etiquette is to ask the respected DOM of the sub to talk or question them. Email is kinda different and it is a grey area like on the posts there are many subs and they don’t have a Master or they have one. They might forget at the moment then respond to said DOM. Then the TRUST pillar begins to tip over and falls. Who is at fault is the sub or the DOM fault or the third party? Well, you can say all but we will put it on the DOM for now to prove a point.

The DOM is ultimately responsible over the sub. So, it saying that COMMUNICATE that be a rule and it also shows respect for your property and other property. Now for the Third-party DOM, you should know better and you exploiting the sub knowing they will submit without question it is not fair to them and that is very disrespectful. Then you put the sub (GOD FORBID) in an unhealthy standing with there DOM. Now if you are stepping that is a different story then good on you but be prepared for the backlash.

So show respect to the collar, Please!

Etiquette Class 1: Understanding the WHY?

I am starting this class with the topic of understanding why. Why does a subject need to have proper etiquette? Some Doms just give a statement “Because I said so.” That is wrong for any person to say that. There is no ground to stand on or foundation to build on when you say that. There must be a reason for something, even if it is something simple like “I prefer it this way” or ” I like it when you wear this.”

So the reason for proper etiquette it a switch from playing and kidding `around. You have to understand the seriousness of your actions and how you perceive yourself. Now not say you have a stick up your butt(that is for another post) you have to carry yourself with some thought about yourself image. You might hear me use that phrase a lot so get used to it. If your Dom/Master/Owner doesn’t care about your self-image that is fine to a fine line He/She(shout out to all the Domme’s out there aka Female Bosses). The way you carry yourself can enhance an experience or crush one. Also, it deals into your want to submit.

Now you have something to think about.

The first time I…

The first time I choked a woman was something I didn’t know I was capable of doing. At a younger age, you are told to keep your hands to yourself and don’t hurt girls. So for the longest that is what I was told and did for 18 years. Then I was able to vote and do a lot of things that were different, like get a job. I’ve worked for my dad and he has his own business but that does not work really. But I got out and start applying for jobs I tried everything. (I know ya’ll want me to get to the good stuff please bare with me with the back story.)

I applied for two months then I got a job as a stock boy for Bath and Bodyworks. Yes, I applied at a job where a lot of women shopped at. The cool thing that it did spark a lot of things that I didn’t realize that I was good at. Start working there and I learn a lot about lotions and what is good for the skin what is bad and how to massage hands. Before the rules change you could give a hand massage to people to test the lotion out. I was stock but I still learned and I was being tested on by some of my co-workers… men and women.  So I got good at giving hand massages I mean really good like people eyes roll into the back of there heads well. Then I wanted to learn more so youtube was kinda booming but I went the old fashion way and went to a library. Not too much in the are I was in but I still learn. (Why? Bare with me.) In all this, I learn how to control the pressure I applied to anyone muscle and knowing when to stop or apply more pressure.

“Miss T”. She is the reason for this story in the first place. She was a co-worker of mine and she was not my usual type of woman. Meaning I didn’t expect we were friends with benefits and it wasn’t a one night stand. We didn’t have titles for each other and she wasn’t a late night booty call. She was older than me that she was. I myself have always been drawn to older women. Because of the simple fact, they think they can control me which is funny they try too. So “Miss T” after a couple of times and beating her pussy to my will, she asked me to have I ever choke a woman. I replied no I have not and why would I, I can get into trouble for hurting you like that. All of my defenses went up and I was not having it. Didn’t know what it would do so I stop everything and went home. The next morning I woke up and did my research and then stumbled upon some porn. Yes, the rabbit hole we call the internet. Watch one video, then another, and 25- 100 videos later I have found myself like this. So know that I have my research done and now I have to apply what I have learned.

I text “Miss T.” I said to her I didn’t know how I felt about that and didn’t know what it was and told her I did my research aka watch porn and some reading about asphyxiation. I also told her that I would like to try it again with her if she was okay with it. 15 min later she is at my parent’s house telling me lets go. She took me to a hotel that she got real quick. I was amazed by how quickly she had everything set up. But this point in my life I knew nothing about BDSM so I don’t have safewords or didn’t know when to stop I just was guessing through all of this. So we get to the hotel lay her down and ate her out and made her come first. That was a golden rule she game first always. Keyword was. Then I proceed to slide my cock in her already weak craving pussy and began to thrust slowly. My hand is on her breast rubbing the nipple. Then laid my hand on her collar bone slowly tighten my grip on throat. Controlling my breathing and trying not freak out. Her face was slowly turn a different color it was not before long I felt her reach for air so I pulled my hand back. She went into frenzy of slight rage. “I was almost there!!!” She screamed out. I didn’t know she meant and wasn’t trying to find out either. No communication of what was happening. So I just thrust my hand back on neck. The hugest grin I had ever seen at this point in my life. She was pulling my forearm as she want me to tighten my grip. So I did slightly, her eyes redden from the lack of oxygen still smiling, the here mouth dropped open her hand gripped the sheets of the bed and her back began to arch. She was cumming hard and then her body dropped to bed not moving, smiling, then she says thank you daddy. She liked to call me that and never thought much of it at the time all I knew when she came she always said thank you daddy.

After the first time we had a couple more encounters with each other. Then things began to change in each other lives and we went different direction and I wasn’t getting hours to work with her. So I went looking for another job, got a job, lost my phone and lost her number never to heard or seen again. But will always have our moments with each other and my first with her.

The first time I choked a woman was something I didn’t know I was capable of doing. At a younger age, you are told to keep your hands to yourself and don’t hurt girls. So for the longest that is what I was told and did for 18 years. Then I was able to vote and do a lot of things that were different, like get a job. I’ve worked for my dad and he has his own business but that does not work really. But I got out and start applying for jobs I tried everything. (I know ya’ll want me to get to the good stuff please bear with me with the back story.)

I applied for two months then I land a job as a stock boy for Bath and Bodyworks. Yes, I applied at a job where a lot of women shopped at. The cool thing that did spark a lot of things that I didn’t realize that I was good at. Start working there and I learn a lot about lotions and what is good for the skin what is bad and how to massage hands. Before the rules change you could give a hand massage to people to test the lotion out. I was stock but I still learned and I was being tested on by some of my co-workers… men and women.  So I got good at giving hand massages I mean really good like people eyes roll into the back of there heads well. Then I wanted to learn more so youtube was kinda booming but I went the old fashion way and went to a library. Not too much in the are I was in but I still learn. (Why? Bare with me.) In all this, I learn how to control the pressure I applied to anyone muscle and knowing when to stop or apply more pressure.

“Miss T”. She is the reason for this story in the first place. She was a co-worker of mine and she was not my usual type of woman. Meaning I didn’t expect we were friends with benefits and it wasn’t a one night stand. We didn’t have titles for each other and she wasn’t a late night booty call. She was older than me that she was. I myself have always been drawn to older women. Because of the simple fact, they think they can control me which is funny they try too. So “Miss T” after a couple of times and beating her pussy to my will, she asked me to have I ever choke a woman. I replied no I have not and why would I, I can get into trouble for hurting you like that. All of my defenses went up and I was not having it. Didn’t know what it would do so I stop everything and went home. The next morning I woke up and did my research and then stumbled upon some porn. Yes, the rabbit hole we call the internet. Watch one video, then another, and 25- 100 videos later I have found myself like this. So know that I have my research done and now I have to apply what I have learned.

I text “Miss T.” I said to her I didn’t know how I felt about that and didn’t know what it was and told her I did my research aka watch porn and some reading about asphyxiation. I also told her that I would like to try it again with her if she was okay with it. 15 min later she is at my parent’s house telling me lets go. She took me to a hotel that she got real quick. I was amazed by how quickly she had everything set up. But this point in my life I knew nothing about BDSM so I don’t have safewords or didn’t know when to stop I just was guessing through all of this. So we get to the hotel lay her down and ate her out and made her come first. That was a golden rule she game first always. Keyword was. Then I proceed to slide my cock in her already weak craving pussy and began to thrust slowly. My hand is on her breast rubbing the nipple. Then laid my hand on her collar bone slowly tighten my grip on the throat. Controlling my breathing and trying not to freak out. Her face was slowly turning a different color it was not before long I felt her reach for air so I pulled my hand back. She went into a frenzy of slight rage. “I was almost there!!!” She screamed out. I didn’t know she meant and wasn’t trying to find out either. No communication of what was happening. So I just thrust my hand back on the neck. The hugest grin I had ever seen at this point in my life. She was pulling my forearm as she wants me to tighten my grip. So I did slightly, her eyes redden from the lack of oxygen still smiling, the here mouth dropped open her hand gripped the sheets of the bed and her back began to arch. She was cumming hard and then her body dropped to bed not moving, smiling, then she says thank you, Daddy. She liked to call me that and never thought much of it at the time all I knew when she came she always said thank you, Daddy.

After the first time, we had a couple more encounters with each other. Then things began to change in each other lives and we went a different direction and I wasn’t getting hours to work with her. So I went looking for another job, got a job, lost my phone and lost her number never to heard or seen again. But will always have our moments with each other and my first with her.