Wicked Wednesday: Droit de Seigneur 14

Yvain, kneeling with her Seigneur’s cock deep in her mouth, had been surprised by how easy this was. The cock went deep in her throat when she took all of him, her nose and lips in his dark pubic hair, but she’d found that by thinking of relaxing things, and self-discipline she could stop the gag reflex. 

She remember her Seigneur saying that Gisela had had to be caned often before she learned to control that, and she felt briefly smug.  This was not so unpleasant, and she was, obviously good at it. Better than the Mayor’s wife.

Then the Seigneur, who’d been keeping perfectly still while she pleasured him, sighed with pleasure. The hand that held her hair opened, to press the back of her skull.

He pushed her firmly forward while, for the first time, his cock moved in her mouth, questing deeper.

She felt a moment’s panic as the head of his cock, well engorged, seeming huge in her mouth, slid into her throat. She wasn’t ready for this, and it was much harder. She managed to suppress the urge to cough, to try to get that obstruction out of her throat. But the effort cost her tears.

Now he was fucking her mouth and throat, the firm press of his hand allowing her no lee-way. She managed to take him, her eyes wild with fear that she might fail him and deserve more punishment, tears streaming with the effort of control. At last the movement of the cock in her mouth slowed, then stopped. 

The Seigneur said, “You’re doing well, Yvain. And I know you’re trying your best.”

Yvain tried to speak, his cock like an iron bar in her mouth. “‘An you, ‘y Seigneur.”

He slid out of her, so she could kiss him, that hard, soft, sensitive skin, then take him in again.

“This next part is going to be harder for you, Yvain. I’m going to fuck your mouth hard and fast. And when I come – you know that I will release a sort of fluid into your mouth, don’t you?” 

“‘es, ‘y Seigneur.”

“You will swallow it all, and then you will clean my cock with your mouth. If you miss a drop you will be flogged. As you’d expect. Stand up, girl.” 

Yvain kissed the Seigneur’s cock, then again as she, more than he, withdrew until it was free in the air. Then she stood. “Seigneur?”

“The beldam is in the room next to this. Go to her, and tell her you are a passable cock-sucker, but that you will need discipline for the next stage. Ask her, most politely, to bring her heaviest cane.” 

“My Seigneur, I think I can – “

He reached forward and slapped her face. The blow did not hurt. But it’s meaning did. She had overstepped herself and displeased him. “I have not given you permission to argue with me, little slut. I don’t think I ever will. Ask the beldam to begin by giving you six of the best, immediately, for insolence.” 

Yvain felt stricken. How had she been so foolish? She said, “I’m sorry, my – “

“Twelve of the best. And you are to tell her you will take them in complete silence, no matter how hard she canes you. Go, Yvain.” 

 Yvain nodded, and made a gesture that would have been a curtsy if she’d been wearing a stick of clothing. She glimpsed herself in a mirror as she she turned and opened the door into the corridor. She was becoming a new person. A sorer and a happier girl.

A guard, outside, smiled when he saw her, but said nothing. She went and tapped nervously at the beldam’s door. Then she took a breath, fortifying herself, and knocked louder.

 

Wicked Wednesday: Juniper’s Adventures 20

This is episode 12 of the series that became the ebook Jennifer’s Pleats and Pleas 2: The Chime of the Bellbird.

In this episode, Jennifer, being over the headmaster’s desk while he massages her buttocks and upper thighs, as treatment and consolation for her spanking, realises that she’s blissfully happy. If only he’d ask, she’d give him more…

I’ve had to remove the actual text, because this excellent and very sexy book has been published and is on sale at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Apple Books, 24symbols, Angus and Robinson, tolino, Rakuten Kobo and Vivlio.

A link that allows you to choose your favoured book supplier is here.

“On your back: get your knees up, keep them spread”: Doms giving oral sex 2

When a dom gives oral sex to their submissive, the submissive isn’t in control. They may be enjoying themselves, but they’re still subjected. They serve by giving over their body for the dom to lick them or suck them, but they do that to provide a conduit for the dom’s pleasure. 

Woman dom gets oral sex from male submissive: the dom is in charge

Woman dom gets oral sex from male submissive: the dom is in charge

When the submissive gives their dom oral sex, the submissive is serving. Their kneeling or otherwise subservient position, their wearing of a collar or a leash, their nudity while the dom may be partly clothed, all signal their submissive status.

The odd thing, in bdsm, is that when the dom gives their submissive oral sex, the submissive is still serving.

The submissive provides his or her body for the dom’s use. It’s a more indulgent use of the submissive’s body than some of the things a dom may do to their submissive, but it’s still use.

The male dom licks the submissive woman's cunt. And the dom, as ever, is in charge

Male dom licks submissive woman’s cunt. The dom, as ever, is in charge

The submissive’s reactions – whether or not they will get to come, for example – are controlled by their dom.

Their posture, their movements and their breathing are all controlled by the dam’s instructions, and by the pressure and the withdrawal of the dom’s mouth on the most sensitive parts of the submissive’s body.

The submissive’s body is the dom’s tongue-puppet.  

I’m mainly talking about symbolism and rhetoric, which are unusually important in bdsm compared to other sexualities. The truth is that when I go down on my slavegirl, my main motivations are that I like her cunt and I love her, and I want her to feel good. But it’s hotter for both of us if she can submit to me as well as submitting to her physical pleasure. 

So doms and submissives may perform exactly the same actions, and yet the imagery and meaning will be utterly different. There’s nothing either dom or sub, my mom would have said, but thinking makes it so. 

[That’s the end of the bdsm and oral sex sequence. We’ll be getting back to the Raylene saga soon. Will she get more of the strap? Will she get publicly humiliated? Will she get that cup of tea she asked for? Watch this space.]

“On your back, knees up, keep them spread”: Doms giving oral sex

But most doms want to lick their submissive’s cunt, or suck his cock, from time to time, for its own sake. Well, if you don’t like your submissive’s genitals a lot, what are you doing in a relationship? 

When doms use their mouths on their submissive’s bits, some things will be different – compared to non-bdsm oral sex – about the physical arrangement of their bodies.

A woman dom dodging the whole, "Can I do my slave and still stay dolly?" issue.

A woman dom dodging the whole, “Can I do my slave and still stay domly?” issue.

For example, I suspect that not many doms will drop to their knees to pleasure their submissive. For a dom, getting on your knees is a step too far. I like my metaphors mixed,  don’t you?

So doms will push or command their submissives onto their backs, and usually keep their heads higher than the submissive’s body. Or most of their heads.

Even when they’re giving good head, de-doop de-doop de-doop woooo…  

A dom who worries about bdsm symbolism can do extra things, like inserting a plug in the submissive’s ass, tying their arms to the bed frame, or giving them a long painful discipline session beforehand so that pain and its delicious aftermath precede pleasure.

Those things all help to set the mood for the submissive’s little treat.

slave presenting herself to be lickedI’m more likely just to use the soft, growly version of the command voice to set the mood and help the submissive feel she’s in her proper place. The commands I give are for her to lie on her back, lift her knees and keep them wide apart, and present her cunt forward as hard as she can. That helps set it within the dom/submissive framework, and allows us the freedom to act naturally from there on.

Speaking of “act naturally”, some Christians, like the voters of the State of Georgia, where oral sex is still a crime, think of it as an unnatural vice. But they should ask a zoologist about that. Don’t tell ISIS, but they’re going to have to behead one hell of a lot of animals if they want a purer world. May have wandered off the point, there. Hope no-one noticed.

More on oral sex and bdsm shortly. 

“Kneel!” Oral sex and bdsm 3

He's standing, and clothed, and free, being sucked. She's kneeling, naked, bound, and never too far from her next whipping. A non-bdsm observer would understand why he's happy, but not why she's in ecstasy too.

He’s standing, and clothed, and free, being sucked. She’s kneeling, naked, bound, and never too far from her next whipping: and she serves him. A non-bdsm observer would understand why he’s happy, but not why she’s in ecstasy too.

So a submissive giving oral sex may have bound wrists and ankles, or have his or her ass glowing from a recent paddling, and may know that the dom they’re pleasuring will take a riding crop or other implement of punishment to them, passionately and fiercely, if they make a mistake or show any lack of enthusiasm. These things aren’t true of non-bdsm oral sex.

There are subtler differences. The absence of the expectation that the person who serves will get their turn is one. That’s up to the dom, who may decide – for disciplinary reasons or just for the mischief of it – that the submissive doesn’t get to come at all.

It always feels a little wrong to me, if I refuse orgasm to a submissive girl who’s pleasured me so sweetly. But these days when I decide she’s not going to be allowed her own release, it feels like the fun kind of wrong. She’s frustrated, humiliated and turned on, and I feel a kind of glee. It’s good, not to be a gentleman dom: not all the time. It’s good to be king, too.

He's happy too.

He’s happy too.

So there’s no way, when a submissive sucks or licks her or his dom to orgasm, that the partners feel like they’re equals. Oral sex, in bdsm, seems as though it was especially designed to emphasise the power imbalance between them, the dom’s conquest and the submissive’s surrender. 

It’s these symbolic things that give oral sex its special significance in bdsm.

But … what happens to all that symbolic meaning when the dom decides to suck or lick his or her submissive?

“Kneel!” Oral sex and bdsm 2

In non-bdsm oral sex there’s an expectation that the partners will do each other, taking a roughly equal number of turns to give and receive. In bdsm oral sex, there are no expectations except that what the dom says is how it is. The submissive does what he or she is told and earns no reward points for that, except perhaps for the relief of not being punished when he or she performs well.

Not quite what I meant by "taking turns".

Not quite what I meant by “taking turns”.

If you’re going to have a sort of orgasmic equality, then you will generally need to take turns. Even women – and I suppose men – who really love to suck cock can seldom come from that alone. Once I’d have said never: but then I encountered a woman who could come, with nothing touching her cunt but the air, at the moment I released into her mouth and she swallowed. So it can be done.

These days, if I want the submissive to come while she’s sucking me, I’ll lie on my back with my legs open. She lies on her front, with her mouth on my cock and her legs straddling my right leg, with her cunt pressed against my knee. If she’s a good girl and a good rider, then I’ll let her get herself off while she works on my cock. 

My instinct, usually, is to make the woman come after serving me, because I like the sight and sounds and smells of female orgasm, and why should I deny myself that? Anyway, after an orgasm I’m generally in a benevolent mood. But I came to realise that I shouldn’t always succumb to that kindly meant impulse. Cruel can be kinder.

When denying a submissive an orgasm, always be mindful of the safety of your own genitals

When denying a submissive an orgasm, always be mindful of the safety of your own genitals

I’ll never forget the first time I came in a submissive girl’s mouth and then – once she’d cleaned me, still sucking – put my cock back inside my pants and zipped up. Her expression of shocked disbelief was priceless. But before that moment we’d talked a lot about how her role in life was to serve me, and that what she desired didn’t matter or count at all. She’d loved being told that, and she found it a very sexy idea, but it wasn’t until I denied her the orgasm she’d expected that it felt real to her.

Orgasm denial’s a very intimate control over a submissive which, in my experience, most submissives hate but also love. It makes the submissive very aware, over a long period, of their submission, especially when they’re pleasuring their master or mistress, and dealing with their owner’s orgasm while knowing they won’t be allowed any release themselves.

That combination of sexual yearning and self-awareness of their own submission is, it’s always seemed to me, one of a submissive’s key pleasures. One-sided, blatantly unfair oral sex is one good way to drive that awareness home. The dom’s duty is to give his or her submissive plenty of opportunities to feel sexually needing, and subordinate.  

More to come, on bdsm and oral sex.

“Kneel!” Oral sex and bdsm 1

Obviously, lots of people love oral sex without being at all interested in bdsm. I even suppose it’s possible to be into bdsm and not care much about oral sex. They’re not the same thing.

On the other hand, when oral sex happens in a bdsm context and framework, it adopts bdsm symbolism and meaning very, very easily and naturally. The partner on their knees, busy licking and sucking, serves their dom’s pleasure. They’ve got no guarantee of sexual release or even reward for themselves, except the pleasure of pleasing.

Almost no adjustment is needed to make cock-sucking or cunt-licking into a supremely submissive act.

The wait is over. Humble servitude and likely pain now begin. But it's a relief.

The wait is over. Humble servitude and likely pain now begin. But it’s a relief.

Still, when a submissive girl is sucking my cock, I do a number of things calculated to emphasise to her just how submissive she’s being.

If I’m coming to visit her, or she lives with me and I’m coming home, I’ll let her know it’s time to start waiting. That means she has to get naked and kneel facing the front door with her mouth wide open. I let myself in with a key. I don’t tell her exactly how long she has to wait.

But once I’m there, time shifts from endlessly slow to ruthlessly fast. I’ll have my hand in her hair and my cock in her mouth, fucking her throat, before we’ve said hello. I’ll be fully dressed,and standing, just to heighten the contrast between her abject status, and my status as the free, clothed, standing man who owns her.

Usually, especially when I’m standing above her, I’ll take my belt out of my pants, and let the leather hang over her shoulder, down to her bottom. That, again, is to remind her of her status.

Flogger works just as well as a belt

Flogger works just as well as a belt

Usually she’ll already have been told that she needs to devote her full attention to pleasing me when she sucks my cock. Because if she lets my cock slip out of her mouth, or if I feel that she’s not trying hard enough, then I will whip her back and her ass. 

I’ll have explained that failing to serve me properly when I’m already excited has unusually harsh consequences. Not because of justice but because of my excitement.

I’ll use the belt on her harder than I usually do. After a couple of times through this ritual, she will have learned that this is true: she does her best to please, or her ass, back and sides will take my belt until she’s very, very sore and sorry.

suck eye contacxt 1There’s another thing: eye contact. The eye contact thing seems to have come out of internet porn. I’ve mostly never cared where the submissive was looking when she sucks me. I’d expect that she was usually looking at my shoes, or my inner thighs if we’ve gone to bed together, or she had her eyes closed. But porn taught submissive women to look up, making adoring eye contact while they pleasure their dom. Submissives in turn taught me to expect it. I decided that it’s hot, and now I require it. I punish any breaking of eye contact. 

More to come on oral sex and bdsm.

“Kneel!” The semiotics of bdsm oral sex

I wrote here (towards the end of the Qing saga) that “in oral sex it usually seems – and usually is – that one person serves and the other is served. That could be why it’s so very popular in bdsm, and why male doms tend to be so keen to get their submissives onto their knees with a mouthful of cock.” 

She's wearing less than she needs to, strictly speaking, for the purpose.

She’s wearing less than she needs to, strictly speaking, for the purpose.

That is, the one who gives oral sex is serving, and symbolically submissive. Their subservient status is often emphasised, even in non-bdsm contexts. They kneel while their lover stands, they work at the other’s pleasure while their lover relaxes. They’re often naked while their lover may be fully clothed with only his fly unzipped, or her dress/skirt lifted and knickers pushed aside.

So symbolically it’s about submission, and therefore dominance as well, and that’s why we doms tend to make it a priority.

Leaving aside the Orientalist fantasy aspect of it, that's most succulent subservience. And I want his hat.

Leaving aside the Orientalist fantasy aspect of it, that’s most succulent subservience. And I want his outfit.

A clever girl wrote in to argue that there’s a simpler explanation. That is, oral sex feels good, and most men like to have their cock sucked. A dom is one of the few men who can simply order their partner to suck their cocks, other than (perhaps, but not always) a john, the customer of a sex worker.

Likewise, a woman dom can simply tell her submissive to get to work, and punish him or her (not necessarily physically) if they don’t show enough enthusiasm or technique.

So doms get all the oral sex they want, which isn’t true of most people. 

I should say that I’ve put her case in an exaggerated way, to clarify the distinction between her view and mine. Actually, both of us agree that doms get lots of oral sex because they can. And that there are symbolic aspects to oral sex that make it extra attractive to we bdsm perverts.  

 

I’m off to an outdoor performance of An Ideal Husband in a few minutes. I’m not sure an outdoor performance of such an urbane play will work, but anyway I’m going to support it. But that does mean that I’m out of time.

To be continued, soon.  

 

Mouth to mouth 20: Cunt-licking and power

I ate with a lot of pantomimed enjoyment, and didn’t give her any. At one stage she made a stab at one of the mushrooms with her fork, and I threatened to smack her bottom. But it was an empty threat and she knew it. We were less intense now, and I’d lost the Qing-hurting privileges she’d granted, and loved, only a few hours earlier.

qing lickedFinally I pushed her onto her back, and buried my face between her legs. Qing was tense, I guessed uncertain whether this counted as sex, and whether I should be rewarded at all, since the great breakfast power struggle was unresolved. I licked around her clit, occasionally touching it directly with my tongue, and she’d jolt as if I’d connected her to the mains. And she forgot to keep her thighs tense.

I popped the last black mushroom, palmed from my bowl, into her mouth. Qing chewed it noisily, as if it were victory. I felt ridiculously proud. Every so often I get a girl thing right.

(It wasn’t victory, because I’d got access to her cunt without her getting any of my breakfast. Once she’d ceded that I could afford to be be magnanimous. These are things no sensible adult cares about, but people in the middle of sex aren’t remotely like sensible adults. A trivial clash of wills, with neither side prepared to step back a millimetre, can kill sex stone dead if it’s badly handled. Anyway, within the game Qing had described, I thought I’d won and yet she felt she’d won. So we both felt smug and happy, for different reasons.)

Well, yeah. But don't vary the diet and you risk having a bored sub on your hands. Or on her way.

Well, yeah. But don’t vary the diet and you risk having a bored sub on your hands. And on her way.

In oral sex it usually seems – and usually is – that one person serves and the other is served. That could be why it’s so very popular in bdsm, and why male doms tend to be so keen to get their submissives onto their knees with a mouthful of cock.

There are doms who say, “on your knees, bitch” at the stage most people, dom or not, would say something like, “Nice to meet you.” From what submissives have said to me, they think those doms are hilarious. Still, like sending dick pix, it must work occasionally.

But it’s different when a dom, male or female, wants to do their submissive with their mouths. Doms don’t feel they’re serving; what they feel is being in control. The submissive is the dom’s tongue-puppet, helplessly driven to orgasm or denial, or to distraction, as the dom chooses.

I’d have no doubt, if Qing was sucking my cock, that I was in control. But as I tongued her I was still in control. My horizontal mouth teased and deep-tongued her vertical mouth while she writhed and moaned, eyes tightly closed. 

But the tension between us suddenly slackened, and she stopped. She made a questioning sound.

I said, “Yeah?”

She is the Qing of the divan

She is the Qing of the divan

Qing sat up a little. “Tha’ thing. The thing you di’, we did before. Up my ass?”

I was close enough to her cunt, still, to kiss it. I hoped it wasn’t goodbye. “Uh-huh?” 

“Coul’ we? Will you fuck my ass again? I -” She thought better of whatever she’d been going to say. “Fuck my ass again. Can we? Can you? Hunh?” 

Those were her exact words. You don’t forget the first time a girl spontaneously begs you to fuck her ass. I smacked that ass. No special reason, except that it seemed that my powers, including my right to hurt Qing, were back. I felt like celebrating.

“About time, girl. Roll over.”