Fist Plus Cock

I love writing this blog for my Master. It gives me an excellent way to relive his orders for me and indulge the part of me that likes showing off my sexual tastes and exploits.

So I was amused when he mentioned over the weekend that I had left out a part of our fucking from last week. I think he thought it had had slipped my mind, but in fact I felt it needed its own post apart from the hot wax and latex.

It might have taken me a while to take the Belladonna Bitch Fist toy for him and not until he threatened to drip hot candle wax on my cunt with that tone of slight sadism that both scares me and gets me wet in equal measure.

But once I had that big fist toy completely buried in my cunt, it felt amazing. I’m so used to fisting myself with it that I’d forgotten how glorious it is to have him handling it instead. I’d already had his fist inside twice me that day but the toy has a solidness to it that is its own turn on.

He put me on all fours, wax covered ass up in the air and fisted me hard with his other hand on my clit from behind with it and all I could do was lean on my arms and and grit my teeth as I came ridiculously hard and tried not to collapse face first into the floor.

I didn’t think it could get more intense and then he pushed me down and slipped his cock into my cunt at the same time as the fist toy. I’ve never felt anything quite like it, like being stretched open to the point of pain. It took my breath away and while a large part of me wanted to keep going to find the pace of it and enjoy it, part of me felt overwhelmed to the point of telling my Master I couldn’t take it.

There is never any question that my Master will coerce or force me into anything and the trust I have in him is because of that. But I do have a tendency to panic when confronted with new things sexually and insist I can’t do them and then promptly regret it when he stops.

My Master paused enough to let me collect my thoughts and talk to him about how it felt being that stretched and after a few seconds I still couldn’t take it and he slipped his cock out and returned to pushing me with the fist toy and his fingers on my clit instead.

He and I have never used safewords to play with and use the RACK or risk aware consensual kink style instead where we keep communicating throughout scenes and reaffirming consent. I’m more comfortable with that as safewords tend to me shout them out before I can think and then not be able to articulate why I wanted to stop once the mood has been broken.

I prefer having to stay engaged while fucking as I unless I do my mind has a tendency to wander off and leave me less able to push myself to try things. It works for us because my Master is very good at balancing consent with control and because we know each other well.

Also I have an appalling memory under any kind of pressure (like an impending orgasm) and I know I’d never actually remember what the safeword I’m meant to be using. Having to make the effort to keep communicating with my Master is physically easier if mentally challenging and helps me keep in the submissive mood.

If I take myself out of that with a jolt, I go from the adrenaline and joy of subspace to what’s known as ‘subdrop’ which is basically a bloody great comedown that tends to make me not want to try that thing again even in different circumstances. Playing this way keeps me from doing that and knowing exactly what I can take.

And while I’m disappointed I couldn’t keep my Master’s cock in my cunt at the same time as fist toy, playing that way means I was already picturing how I could take it the next time before I’d even completely undressed after he left.

I might even have spent a large chunk of the weekend thinking about it too because that little taste of being fucked and fisted at the same time has left me greedy for more….

Fist Plus Cock

Pushing Me Further

My Master promised me a punishment the next time he saw me after I misbehaved at Easter weekend. I was to buy some beeswax candles and have them laid out waiting for him. I would be in anticipation to see where and when he dripped hot wax on me.

Part of me couldn’t wait, almost tempted to misbehave further to make sure it happened and part of me was scared enough that when I thought about it, my breath would catch for a second.

Funnily enough hot wax was one of the first kinky things my Master and I discussed when our relationship began but it’s never come up since. I’d even forgotten I had a bag of soy wax waiting to be used for that very purpose.

But yesterday all I could think about was wax play. My Master didn’t give me much warning he was coming round so I didn’t have time to get nervous. I had to focus on what to wear that didn’t make wax impossible but didn’t tell my Master where to drip it.

I went for a harness bra and a latex skirt for maximum opportunity and then turned my attention to my order. I was to be on the living room floor at 12.50 precisely riding the Belladonna Bitch Fist toy blindfolded and waiting for my Master on his way back from a run.

My breath caught again when he opened the front door because I hadn’t managed to take the fist for him before he arrived. The thumb was pressing against my cunt but wasn’t quite able to slip inside even when he bent me over, fingers on my clit and fist toy pushing against me.

I could hear him ordering me and the sound of my gasps as he switched the fist toy with his cock still brushing against my clit as I tried to hold myself back from coming. I could hear the latex stretching and moving and his grunts as he grabbed my corset to push deeper inside my cunt.

Then I heard the strike of a match and knew that he’d lit the candle. And then he went silent. I couldn’t hear him moving at all to anticipate what he might do and despite my bare ass up in the air as I was on my knees with his cock inside me, I thought for a second or two that he might not use the wax.

When the first drop fell on my skin, it stung and surprised me and then it kept coming, dripping onto my skin smoothly with a different amount of pain each time that kept me startled and on edge. One drip would feel manageable, the next made me jolt forward pulling away from my Master’s cock despite how good it felt inside me.

He ordered me to lean back against his cock and I fought the instinct to pull away and the urge to fill my stretched cunt full with his cunt. Just as I’d balanced the two conflicting desires, he switched his cock for the fist toy again, pressing it against me and ordering me to take it.

For some reason, my normally stretched cunt just couldn’t take it despite it being the easiest thing last week. My Master showed no mercy, pushing his cock hard inside me again and dripping more wax on my ass to punish me further.

Just as I wanted to cry with the pain of the wax and the frustration of not being able to please my Master by taking the fist, he flipped me over on to my back and the frustration turned to fear that he was going to drip hot wax on my bare cunt.

That sensation went straight to my cunt and the fist toy slipped straight inside me, filling my gaping cunt right up and making me come knowing how much my Master would like the view of a fist in my cunt and wax dripped all over my pale skin.

I wish I’d been thinking straight enough to ask him to take a photo of the red marks the wax left…

Pushing Me Further

Fist Me. And Fist Me Again…

My Master is working me hard this week and I am loving it. He’s literally training me up again to get my cunt back to its full stretching capacity. There’s the warm up of working from one finger to a fist before the challenge of sizing through the toys before proper rest days for my muscles.

I like his paced approach. When orgasms are at stake I tend to be very impulsive and chase the moment of satisfaction even if I exhaust myself in the process and don’t get to do it again.

My Master had to take quite a while at the start of our relationship to slow me down before I ran away with myself. He couldn’t even start stretching me out until he’d taught me to stop chasing my cunt in circles looking for orgasms. It took me a while to realise there was no rush and I had time to take baby steps instead of bolting all the time.

So I trust him to take me at the right pace this week too and wasn’t surprised when he ordered me back to the fist toy yesterday. I was to start with four fingers, then five and then the John Holmes toy twice and move on to the fist toy every hour for the rest of the day coming each time.

I started so well limbering up gently and easing myself into a gentle orgasm each time until I got to the fist toy. And then I couldn’t quite pace myself. I was expecting to need to take some time to work the toy in but it just slipped right in first try and it felt so good to be filled up with a fist again that I couldn’t hold back.

I could have used my ten minutes wisely but I fisted myself to a ridiculous over the top orgasm instead that left me hornier and clock watching until the next hour rolled round. The toy slid into my cunt even more easily this time (probably because I’d been re-watching a rope bondage clip I sent my Master last weekend in the meantime…) and I couldn’t hold back from another full on orgasm this time either.

I stayed just as horny for the next hour, scrolling on my phone for more rope bondage stories and clock watching again until I could use the toy for the third time. And this time the orgasm pushed me over the edge in several ways.

I was so drained after the third fist based orgasm all I could do was lie down and sleep. I couldn’t even take the toy out of my cunt before I crashed out. And an hour later I had to text my Master and admit I’d broken myself and cheated myself out of the next five orgasms he’d allowed me.

When will I learn that he knows my body better than me sometimes and I need to listen to his pace not mine…?

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Fist Me. And Fist Me Again…

Building Up

My Master had me busy the other day getting my confidence back when my cunt found a limit I didn’t know I had. I think we both enjoyed falling back into the rhythm of his dominance and my submission because he was keen to give more orders the next day too.

He texted me while I was out and about and told me to go home and fuck myself every hour with the John Holmes toy. Having already had one punishment pending I wanted to check I was obeying my orders properly.

I know he likes me to come round the big toy to ruin my cunt further each time as it clenches and relaxes so I checked if I was to come each time to stretch me further. He raised an eyebrow at my question and suggested I had an ulterior motive in being greedy for orgasms as well as obedience. But he allowed it.

I have to say my ideas of Bank Holiday amusement couldn’t live up to his and I went home almost immediately and began fucking myself every hour from 3.30pm. My first turn with toy was still a little tender and not very deep with a fairly gentle orgasm.

By the time I was slightly late around 7.30 because dinner took longer than I expected, my cunt was swallowing the whole toy as deeply as possible and the orgasms were deeper too. And my Master could see the difference with the photos I was sending.

At 10.30 my cunt was happy to keep going but my arms were aching and in a slightly bratty attempt to be practical about energy saving on my part, I asked my Master if I could use the wand.

Some day I’ll learn that me being bratty does not work like Princess being bratty and it brings out his slightly sadistic streak strongly. Today was not that day. He agreed I could use the Doxy but that I wasn’t allowed to lift it off my clit until I’d had three orgasms with the toy inside me.

Oddly for what was meant to make things easier for me, it took me longer and more effort to come with the Doxy. I couldn’t quite get the speed right to begin with. The slowest speed is slightly too low for me but the next speed up is not ideal with my piercing without a lot of lube and I had to cycle back and forth between them to find the right pace.

And then the toy slid out because I was so lubed up and I had to start again. I was beginning to regret my request more as my order of orgasms was slipping out of reach (literally.)

Just as I was getting frustrated, I found the right level of vibration and penetration and held the Doxy on my clit as I had a first gentle orgasm, pushing the wand down harder to create a second and then turning it up for the third and final one that felt more like losing grasp of reality than anything else.

My cunt pushed the toy out as I came the last time and all I could do was lie there and be very grateful my Master wasn’t giving any more orders that night or I’d be completely broken…

 

 

Building Up

Step Back

After the ridiculous over the top double penetration fuck with my Master the other day, he ordered me to take the John Holmes toy after he left me. And for the first time in a long time, I couldn’t even manage the tip without difficulty.

I had just been fucked harder than ever before in my life but I was slightly disappointed my cunt had found a limit. And when it was still too sore to take the toy 48 hours later I was starting to worry.

My cunt is the bit of me that always works and to have it fail me surprised me. I had to step back and remind myself that when you stretch muscles you also need to rest them even if that muscle is your cunt.

And it helped that my Master set me a new stretching challenge to keep me occupied but not overdoing it. He took me right back to the start with one finger in my cunt, adding one finger each hour until I had all five fingers in my cunt making sure I came each time.

Once I’d reached all five fingers, I needed to start working up through my toys in size order each hour, orgasming each time until I could take the John Holmes toy again. It seemed like the perfect stretching challenge for a long weekend.

So I wasn’t expecting to run into issues with one finger. But I managed to miss my first hour (and second..) by sleeping in and had to catch the first three fingers up one after each other so that I had three orgasms in under thirty minutes to get back on track. As wake up calls go, I’d recommend it…

Then I got ahead of myself when I slipped all five fingers into my cunt without realising for a second or two. I had to make a very big effort to take my thumb back out and place it on my clit to make me come and not slide it back inside like a very greedy girl.

It was a long hour to wait til I could slip all five fingers into my cunt and at that point my challenge was more not making myself come almost instantly. There’s nothing like a fist to make my cunt happy.

Apart from a cock that is and I spent the next three hours sizing up through dildos. First the pink toy where I made myself come imagining using it on Princess and her using it on me because she both love it so much.

Then the smaller double ended toy which also gives me memories of Princess that go straight to my cunt and make me not need to work very hard at making myself come. I really was missing out for a long time not knowing that you can make cock even better by adding another cunt to it.

My third toy was the monster double ended toy that actually keeps me apart from Princess despite being so wet for her. But in this case, it’s exactly half way between the smaller one and the John Holmes toy and I know my Master likes accuracy as much as I like cock.

Eight orgasms and it was only just mid afternoon. At this rate I was going to run out of toys or need to find an emergency oversized butternut squash in a convenience store open for unexpected Easter needs.

I decided since I’d been on my back for all those orgasms earlier, I’d ride the John Holmes toy on my knees for a change. And I was shocked to find that I still couldn’t take it at all. Not on my knees, not on my back, not at all. My cunt was closed for something that large.

I was so shocked I forgot to ask my Master’s permission for what to do next. So no wonder he caught up with me before bed and made sure I didn’t go to sleep until I’d bought what he had in mind to punish me with for missing that orgasm…

 

 

Step Back

Spring Open

I’ve been experimenting with Princess for a while using two fingers inside her cunt to bring her to orgasm. It began out of practicality over winter when getting completely naked was too cold and we adapted to fucking with clothes still on.

It’s easier to reach two fingers inside while you’re still half dressed than a fist or four fingers and it’s made me get more creative with movements and actions to bring her to orgasm that way.

Lots of concentration on her G spot and playing with her clit after teasing my fingers along the inside of her thighs and across her cunt to make her shiver and squirm has been equally fun for both of us and I’ve been enjoying the same number inside me.

Yesterday though when we were fucking and it was warm enough to strip off completely I had an urge for her to put as many fingers inside my cunt as possible and start stretching me out a bit more now spring is here again.

But Princess had other ideas and despite me asking for two then three fingers, she kept stroking my cunt with just one finger until I was frustrated but turned on and as close to bratty about it as I get about it.

Then just as I was about to pout and protest, she licked my clit until I came, never taking her finger out of my cunt circling it round, brushing against my G spot and fucking me slowly and steadily all while I squirmed in pleasure to an excellent orgasm.

Keeping that one finger inside my cunt she switched to stroking my clit with both fingers on either side of it back and forth until my clit was swollen and I was writhing off the bed incredibly close to the kind of orgasm that makes your head spin.

She literally had me in the palm of her hand pacing me back and forward until my clit was almost painful I was so turned on and close to coming, all with one finger inside and two fingers around my clit.

When I came it was less like an orgasm and more like losing grasp of reality. My mind went blank with anything except the intensity and enjoyment of that orgasm and it made me miss her finger when she finally slipped it out again.

It also made me greedy to see how much further she can push me with more fingers inside while she plays with my clit. I might have to get to try with an orgasm for each extra finger til we get to the fist or I actually pass out in pleasure…

Spring Open

Monthly

I have always been incredibly grateful to live in a time and place where contraception has always been freely available to me. How else would I have been able to be so slutty after all? And with that sluttiness in mind, I always liked the so called long acting reversible contraceptives that are likely to stop your periods like my IUD.

So every single month I am surprised by Princess’s period, making me tempted to get a period tracker on my phone just for that reason. But this month, I remembered just as it was about to start and looked forward to seeing if it made any difference to fucking her.

Some women are hornier around their period, but with Princess it’s hard to tell since she’s pretty damned horny all the time but she definitely seemed very in the mood when I was brushing my thumb across the outside of her panties to tease her.

Watching her squirm against my hand was making me pretty horny and it didn’t take me much to take her panties off and very very slowly slide one finger inside her cunt. And it felt amazing. All the wetness of her being turned on but with an added element that made it even easier for me to slide the pads of my fingers over her G spot until she came incredibly hard under my hand.

I loved the feeling. Her cunt seemed much sensitive to light sensations and movements and it was like the best lube in the world with a combination of movement and grip. I couldn’t bring myself to take my hand out and instead I kept pressing and rubbing my fingers inside her until she came again. And again.

I was incredibly wet from the feeling of her cunt against my hand and she thanked me by slipping one end of the double toy into herself and pressing the other end against my cunt which was incredibly greedy for it.

Then she fucked me incredibly hard with the toy taking advantage of that added grip from the blood to hold the toy tighter inside herself in order to really give me a thorough fucking. The sight of her with the toy and the feel inside me as our clits rubbed together pushed me to an orgasm in no time.

I’m very much going to be looking forward to next month now…

Monthly