THE NEW KEYHOLDER AND HER TOY I managed to spend ten days with my submissive (Rachel Cash) during the Spring break. During that period, we tried out chastity, tease and denial, an impact scene, plus a few other tasty kinks and sexual experiences. I’ve chosen to begin keeping a journal to document our time together and share what happened. For the entire week prior to my trip, I kept both Rachel and myself from having sexual release. By the moment I drove over to her town to collect her, I was nearly going mad with lust and excitement. The first kiss sent sparks down my spine and filled me with joy. I’ve become addicted to kissing her. THE FIRST NIGHT When we arrived at the hotel that evening, anticipation had almost consumed me. Rachel handed over the keys for the device she wore. I clipped them to my necklace so they hung right above my breasts. Our clothes came off quickly. I jumped on her, sitting astride her hips while she lay powerless beneath me. We kissed deeply. The warmth of our kiss ignited a fire in me. I dragged my nails down her body, tugged at her hair, and declared that she belonged to Me. I pressed kisses along her neck, gently biting her pale skin. My lips traveled lower toward her collarbone and then further down to the swell of her breast. I put one pink nipple into my mouth, feeling it firm up as I brushed my tongue over it. The rigid plastic of her device pressed against me as I moved my hips and played with her nipples.
The urge to have her took over completely. Carefully, I used the key around my neck to unlock the lock. She assisted in pulling the device off so she was free for my touch. My tongue traced the tip of her pussy before sliding deep into my mouth. I tilted my eyes upward to watch pleasure ripple across her face as I worked her with my mouth. I brought her close to climax several times before finally allowing her to cum. The intensity and volume of what came out were quite surprising. I choked on it insert comic relief while some still sprayed down my chin, coating us both in it. I had no idea an orgasm could be so powerful. Biggest. Load. Ever.
Even more astonishing than that supernatural spray was the rush I felt when topping her. Every time I denied her request, my excitement grew stronger. It was incredible watching her beg, seeing the need flash clearly in her eyes. I am completely hooked. LOSING HER VIRGINITY On day two, we stopped by a sex shop to buy a new dildo for my strap-on harness that night we planned to pop Rachel’s cherry, and I wanted to find the perfect toy for it. We chose a soft pink one, roughly five-and-a-half inches long with an inch or so in diameter. Not entirely sure of the precise measurements—the numbers just seem clear in my mind—but the sales clerk highly recommended them as ideal for someone who is an anal virgin.
I won’t reveal too many specifics about the act itself… (Yes, I know you’re all disappointed!) but I view it as a very private and sacred moment between us. It’s enough to say that the mission succeeded and both of us enjoyed it deeply. BEST. EPIC. FUCKING. SEX. EVER. Sometime mid-week, I developed a severely wicked Domme streak. The scene started with strapping my harness onto Rachel so she wore my favorite purple g-spot stimulating dildo. Needless to say, I am far from being a virgin myself, so my own dildo is somewhat larger in length and width than hers. Seeing Rachel inside my black strap-on harness was utterly mouth-watering. I pinned her wrists down, mounted her, and began riding the large purple cock.
Who do you belong to? Your body belongs to me, slut, and I will do whatever the fuck I want with it. Go ahead and beg to cum; I’m not done with you yet.
I climaxed at least four times before removing the strap-on and letting her touch herself. I kept up my verbal play, threatening weeks in chastity, reminding her that she was mine and that I controlled her pleasure. When she felt close, she asked if she could cum. I grabbed her hand and pushed it between my legs. Make me cum, I instructed, and she rubbed my clit until I writhed through another climax. I told her to resume touching herself. Once more she asked permission to cum, begging and pleading. I tore her hands away and ordered her to finger me—that my pleasure came first above all else. Only after I had climaxed again did I let her touch. She begged once more to be allowed to cum; the need and desperation were obvious on her face. She said she would do anything, become anything, if only I permitted it. When I finally gave permission, her entire body shook with pleasure.
Our next step is for her to spend a two-week trial period at my home. The plan is for me to collect her this coming Saturday. She will be in full-time chastity throughout those two weeks. Updates are coming soon!