A sad ending to something great

I know it has been a while since either of us have posted, with in that time my lovely sub and I have stopped the lifestyle with each other.  It is sad to say it out loud but we still talk to each other as often as we can and are still there for each other as much as possible.  Even though i am not her master any more i still care for her greatly and hope her the best in her real life endeavors. Master T

Sleeping Arrangements

I recently quit my second job which I worked in the mornings. Not having anything to be awake for in the mornings, I began pulling all nighters and then sleeping until mid-afternoon. I complained one too many times to Master about how lazy I was being. He told me he was taking over my sleeping schedule from now on.

For the last few nights, Master has been telling me when to go to sleep and when I was to wake up. So far, I have been told to go to sleep around 3 am when we are finished talking and before I went to bed, he told me when I was to wake up. I was to text him the minute I woke up. If I wanted a nap, I could ask him and he would tell me how long I could nap for. 

If I oversleep, there are punishments. Different ones for every 5 minutes and then every hour I overleep. I'm sure I will be posting about them if I ever do oversleep.

I'm very excited about Master taking over my sleeping schedule. It is something that has nothing to do with sex and it shows how much power he has over me and how much I am willing to give him.

Mouthing Off

Last night I had to be punished again. Master had been telling me a fantasy the night before which he told me wasn't just a fantasy because it would happen. I kept rejecting his ideas, telling him I can't do some of the things he was telling me. Apparently I needed a reminder that can't is no longer a part of my vocabulary.

We only did part of my punishment. Master decided to try a new tactic. Humiliation. First I was to get my panties nice and wet, Masturbating with them on. The to get them even wetter, stuffing them up my pussy and cumming with them inside me. This was only the fun part. Master then had me put my panties over my head and took a picture. It was a bit embarrassing. Humiliation doesn't need to be complicated at all.

I do know Master loves me. I also know he doesn't enjoy punishing me. When he punishes me, I know I deserve it and it doesn't make me love him less. Sometimes a sub just needs to be taught their place.

Trust

I share more with Master than I do with any other person in my life. Things I wouldn't share with my mother or a boyfriend. I tell him all my problems. They mostly have to do with friends. But others are effects our activities have on my body. Never would I dream of telling a boyfriend that I have a rash around my vulva due to not wearing panties. After using my vibrator for an extended amount of time, my pussy ached. It was painful without even touching it. (Master told me I wouldn't be using my vibe for two weeks) Other times I can't use my plug due to stomach problems. He always knows when I'm on my period and we have even trained while I was on it. I have to have a reason to not do something. There is a trust I have in Master that I have with no one else.

A long day

My plan was 100 edges in three days and my sub would be allowed to cum if she was good.  It was a shame my sub was going to have trouble to get on to do a set number of edges the two days before.  I told her she was going to do 100 on the one day, but she informed me that she would be able to get on a day before I told her she was going to do the 100.  I found a bdsm porn video and made her watch it while she edged to it. I was going to have her do 40 edges but as she was on the last I held the count at the last one and made her beg for 10 more to stop playing with her pussy.

It was the faithful day where she was going to do 100 in one day and we were going to start early. I had a plan for all 100 and I could not wait for her to suffer the full 100 in one day. I had her strip naked and edge while reading some porn, then her next edge was to put her panties on and get them good and wet i wanted to see how wet they where but she was not going to show me, but when i told her she was going to get more edges she had the laptop between her legs in a flash. I told her to take them off and set them close by they where going to be used again. Her next set was on her back with fingers in her holes and her thumb on her clit, then kneeling, to her side with her one leg held up in the air, doggy style, then sitting up, to on her back with both legs in the air.  The next two sets she was standing one with her hands the next with her vibe.

One of the last sets was for her to put her panties on and do 10 positions of any of the positions before. Her last and final set was two with her hands and one each of the vibe on each setting. After that I told her to gag herself with her wet panties and put the toy to medium and I will count down for her to be able to orgasm.  Master T

Turning her into my woman

Nothing was better then watching my sub work through the trouble of holding her orgasm where she was not even lasting a minute when using her vibrator.  But watching her edge in different positions till she was begging to cum.  After I hit 19 on the count down and started asking if she wanted to cum and asking if she was a dirty girl she practically screamed yes, I laughed and said 20 and told her to cum and don't stop till the wave stops.  After she got her breath back she was giddy and rather hard to understand, she begged to get off more and I let her get off till she could not anymore.

The greatest part was when she woke up the next day and was still soaking wet and horny, she didn't say it, but I could tell she was scared. I could not help but laugh when I saw the email and told her she is slowly becoming my slut thru and thru.

Master T

Explosions

After two days of edging 80 times then not being allowed to touch myself at all for four days, days of not wearing panties, my juices practically dripping down my thighs, I was finally allowed to orgasm. But first, I had to edge another 20 times making it a total of 100 edges. The first ten with my fingers, the next ten with my vibrator. 

I was surprised about how sensitive I was for not touching myself for just four days. With my fingers I was able to last about two minutes for each edge. With my vibrator, it was much more difficult. I could barely last 30-45 seconds. After a half hour of torturing myself, Master told me to tell him when I got close. He was going to count to ten and then back down to one and then I could get off.

I had an earth shattering orgasm. I've never felt anything like it before. I exploded. Fireworks went off inside me. It went through my whole body. I couldn't keep my body still, nor did I want to. It was a good thing I had the house to myself because I didn't moan, I nearly screamed. When it was over, I was overcome with this amazing feeling of happiness. I was giggling and couldn't stop. I could barely make sense when I was talking to Master.

I was allowed to cum as many more times as I wanted that night but nothing compared to the first. If I can have that orgasm again by edging then not touching myself for days, I will gladly do it again.

Weeks of Fun for Master

My sub and I have had some fun of late, or it mostly might have been me.  She has had a couple busy weeks from denial to not touching herself in any way.  I don't know where I came up with the idea but turned great to keep my sub horny and wet. The first week she was punished she was made to hold her orgasm over 75 times which lasted a few days.  She was able to get off a few days then I started denial again it was going to be 4 days and she was going to edge around 85-90 times, but I got a little tired of hearing her complain about being unhappy about her training.  So I made her stop edging and she was not to touch herself in anyway till I told her.  I made her wait three days with not touching herself at all, we had some punishments to do that she earned a while back and just was not able to do due do others being around.   I allowed her to touch herself again after her punishment was done.  The next day was Saturday and I planned for her to finally get off but she was going to do it in a few of different positions.  For her first orgasm she was standing and only using her fingers. Then she had four more laying down, I told her to enjoy them we will start edging tomorrow.  I was busy all day and sent her a message she had to do 30 edges before 4 pm. We were not able to Skype that night but we emailed most of the night and I gave her a task for the morning to edge another 10 times in the.  We did a few more edges as we skyped to the point she was lasting only less than a minutes. She was begging like crazy to get off and I told her she has to wait to Tuesday to get off.  She kept on asking so I gave her more edges to do, after a few more I asked her how many she did and she did not have the right number so I told her she will be getting off on Wednesday and that she was not to touch herself till I tell her.  Then for more fun I gave her 10 more edges to do she had to do 2 with just her fingers, one with her vibe on low while she played with her nipples slightly, once with the vibe on medium and playing with her tits even rougher, then one on high and she had to play with her tits really rough.  We did that set and I reminded her about her nipples. When she did the set again she forgot about her nipples on medium but I reminded her when the high setting came a long she was now waiting till Friday to get off.  She asked me why not Thursday and saw my look and instantly said sorry. After the last one she was at 80 and she has not touched for about 5 to 6 days, she almost really impressed me on Wednesday enough that I was going to let her get off.  She had her plug in for a good 7-8 hours and I told her if she made it to noon of the next day with out taking it out I would be so impressed she would be allowed to cum early.  Too bad she only made it till we went to sleep none the less I was still proud she lasted so long with it in.  The best thing was not allowing her to wear panties at all. If she wore them she would be punished, I loved asking her how wet she was during work with out having panties on it always brought a smile to my face seeing she was soaking wet throughout the day.

Master T

More Than Denial

Master and I really enjoy training in orgasm denial. I love the feeling of how tortured I am when yet again I am not allowed to cum. In the end, I always have an amazing orgasm. But lately, Master has come up with the idea of me not touching myself at all. Sometimes for days. It's worse than being denied orgasm because if I'm denied at least I feel something.

I'm constantly horny. Master will sometimes tease with roleplay and using my plug. Not being allowed panties doesn't help the matter. I try my best not to complain because I know I'll be punished by having more days added to not being allowed to play.

When you are allowed to at least play with yourself everyday and then it's taken away from you, it's not something that is fun. Hopefully, if continue to be a good girl, I will be allowed to cum tonight.

Skypeing with her for the first time

It was kind of saddening knowing she was going to be gone for a month, but I just stayed busy.  I checked my e mail and saw she e mailed me that morning to say hi and to see how I was doing.  With her being on vacation we were talking all the time with over 150 messages a day most not even about bdsm play. With her last week there she asked me if we could Skype, I said sure I can Skype as soon as I make an account. 5 minutes later we saw each other for the first time.  I thought it was going to be hard to keep talking and keep a normal conversation, but to my surprise we can talk for hours with out stopping.  After a few nights of skypeing we started with our normal bdsm play with the new toys she had gotten. When she got back to the states we agreed to talk as much and Skype as much as possible.  We end up talking at least 6 days a week and there is normally some form of training each day.  My sub and I have tried many things and are training her for things as well.  As part of a punishment she was instructed to use hot wax on some parts of her body, I was surprised to say the least that she did so well with it.  Next time we use wax she will be using it in more sensitive areas then it should be a real punishment.  Even now we are still working on her ability to take her plug and her vibe at the same time she is slowly able to fuck herself with them in together. Don't forget still looking for ideas for punishments and rewards just add them to the post below. Master T

My Thoughts on Master

A few weeks ago, while skyping,  Master had ordered me to insert three ice cubes into my anus, put my plug in, and then I would begin using my vibrator. The goal was to feel "fuller". Unfortunately,  when I put the vibrator in, it didn't feel good for me at all. It was a pain, on my vaginal wall, that felt kind of like when you push on a bad bruise.

I continued for a minute, thinking the pain would go away, but it didn't. I needed to stop. I was so disappointed in myself that I had tears in my eyes. I thought I had displeased Master. He reassured me that everything was fine and that his goal is never to hurt me. In fact, he was about to stop me himself because of how much I was flinching. He began to try making me laugh, to not look so down. That a smile looked much better on my face than tears. We exchanged sweet words until we went to bed.

I wanted to write about this training session between Master and I because I want our readers to know how much our relationship extends beyond the realm of BDSM. Master truly cares for me. He doesn't want me to feel uncomfortable and if I don't want to do something, I have the freedom to say no. I am not his slave, I am his sub.

We are friends, first and foremost. Before we train while we skype, we always talk about our day, maybe say something that is on our minds. Sometimes we don't train at all, just talk for hours. At least once every time Master and I skype, I find myself just looking at him for a moment thinking, 'That's my Master, nobody else's'. I am so lucky to have found him. I know we'll have a life long friendship.

Some fun for the readers

To all of our reader my sub and I thank for for reading and I want to let you help me come up with a few punishments and rewards that I can use. Rest assured if I have my slut use them I will have her post it here in detail for your enjoyment. Master T

Punishments

As much as I try to please Master, I do sometimes have accidents or make mistakes. Just because I didn't mean to do something, doesn't mean it should go without a consequence .

In the last month, I've displeased Master twice. As I've said before, I'm not allowed to masturbate or orgasm without permission. I am often ordered or given permission to masturbate but denied an orgasm. A few weeks ago, I was ordered to masturbate and get close to orgasm but I was not allowed to get off. At my fourth edge, I got carried away and orgasmed. I told Master the truth. He told me I'd be punished that night.

I wasn't sure how the punishment would go. It was the first time I was being punished through skype. After I took my shirt off (which is the sign that I am ready to begin training) Master had me put my laptop between my legs and lay down. So far the training was just how it had been every night. To my surprise, he had me lubricate my vibrator and insert it. He then explained to me that I would orgasm another 9 times.

At first I didn't understand how this was a punishment. I learned how after my second orgasm. The orgasms felt good, but they weren't satisfying. I was ordered to do this because Master was displeased with me. Knowing that, my mental state was not allowing me to enjoy the sensations running through my body. After another three orgasms, my body just wouldn't let me anymore. I believe it was my mental state that wouldn't let me as well. I begged Master to let me stop, that his slut had learned her lesson. He let me but warned that next time wouldn't be so easy.

The next time I was punished was not because I had disobeyed Master in any way. For three days, I had complained that I just couldn't edge. I just couldn't get close to orgasm no matter how hard I tried. He told me he was tired of all my can'ts and told me that "can't" would not be a part of my vocabulary after this. He me to get close five times. He didn't care how long it took. An hour later, I emailed him telling him I finished his orders. He gave me another seven to do. When I was done with that, he gave me some more. And then more. That day I edged twenty- five times without getting off. I went to bed sexually frustrated that night.

Two days later, after edging a total of seventy times, I was given permission to orgasm. Master told me to orgasm as many times as I could and get it all out. Before the first one, though, I was told to tell him when I was close so he could count down my orgasm. When he got to three, he told me to stop and take out my vibrator. He asked me if I knew why I was told to stop. I had no idea. He told me it was because I still had my shirt and bra on. Annoyed, I practically ripped them off. Master laughed and told me to continue. I told him when I was close and he counted down from ten. I held it until one and had a forty- five second orgasm. A record for me. I had a few shorter ones after that. It was the most amazing thing I had ever felt.

Training begins

Once we started talking again is when we really started exploring the lifestyle. My first order for her was to keep her pussy bald and to keep it that way at all times, then  I started out simple she was not to cum or touch her self unless I gave her permission.  When I let her play with herself I made sure she would play with her ass.   After she had written anal slut and masters cunt on her she went to work and then the library.  I wanted to push her a bit I made her go to the bathroom and strip her pants and panties off in a stall and start playing with her ass and pussy.  I told her to stop right before she got off and to take pictures of her wet pussy and to only put her pants back on, she was not allowed to have panties on again the rest of the day.  My sub was telling me how horny and wet she was and begging to be able to get off when she got home.  Instead of letting her get off right away I made her put ice cubes in both holes wait till they all melt completely and play with her self to edge again, for her doing so well in the library she was allowed to come. I even had words she was not able to use during the day depending how many she used the word would then lead to a certain punishment.  Varying from spanking herself to even covering her breasts and pussy in hot wax. Then my sub told me she was leavening the state for a month and would contact me when she was back.  Needless to say I was a bit sad but it would allow me to work on a few new things to try including punishments. Master T

The First Time We Skyped

In February of 2012, I took a trip to England. I told Master I wouldn't be able to talk much due to site seeing. After just a week of not talking with him, I emailed him. I found myself missing him too much and needed to speak with him. We began talking whenever I had free time.

Another week went by and I asked him when we could finally skype for the first time. He told me he wouldn't mind doing it that night. He even said that he could do it in about half an hour. After being hesitant for a moment (I had been lazy that day and hadn't taken a shower) I agreed. I was very nervous. I was afraid we wouldn't have anything to talk about, that it might be awkward. We ended up talking non stop for an hour. Since we had just seen each other for the first time, we kept our conversation on a vanilla level.

We skyped the next night as well. I told him I got a vibrator and anal plug and would like to begin training on skype that night. Even though he had seen pictures of me naked, I was still very nervous. I kept stalling so didn't get around to training that night.

The next time we skyped, I knew I was ready. I wanted Master to see me. We talked for a little while then told  him I was ready. He ordered me to take off my shirt and bra then play with my nipples. He then ordered me to begin playing with myself. I found myself too nervous and asked him if we could stop for the night. He said yes. This was when I realized how understanding he is and how much he really cared for me.

We talked for a little while longer. I then told Master I was ready again. I wanted to do this. He asked if I was absolutely sure. I nodded yes. He ordered me to take my pants off. I did. He told me to play with my clit  until I was wet. He then told me to spread my pussy wide to see what I had done to myself. He told me I was a good slut. He told me to take my vibrator and put it into my pussy. I did as I was told. He asked me how it felt to have Master's cock finally inside me. It felt wonderful I told him. He had me slowly fuck myself with the shaft on high and the rabbit on low. He had me go faster and faster. I was close to cumming so had to stop for a minute. I wasn't given permission to orgasm. He told me I was being very pleasing. I was allowed to orgasm that night.

Meeting her

I have known about the lifestyle since I was 16 and have been very interested to learn more about it.  In November of 2010 i found a site for bdsm relationships. I did not have much luck on the site when I was just looking for an online relationship to gain experience in being a Dom.  After a few weeks I found someone that was also looking for online to my surprise she actually sent me a message back and was interested in getting to know a little about each other first.  All I have heard from others on the site was that online does not work that it can't work.  Having learned about her life, experiences, and her limits made it much easier for me to plan things that could be done.  But I found out after only a few weeks of talking with each other that my new sub had gotten a second job and had to stop what we were about to start. After she left I kept looking for someone else to hopefully replace her but other subs/slaves never seemed interested in me. So I took a little time off the site I got on every once in a while to check messages and to look at the new profiles made. One night I happened to come across a profile just like my old subs that said online can work and that's all she wanted.  I gave it one last chance before I closed my profile down.  To my surprise I got a message back almost instantly that it was her. Master T

A Growing Relationship

Now it was the middle of June. So we wouldn't lose each other again, we exchanged email addresses. I finally trusted my Dom enough to send him some pictures of me. I was still hesitant about sending him any racy pictures, though. He was fine with that. He was very understanding.

I found myself being able to talk about anything with my Dom. I told him everything that was troubling me. He gave me advice when he could and just listened when he couldn't. He is a true friend of mine. Not just my Master.

We began some BDSM play. We started small. Master would have me write things like, "Master's" on my thigh with an arrow pointed to my pussy and anus. Once I was ordered to write "Master's Utters" across my breasts. We trained a little in orgasm control and denial. I was not allowed to orgasm without permission.We experimented a little with ice. Inserting it in my pussy and anus.

One day, in the early autumn, I was at the library and got an email from Master. He asked if I had anything with me that I could use for nipple clamps. I told him there were some bobby pins in my hair. He ordered me to go into the bathroom, put them on my nipples, stay at the library for another hour and then take them off when I got home. It was incredibly erotic to secretly be wearing them in front of everybody.

In the beginning of December, I sent Master the first fully nude picture of myself. It's something I told him I'd never do, yet I found myself doing it willingly. I felt really good about it, too. He hadn't even asked for one. I have this feeling that he knew I'd come around. I also know that with everything, if I'm hesitant about something or say I will never do something, I may someday be comfortable doing it.

Meeting Him

In January 2011, I decided to set up an account on a BDSM website. I'd always been submissive by nature, so wanted to explore the lifestyle. I didn't know what I was looking for.I didn't know what I would find. What I found was definitely something special.

Unlike most submissives, it didn't take me very long to find my Dominant. We got to know each other as friends first. For months we only talked. Only slightly touching upon the subject of BDSM every now and then.

After about two months, I started a second job. I simply didn't have enough time or energy to talk with my Dom anymore. I told him that and deleted my account. I thought of him often. Eventually I found myself wishing I never stopped talking with him. I made a new account but couldn't remember his username. I thought I'd never find him again.

I began looking for a new Dom. No one was the same. I never had that connection I had with my Dom. I was saddened and nearly gave up. A few weeks later though, I recieved a message from my Dom. His message was very sad. He explained to me that his sub had to leave him and he was looking for another. I couldn't believe it. I messaged him back immediately telling him it was me. I swear it was fate.