My BDSM side came out last night to play in my fantasies.
I was thinking about a story a young man told me. He and I never played, because he stood me up once. Second chances after getting stood up almost never happen with me. I feel so disrespected. And it's a shame because he would have been fun.
He was playing with a Domme. He was on all fours up on a low massage table. She had him blindfolded and was beating him with a flogger and a crop (my favorite tools, the flogger almost feels like a massage and the crop stings like hell).
Then she lubed him up and he could feel something beginning to be pushed into his ass and he started to pull away in surprise. At the same time she grabbed his balls and pulled them backwards to prevent him from moving away from whatever it was that was being shoved up his ass (remember - he's blindfolded). He had no choice but to open up and accept it unless he wanted his balls to be in pain. It felt like it was enormous and never-ending because he couldn't see it and had no reference point. When she finally got it in his ass she began fucking him with it while she stroked his cock until he came. That's how his anal virginity was taken. He fell in love with getting fucked right then.
I have yet to do that to a man but have filed it away under 'great ideas as a dominant'.
And every time I think about it, I get wet. Like last night!