Humiliation of an ex-Nazi submissive 135: Raylene’s second dozen

Posted on December 23, 2016 by jaime

The novel this is from was unpublished when I put this post up.

Now it’s about to be published, so free segments from it have to be taken down. However, I’ll leave the note, which isn’t part of the novel, where it is.

Note:

This is a story about something that happened relatively early in my bdsm career. But I’d been doing wicked things long enough to learn that submissive women, though wonderful, aren’t made of porcelain, and that it’s not necessarily bad if I made a submissive woman cry. In the right way, not because of emotional hurt.

Also, I was about half-way out about bdsm, not through my own choice but because I had ex-girlfriends who gossiped with their friends that – with their consent – I spanked them and told them what to do. That meant that some women avoided going to bed with me, while others would pop round to see me, precisely because of that.

It was Raylene, heroine of our story, who made me realise that my interest in bdsm wasn’t so much a secret as a reputation, at least in the circle of women I knew, and that there was a good side to being a safe, non-scary bad boy.

(I could’ve been the centrefold for Lisa Simpson’s guilty subscription: “Non-threatening Bad Boys”.)

The last episode of this story was posted back in October. We left Raylene naked, with a sore ass, bent over her bedroom desk and about to get her second dozen, enjoying the sexual admiration of two girls (one of them her half-sister, so that didn’t entirely count, except that in complicated ways it did count) and the intense sexual appreciation of one man: me.

A lot of things had happened very quickly between Raylene and me, once I recognised who and what she was. It helped that Raylene already knew about me, and steered things in the direction she wanted to go. I was following, while thinking I was leading.

Anyway, she liked submission, and she was no end of an exhibitionist, so she was brightly striped and giddily happy. If you want to see where we are and how we got here, that post is here.

Wicked Wednesday: Juniper’s Adventures 11

Posted on December 21, 2016 by jaime

This is episode 3 of the series that became the ebook Jennifer’s Pleats and Pleas 2: The Chime of the Bellbird.

In this episode, Will and Maddie get the glass surface of the photocopier very sweaty. And Maddie gives good advice on how to make Jennifer happy.

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.

E[lust} 89: Now with Extra Lust!

Posted on December 20, 2016 by jaime

Photo courtesy of Sex is My New Hobby

Welcome to Elust 89–

The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you’re looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it’ll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #90? Start with the rules, come back January 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~

When the Tears Finally Came

The pure and simple truth

One Down

Sinful Sunday: Don’t move till I’ve finished with you

Posted on December 18, 2016 by jaime

No, girl, don’t you even think about getting up.

There’s more? We’re not finished?

Girl, I’ve hardly started.

Good.

I want that ass nice and hot before I fuck you.

Red hot?

Exactly. Blazing red, little girl. Like a firetruck, only fuckable. Now: get up on tiptoes. Good girl. And keep still.

Even if it hurts?

Of course it’ll hurt. And you’ll stay in place until I put the paddle down. Just do as you’re told, and you’ll be fine.

Ummm, well..? Yes, sir.

Touch these lips for more Sinful Sunday submissions.

Wicked Wednesday: Juniper’s Adventures 10

Posted on December 14, 2016 by jaime

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

In this episode, cunning young Maddie attempts to distract Will from his disciplinary intentions, by erotic means.

Humiliation of an ex-Nazi submissive and other projects

Posted on December 13, 2016 by jaime

Followers of this blog, even casual visitors, have possibly noticed that there is a long, long story going on, in which I met Raylene, the half-sister of an ex of mine, to interview her about her time with a neo-Nazi gang.

But we moved fairly quickly from journalism to sex. There haven’t been any new episodes for a while, because I’ve been busy with other things.

When I left the Raylene saga, she was in her bedroom getting the cane in front of her half-sister, Dorabella, and Lynette, the woman who wanted to be Dorabella’s girlfriend. The smell of female – and male – sexual arousal hung heavy in the air. It was one of the best moments in my life so far, believe me.

I’m going to continue that story shortly. At least until I’ve got Raylene and I in bed, with the other two women departed for a while.

The story has a way to run after that, but I want to tell two other stories before I continue from that point.

So we’ll have a brief continuation of Humiliation of an ex-Nazi submissive, until I feel I’ve taken everyone to someplace they can be happy while I ignore them (and us) for a while.

Then we’re going to tell two other stories, which are a lot shorter than the Raylene saga. One of them features the reappearance of an old friend, and I’m hardly in it myself. The other reveals me to be a bit of a slut, also a scoundrel, on occasion.

I suppose I should also do my Anal Hook user’s report, since I promised that a year or so ago. I get there eventually, you know. But I’m a busy man, also a lazy one, and anyway I’ve learned that anticipation is no bad thing.

And then, at last, we’ll get back to Raylene, and show you the new world she found.

If you want to read or re-read the Raylene saga, you can find all the episodes by clicking on the tag, “Humiliation of an ex-Nazi submissive”, just below this post.

Sinful Sunday: Please may I come?

Posted on December 11, 2016 by jaime

“Please may I come, Master – “

It was a gasp of desperation, not really a question. It was morning. Her body still tingled and ached from the pleasures they’d taken that night, before they fell into sleep together.

“No, darling. Not yet. Stay on the edge, girl.”

She writhed, fingers busy under her belly, pleasuring herself, staying on the edge: ready to come but not allowed. What drove her to beg, he suspected, was not just the need for release, but also the sweetness she felt, in having something so powerful, such an intimate part of herself, controlled so strictly.

“Please may I come? Master please may I come?”

Her voice was higher, with a tinge of anxiety. She sounded close to gasping, pleasurable panic. It excited her to have to beg, and to know she would displease him, and be severely punished, if she came without permission.

“You’re a good girl. But no, not yet.”

The question, and the knowledge that he would refuse, drove her closer to the orgasm she needed, and had to fight not to have. She groaned. Her bottom rose, and fell, while fingers worked at her cunt.

“Please … please …” She’d lost words. “Please Master…”

He didn’t answer, waiting. Holding the world in suspense, it seemed, in this room. At last he smiled, not that she could see. “Good girl. Come for me. Now!”

He counted the seconds.

One. She moaned, low in her throat.

Two. Her ass rose and her legs opened slightly. The world stopped still. There was terror in her face. How far she had to fall.

Three. She screamed. Her ass dropped and her feet lifted off the bed.

Four. She gasped, writhed, her muscles taut, then screamed again.

“Good girl. Good girl, darling. You’re my girl.” He put his hand between warm thighs. He slipped three fingers into her, to be tightly, wetly, warmly held. She wasn’t really conscious yet.

She breathed, “Thank you thank you thank you thank you. Oh Master. Thank you.”

Touch these lips for more Sinful Sunday submissions.

I’m a Top 100 Sex Blogger, 2016!

Posted on December 8, 2016 by jaime

Jerusalem endures? He practically abides.

So you’re reading one of the Top 100 Sex Blogs for 2016!

Good for you, and please keep on doing it! I’ll keep writing … stuff, mainly about bdsm, sex generally, and occasional bursts of politics. Or silliness.

This is me having just received the news and celebrating. It’s taken outside the local art gallery, where they’re doing an exhibition of nudes from the Tate.

A heartfelt thank you to the sponsors, KinkKraft, and to Molly and the team, who went through more blogs than I want to think about, in order to rate and rank them.

They gave this an enormous amount of dedication and hard work. I’m grateful to them.

Inevitably there’s an element of arbitrariness in any human judgment. Do I think this blog is necessarily better than one that missed the final cut? No, not really. But there were criteria, and applying them to so many blogs must have been one hell of a task.

And I’m ridiculously pleased by the recognition. I’ve always been one of life’s over-dressers. The fact is, I do like a ribbon to stick on my coat.

Click on this to find the complete list of the Top 100 Sex Bloggers!

Wicked Wednesday: Juniper’s Adventures 9

Posted on December 7, 2016 by jaime

This is episode 1 of the series that became the ebook Jennifer’s Pleats and Pleas 2: The Chime of the Bellbird.

n this episode, our headmaster, Will Beecham, confronts his secretary, Maddie Levine, who’d been listening in on the scene that had just taken place between Will and his student Jennifer.

Sinful Sunday: Nothing natural?

Posted on December 3, 2016 by jaime

I don’t know. I’ve got friends who hated it and said it hurt like hell. I’ve got friends who love it.

I do know. You’re mine. Not “mine except for your ass”. Yes?

I know, Master. And I want to. To please you, and … well, I think it sounds hot. Like surrendering. Like giving you everything.

Well, your ass is everything. That is just a fact.

Arse the size of the universe, is that what you’re – Ow! Yi! Sorry, Master!

Finest ass in the known universe. Ask that DeGrasse Tyson guy. Anyway, we’ll go at your pace. If you want me stop, or go slow, just let me know. If it’s too much, I’ll withdraw. Fucking reluctantly, I imagine. But I will back out.

Hah! Back out!

Okay. Get your ass up. That’s lovely. And try to … stay relaxed.

Ok, I’m … Uh! Ahhh…

Notes:

The light source was a bedside lamp. And the camera flash. Though that was somehow underpowered, giving this slightly ghostly image instead of documentary clarity. I like the result.

The Anal Sex: Deprivation of Virginity Project went incredibly well, too. But maybe that’s a different post. And of course anal sex is natural. It’s just that the laws of many countries still say otherwise. But if it’s not natural, it must be artificial. Like the light.