Ostensibly Frank should have been a man content with his life. He'd had a fine education, was attractive physically - some might say handsome, a good conversationalist who was able to speak with some authority on many issues and subjects. He was not judgmental, a liberal by inclination, who detested cruelty and injustice of any form. He had been raised, not with great monetary privilege but in a warm and loving environment. And yet he felt unfulfilled.
He had courted and loved several women each quite different in character and physical appearance - it was clear to him at least that he did not have a "type" of woman - it was just he felt that he hadn't, as yet, met THE woman. Frank had experimented with many of the pleasures that life could offer. Each in turn had lessened in their power; he had become inured to their ability to entice. Though an exuberant, affable and social being Frank knew that something wasn't quite right.
In social situations, where he may be accompanied by a woman of some attractiveness, enjoying the occasion and engaging in the banter and small talk that was De' rigueur. He felt alone. It was at this time that Frank began to explore spirituality.
He read much on this subject, text from all the world's religions, books written by gurus and holy men. He also broached psychology; self help books and any literature that might fill this unknown void he had within. These helped. He had moved from loneliness to solitude and became adept at prayer and meditation.
He was becoming more centred and as he did so a certain contentment entered his life. The material world that had once driven his reasonably successful career became of less importance. He wrote poetry, formed relationships not based on what the other could offer in terms of prestige or status but in terms of true and meaningful friendship.
It was a Thursday evening late in January that was to alter his life forever. He did not recognise the significance of what he was about to do - it was not an epiphinal moment. Frank laid the book he had just finished reading on the table next to his computer. A book that had touched him, it was entitled "Reaching Out" its author was Henri J. M. Nouwen a Catholic monk. Satisfied, Frank thought time for fun. His mind has been stimulated, soul enriched and now his human urges deserved to be acknowledged.
He chuckled as he rebooted his computer. But where to go? The whole world of sex lay at his fingertips. Anything he could possibly desire was there to be had - a surplus of choice. He had recently been introduced to the world of bdsm. He had always felt that the mark of a true woman was one who could express their sexuality with confidence. He was attracted to women who could take control of a sexual situation – and thus lessen the burden of his performance.
Frank was beginning to recognise that he wished to serve a woman, he had always delighted in giving pleasure, but now this yearn was becoming more and urgent. He had recently joined an online bdsm community called InformedConsent. Not only was it an information resource, it also included a Personal Ads section. Yes! Frank thought that's where I will start my journey this evening. I'll checkout InformedConsent. I'll cruise the Personal Ads for a Domme/Switch. As he read the ads, he came across one in particular that caught his eye.
MyLady, no picture but as he read the profile, he became convinced that this was his type of woman. Sensual not sadistic, forthright and a strong personality and she knew exactly what she wanted. Oral sex! Frank delighted in this type of sexual play. Orgasm control. Frank had always pandered to his sexual whim, if horny fuck if possible, if not then wank. Perhaps it was time that Frank exercised self-control by giving that control to someone else. Yes he thought that would be novel and perhaps create a frisson of its own.
The person she sought was not a wimp – well no one would have the temerity to call Frank a wimp. She wanted a man. Well that is what I am he thought. Yes a man who happens to delight in giving pleasure to his woman. He memoed MyLady taking great care to word his advance appropriately. Not snivelling he thought but respectful. He specified what he was looking for as instructed in her profile. He felt that he had met all the criteria required. He waited and watched. She responded. His heart leapt!
It seemed that each moment had slipped imperceptibly one to another since they had made their initial contact. Sure life had gone on - he'd worked, played and had lived as he always had done - comfortably. But during all this time he had been laying plans, anticipating, projecting what their initial meeting was to be like and today was the day.
He wanted to make the best impression he could. Gone to Harrods bought the Krug Crystal, Jamaican Blue Mountain Coffee for the morning and the best English breakfast money could get. Yes, maybe she would stay the night. His flat was immaculate - cleaners had been in and the bathroom that needed decorating was complete.
She was worth it - a rare beauty, brains as well.
He wasn't going to drive, he might need a drink or two. She had said they'd meet at The Belvedere. He had phoned to make a reservation saying he wanted a balcony table - in fact he wanted the balcony, no other tables just theirs. "It would cost" the maitre' d said. She was worth it he thought, and it was booked.
"Frank I'll be with you shortly, in fact, we're pulling into the car park now."
Frank looked up and could see a Bentley Continental Convertible pull in. Fuck this lady, has style. This made him even more anxious. She was sitting in the front as well next to some man; he couldn't quite see his face. She turned to kiss the driver, but it wasn't a peck on the cheek. Their lips met and lingered too long. This unnerved Frank. His anxiety grew but as a man he drew a deep breath in and composed himself , that's what he was good at wasn't it? Putting on a front.
Frank walked up to the car and opened the door on MyLady's side, she got out. Frank was stunned she was more beautiful than even her photos suggested. Frank nodded to the driver. The driver looked at Frank straight in the eye and said: "Alright"
Was that a wry smile Frank detected that crossed the man's face? The moment was too full for it all to register. MyLady offered Frank her hand, he noticed her beautifully manicured nails, and without thought Frank raised her hand to his lips and placed a gentle kiss.
"My Lady, so finally we meet - you are truly beautiful."
"Thank you Frank"
She had an imperious air, expectant and authoritive yet understanding. Noblesse Oblige. Once sat at the table, alone for the first time, with a full moon high in the sky they looked into each other's eyes. Frank was spell bound. Raising her hand to brush a curl of hair from her eyes, MyLady accidentally (?) knocked her handbag of the table. Frank immediately dove under the table to retrieve it. Beneath the cloth he chanced to glimpse her legs. As he did so, they parted slowly. She was wearing stockings - fine quality ones at that. Her legs opened more, her skirt rose further up her thighs. Franks heart was beating; every fibre of his being was aflame. MyLady was knickerless. Her sex was there, pouting and swollen. The most intoxicating sight that Frank had ever witnessed.
"Smell me Frank, Smell my feminity." Frank's nostrils flared, he drew a breathe from the very centre of his soul. Her sweet muskiness, the wetness of her sex. staggered him.
"Enough, back to your seat Frank" Frank clambered to his seat, almost staggered, he was flushed. "Compose yourself Frank."
"No buts Frank. I am hungry and now we eat. Frank what you have just smelt and seen is to be the centre of our pleasure. I have chosen you above all to serve me. I am to stay with you tonight, my dear boy"
Frank felt like he had felt never before, he was elevated physically and emotionally. By choosing him to serve her, she had affirmed his masculinity. He had drawn strength from her. Frank became composed. While they ate, there was much conversation. The food was fine, neither drank, they didn't need to, each revelled in each other, appreciating there respective roles and each others intellect.
The bill was paid, a taxi summoned and once in Frank's flat MyLady familiarised her self with the surroundings.
Not word had been spoken.
MyLady settled into a large leather armchair, the one she knew Frank normally occupied. She looked at Frank, and pointed to the floor. Instinctively Frank knelt at her feet.
"Good boy" she said as she playfully ruffled his hair.
"Now Frank I want you to watch very carefully to what I am about to do"
Frank nodded and said, "Yes MyLady"
Raising her hips; she pulled her skirt up to show her suspender belt, loosening her top she released both large breasts, their nipples were hard. She hooked her legs on arm of the chair and shifted forward, her sex was fully exposed – open. Her pearl like clitoris poked like a small penis from beneath its hood. With one hand she began to tweak her left nipple, her other reached down to her sex and placed a finger between her anus and the bottom of her slit. She slowly drew the finger upwards, leisurely she began to masturbate, alternating between rubbing her clit, parting her lips and dipping her finger into her vagina. She was becoming slick. Her pace quickened, a low moan escape, her buttocks clenched, she was rubbing furiously now. She jerked, her body shuddered, her eyes closed. She had cum and had ejaculated.
Her thighs were smeared with juices and a pool of liquid had formed by her arsehole. All this time Frank had watched intently, his cock, still encased in his trousers, was flint hard, he had never ever been so aroused, yet he had not touched himself – She had not said he could. Opening her eyes, she could see Frank's arousal, his passion, his yearn, his want, his need. She was pleased.
"Frank tell me what you want to do now."
"MyLady I want to clean you, make you feel comfortable."
"Yes, good boy, that's right, so ask me Frank"
"MyLady may I clean you."
"NO! Frank ask me properly."
"MyLady I beg you please may I clean you."
"That is better boy, you may but first I want to see you."
Frank rose to his feet and stripped.
His penis was almost flat in his stomach though he was standing. It was 7.5" in length and of proportionate girth. Its bulbous head purple. His testes were drawn close to his body. His shoulders were back, chest out, but his head was slumped in submission.
"Turn round" She said.
Frank complied. Reaching between his legs she grabbed his shaft. Frank twitched.
She laughed.
Frank knelt again between her legs and gently began licking her thighs, slowly working his way up he reach reached the of wetness at her arsehole - she raised her buttocks.
"You may now lick me there around my arsehole"
Frank drank her in and tenderly lapped at her.
"Enough! I now want you on your back. On the floor boy" Frank obeyed. She stood above him, feet either side of his shoulders. "Frank, look at me, carefully look at my breasts, my swollen sex" She slowly squatted, her sex further opened. She lowered herself on to his nose, so that it penetrated her, she rubbed herself all over his face, as if in an act of anointment - as an animal marks its territory. She now began to rub furiously, a bellow from deep within her echoed in Frank's ears. She had once again climaxed. Franks face was smothered by her wetness. His cock throbbed yet he dare not touch it. "Good boy."
She lifted herself from Franks face. His cock was flint hard and twitching. Still prone on the floor Frank began to get up
She stripped her outer garments, taking her top she rubbed it across her cunt, tossing it to Frank she said "You may smell me, while you wank."
"Yes my Lady – I am grateful, thank you"
Frank placed the most potently smelly part of the top across his nose and inhaled. His right hand grabbed his cock and he began to wank, slowly, fully drawing it up and down his shaft. She turned, her perfectly formed buttocks jiggled, her stocking tops had the white marks of her juices as they began to encrust. "Boy look." With that she parted her legs and bent over, even from her back Frank could she the outline of her large breasts, reaching behind with both hands she parted her cheeks, her cunt still very swollen, her arsehole now lewdly displayed.
"Keep this sight in mind boy while I wash and prepare for bed"
Frank lay, his senses were full of her, her smell and in his minds eye the sight of her. Frank could hear her in the bathroom as she washed. One hand now cupping his balls as the other played with both nipples (Frank had large hands, the span of over an octave on a grand piano). His cock pulsed, he did so desperately need relief, but he dare not cum.
After 5 minutes or so, he was summoned.
"Boy in here – now!"
Frank entered the bathroom. Mylady was sat upon the toilet – naked. Her full breast hung, the deep cleavage, the large nipples still erect, her thighs slightly parted. She pointed to the floor. Immediately Frank knelt before her "I am going to piss now, suck each nipple in turn as I do" With his right hand Frank went to raise a breast to his mouth. "No! Just suckle" Frank took her left nipple in his mouth and sucked. She began to piss, a slow unrelenting stream of her urine cascaded into the toilet bowl. Frank alternated his suckling. Eventually the flow became a trickle. She said: "Stop" and pushed Franks head away.
She rose to her feet, parted her legs, and flicked her pelvis forward. Franks head was inches from her cunt. With both hands she reached down and pulled the lips of her sex apart. "Lick" Frank eagerly lapped at her, the acrid smell of her, the taste of her. He cleaned her again and was grateful. "Stop boy and open your mouth" Frank opened his mouth. Her hand parted her sex more and directed a squirt of piss into his mouth. "Drink of me, boy" Frank swallowed. "Good boy. I am going to bed now, wash yourself, keep yourself hard and come join me".
She left the bathroom.
Frank washed; his face was encrusted with the hardened juices of her. His cock leaked pre-cum and throbbed.
As he entered the bedroom MyLady was turned away from him her rounded buttocks pushed towards him. "Come to bed now. Nestle your hard cock between my buttocks" Frank clambered in beside her and placed his throbbing member so that its length lay along the crease of her arse. "Reach a hand around me and cup a breast boy" Frank did and for the first time felt the true weight of her mammaries. They were magnificent. His cock nestled between her buttocks. She clench her cheeks, his member was in a vice like grip. She relaxed her buttocks, and then clenched them again - she was beginning to milk him. His hips jerked forward.
"No! Bad boy.You have spoilt it, I was going to make you cum, but now I am not. Take your hand from my breast. Remove your cock from my buttocks, Turn over away from me – do not touch me"
"But " Frank began.
"No buts boy." Frank turned away.
"I am very sorry to have displeased you, please I beg you allow me to show you how much I am sorry - I will do anything you ask of me" "Tomorrow Frank, tomorrow morning, I will review the situation."
Frank's cock throbbed he didn't fall asleep until absolute exhaustion overtook him.
Frank woke with a start. MyLady had poked him with her finger. Roused yet semi dazed Frank turned to her. She was propped upright on pillows. Her large breasts were displayed. "Frank – I'll be honest I think I was a little harsh on you last night. You served me well and perhaps it was too much of me to expect you not involuntarily re-act as you did, especially because I hadn't specified that you shouldn't move."
She cupped her left breast, the one furthest from Frank and placing her fore finger above the nipple and the large finger beneath. She said tenderly: "Come on Frank, be my baby now – suckle, I have a special treat for you" Frank lay across her lap, took the proffered nipple in his mouth. He became immediately erect, the pent up spunk in his testes ensured that. As he lay there naked, she reached to his balls and began to gently tug at them. "Does my baby like that?" She said. Frank nodded.
His member was stiff and pre-cum oozed from the hole at its tip. Carefully she began to spread the liquid all over his gland. A low moan escaped Frank's lips; he was sucking harder now as if trying to urge her on. She was beginning to become wet; she could feel her cunt tingle. As his glands glistened she grabbed his shaft and began to slowly wank him – milk him, as if he was she. It was a moment of great tenderness and beauty and both knew it.
"There's my good boy, you do so please you know" her hand fell from her breast and she pulled Franks head further into her bosom. Allowing him to relax his neck muscle - she supported him. All this time her hand was slowly but deliberately running up and down his shaft. His glands were swelling even more now, she gripped his cock tighter, slowed the movement of her hand, as if to pump the cum from him. She kept Frank on the verge of cumming for many minutes. Her nipples ached with the intensity of Franks suckling she could feel a deep, meaningful orgasm approaching. She then released her grip on his cock and said: "Frank this is beautiful, lie down on your back".
Frank obeyed. He positioned himself length wise along the bed. Pushing the covers back she straddled his hips, reaching down she placed Frank's cock at the entrance to her cunt. "I am going to fuck you now" In one swift movement she impaled herself on his member. Both groaned, almost bellowed with the joy of the moment and its sensations. She fucked him with purpose, raising herself then pushing down. He was at the centre of her being now his cock pulsed, she was lost in the abandonment of the moment. she came, – a great gush of liquid exploded from deep within her cunt. Spreading her wetness all over his thighs. She slumped down on him.
Frank shifted slightly down and began to fuck her. He was now, if only briefly, the one with power. His cock pistoned in and out, spasm after spasm shook her. "Yes Frank fuck me" she screamed. Frank FUCKED her. Then erupted spurt after spurt of his seed into her very depths. "MyLady" he evoked from the core of his being.
Totally sated, both moved to each other. MyLady snuggled to Frank's chest and slipped a leg between his, Frank's arm cradled her. They dozed; an unknown mode of consciousness enwrapped them. Time passed. How long neither knew nor cared - they luxuriated in their presence. The gentle come down from this high was beautiful. Both knew something very special had occurred. "Our souls just met" Frank whispered. He began to kiss her neck. She whimpered - it was almost the mew of a cat. "Yes Frank" She replied, "I know".
"Frank – I am very sticky". She said as she turned her back and raised her right leg, drawing it to her bosom. Without thought Frank slowly shifted position his head delved between her buttocks so that his tongue could began the act of cleaning her cunt. She pulled the covers over them, and closed her legs trapping him. Frank could not see, but his sense of smell and taste had never been so acute.
With slow circular motions of his head and the placement of his tongue he lapped at her sex, not as an act intent to arouse but as an act of devotion, it was not frantic, it was tender, gentle, loving – but it was also deliberate and he was thorough. Once he had cleaned her, she lifted her leg, freeing him. He drew his tongue along the crease of her buttocks and began to poke at her anal sphincter. "Ahhhh, good boy. Yesssssssss" She hissed "Eat my arsehole, show me how much you adore me, poke that tongue of yours as deep as you can". Frank made love to her to arsehole with his tongue. As he did so the brown bud loosened and opened to him. "Frank, go to my shoulder bag, open it, inside you will see two dildoes, bring the smaller of the two to me". Frank clambered out of bed. He opened the bag and inside he saw an assortment of vibrators, two dildoes, and a leather hip harness. He picked up the two dildoes, one was smooth about 5" long and about the girth of three large fingers. The other was bigger, much bigger. Almost twice the size, and had deep ridges, wrapped helix like around its length. Frank returned to the bedroom. MyLady was on all fours, her back arched a shallow u, downwards then upwards and her bum was crudely open, displayed, ripe and full, framing her cunt and brown bud beautifully. "Frank I want you to penetrate my arsehole with the vibrator. Plunge it in as far as you can. Fuck my arse as vigorously as you can." Frank grabbed the dildo in his clenched fist gripping it with his small and third finger, allowing about 4 inches to protrude. Frank placed the dildo at the entrance and pushed it in, he then began stabbing at her. The bud gripped the dildo, but such was the force Frank applied it always gave way. She was panting now. Her cunt began twitch. Then without warning, a spurt of liquid from her cunt sprayed Frank, drenching his face and torso. She had ejaculated. Her hips wriggled, side to side and up and down, she pulled away from the dildo and lay face down, spread eagled on the bed. She was flushed, and beads of sweat had broken out along her back and forehead.
"Frank, if you want you can now wank."
Frank wanked.
"Cum, that's my good boy, cum for me, splatter my back with your spunk"
Frank obliged. His spunk coated her back from the top of her arse crack and ribbons of it lay thick along her spine. She rose to a kneeling position. Straitening as she did, the spunk dribbled down. Frank couldn't resist, he knew intuitively what do. Though he had never done this before he began to lap at his own spunk. MyLady shivered with delight. "Good boy – my you are such a quick learner, you make me very proud of you" Frank's being swelled. Though he had just cum, his want to please didn't wane. At the last lap, she said: "Don't swallow that Frank"
Taking a deep breath Frank tensioned his arms either side of her shoulders. His buttocks clenched, he positioned his cock at the very entrance to her womanhood. He was hard as flint, though it was only 5 minutes since he had last spent. A gentle push was all that was needed, he slipped into his woman. They both expelled a sigh of deep desire. She did not move. Frank could feel the grip of her cunt, the ridges, the slippery wetness of her, then he was fully engaged, the head of his penis penetrating her cervix. He then slowly withdrew. All this time, their eyes were locked together. Each reading the slightest nuance of facial expression. "Frank fuck me now. Fuck me".
Frank plunged his cock back into her and began to shaft her with meaning. Try as she might (she had decided she would be still) she could not help but to respond by humping her cunt back up to him to meet his thrusts. They fucked and fucked.
"Oh you fucking beautiful woman – your cunt is tight and wet and grips my cock so perfectly, I am going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before. You are going to cum and cum for me You are going to bathe us both in your watery squirt and the slickness of your cream will make us sticky. That's it, take my cock right up into you – no holding back give yourself to me. Feel my cock at the very depths of you. Lose control, let go My Lady - enjoy my power now, know you are at my mercy"
She began to moan; she came once - a deep orgasm one that shocked her being. Then she squirted, a little at first, but as Frank continued his irresistible onslaught, her cunt began a continual spasm. Her squirting was almost now a stream. Frank could feel his climax approaching, his balls tightened further into his body, his thrustings were now desperate. She now knew exactly what to do. Reaching up with both hands she began pulling and tweaking Frank's nipples, almost immediately Frank jerked, uncontrollably he was in a paroxysm of sublime delight.
"Yes!! Good woman. Have me now, I give you all my semen."
"Now Frank spunk up me darling"
Frank spunked into her. Both began to pant, an instinctual reaction to fill their bodies with energy giving oxygen. For both were utterly complete. No words were spoken between them. For words would have been of little use and could in no way express what each felt. The endorphins spread their surreal effect on each body. They did not move. Both drifted to slumber.
Frank awoke with a startle. MyLady was stood above him on the bed, her thighs parted, her pussy was swollen and streams of their mixed juices webbed from her cunt, sticking to her thighs. Her labia major were split, her cunt looked sore – it was so red. And it glistened still.
"Boy I must go now, I have to get home. You know what you must do, so get to it - now"
"Yes my Lady"
Frank looked up to the magnificent woman above him. Her dark locks ruffled and spread, delicately framing her pendulous, full breasts. Her face expectant and spoke of authority, her hands were on her hips. Her thighs womanly, he could see the fullness of her lower buttocks as they too framed her ripe cunt – in that moment Frank knew his was not in the presence of an ordinary woman. There, above him, was someone of a totally different order of being.
Frank felt proud, honoured and at the same time humbled. A welling feeling filled him, not born of mere sexual arousal. Could this be love, Frank thought. All this flooded his mind as struggled to his knees. She took Frank's head and placed it at the bottom of the viscous patch. "You may start here" Frank opened his mouth and began to lap. Gradually working his way up one thigh. He went to start at her cunt.
"NO, bad boy"
She pulled his hair so that he was forced down to the other thigh.
"I am so sorry my Lady" Frank said.
"You will be if you don't get a hurry on, boy"
Frank repeated the process, gently lapping at her thighs until they met her cunt. Frank stopped, and looked up. She smiled and said: "Good boy." With that she turned away from Frank. She bent slightly forward; reaching behind she stretched her buttocks apart. "Start at the top of my arse crack and work down boy - You may clean my bum hole but don't you DARE lap at my cunt"
Frank reached up to steady himself and placed his hands on the out side of her hips. His tongue was flat, he created much spittle in his mouth and drew his tongue down the crack stopping every inch to lick sideways, so that he didn't miss anywhere, he shifted slightly as his tongue lowered to her arse hole, with circular motions he thoroughly rimmed the brown bud. She couldn't help but say: "There's my good boy. You do so adore me." A muffled "Yes" could be heard, and Frank nodded keeping his tongue steady at her sphincter.
"Now flat on your back boy" Reluctantly Frank pulled away from her and complied. She turned; a wry smile spread her lips. "Move further down the bed, boy – I am to queen you now."
Frank shuffled down; She placed her feet under his armpits and began to lower herself on to Frank's face. As she did so her cunt parted further. Her legs now pinioned Frank's arms so he could not move, her cunt was just above his mouth and was fully exposed. "Tongue out boy" Frank complied. Looking up he could see her tense, her cunt twitched a large glob of cum formed at the opening, such was its mass that began to be strung from her, dangling crudely from her. Then plop it splattered on to his tongue. "Swallow, boy" Frank swallowed. With that she tenderly reached behind Franks head and drew his face to her pussy. "Now clean my cunt, but be careful not to arouse me and remember I am sore."
Frank very gently began the process of cleansing her cunt. "That's enough I am now leaving you, call me a taxi". Frank ordered a taxi and as they sat waiting for its arrival. They cuddled. "That was absolutely fabulous Frank, I mean MyMaster" Susan said. "It was my little slut" Frank replied. "And I know you will perform well when I see you next. Remember, long white socks, crisp white blouse, short black pleated skirt, plain white panties and black shoes. Oh yes! don't forget your school tie" MyMaster replied.
The doorbell rang, the taxi had arrived. As Susan and Frank stood at the door, holding each other. Susan whispered in his ear: "I am falling in love with you"
"I with you too" Frank said.
He had courted and loved several women each quite different in character and physical appearance - it was clear to him at least that he did not have a "type" of woman - it was just he felt that he hadn't, as yet, met THE woman. Frank had experimented with many of the pleasures that life could offer. Each in turn had lessened in their power; he had become inured to their ability to entice. Though an exuberant, affable and social being Frank knew that something wasn't quite right.
In social situations, where he may be accompanied by a woman of some attractiveness, enjoying the occasion and engaging in the banter and small talk that was De' rigueur. He felt alone. It was at this time that Frank began to explore spirituality.
He read much on this subject, text from all the world's religions, books written by gurus and holy men. He also broached psychology; self help books and any literature that might fill this unknown void he had within. These helped. He had moved from loneliness to solitude and became adept at prayer and meditation.
He was becoming more centred and as he did so a certain contentment entered his life. The material world that had once driven his reasonably successful career became of less importance. He wrote poetry, formed relationships not based on what the other could offer in terms of prestige or status but in terms of true and meaningful friendship.
It was a Thursday evening late in January that was to alter his life forever. He did not recognise the significance of what he was about to do - it was not an epiphinal moment. Frank laid the book he had just finished reading on the table next to his computer. A book that had touched him, it was entitled "Reaching Out" its author was Henri J. M. Nouwen a Catholic monk. Satisfied, Frank thought time for fun. His mind has been stimulated, soul enriched and now his human urges deserved to be acknowledged.
He chuckled as he rebooted his computer. But where to go? The whole world of sex lay at his fingertips. Anything he could possibly desire was there to be had - a surplus of choice. He had recently been introduced to the world of bdsm. He had always felt that the mark of a true woman was one who could express their sexuality with confidence. He was attracted to women who could take control of a sexual situation – and thus lessen the burden of his performance.
Frank was beginning to recognise that he wished to serve a woman, he had always delighted in giving pleasure, but now this yearn was becoming more and urgent. He had recently joined an online bdsm community called InformedConsent. Not only was it an information resource, it also included a Personal Ads section. Yes! Frank thought that's where I will start my journey this evening. I'll checkout InformedConsent. I'll cruise the Personal Ads for a Domme/Switch. As he read the ads, he came across one in particular that caught his eye.
MyLady, no picture but as he read the profile, he became convinced that this was his type of woman. Sensual not sadistic, forthright and a strong personality and she knew exactly what she wanted. Oral sex! Frank delighted in this type of sexual play. Orgasm control. Frank had always pandered to his sexual whim, if horny fuck if possible, if not then wank. Perhaps it was time that Frank exercised self-control by giving that control to someone else. Yes he thought that would be novel and perhaps create a frisson of its own.
The person she sought was not a wimp – well no one would have the temerity to call Frank a wimp. She wanted a man. Well that is what I am he thought. Yes a man who happens to delight in giving pleasure to his woman. He memoed MyLady taking great care to word his advance appropriately. Not snivelling he thought but respectful. He specified what he was looking for as instructed in her profile. He felt that he had met all the criteria required. He waited and watched. She responded. His heart leapt!
It seemed that each moment had slipped imperceptibly one to another since they had made their initial contact. Sure life had gone on - he'd worked, played and had lived as he always had done - comfortably. But during all this time he had been laying plans, anticipating, projecting what their initial meeting was to be like and today was the day.
He wanted to make the best impression he could. Gone to Harrods bought the Krug Crystal, Jamaican Blue Mountain Coffee for the morning and the best English breakfast money could get. Yes, maybe she would stay the night. His flat was immaculate - cleaners had been in and the bathroom that needed decorating was complete.
She was worth it - a rare beauty, brains as well.
He wasn't going to drive, he might need a drink or two. She had said they'd meet at The Belvedere. He had phoned to make a reservation saying he wanted a balcony table - in fact he wanted the balcony, no other tables just theirs. "It would cost" the maitre' d said. She was worth it he thought, and it was booked.
As 9pm approached, he was unusually nervous. Normally a man of confidence, centred, self-aware yet not arrogant, charming so his lovers had told him. A date was a date wasn't it like the others he'd been on in his adult life. What was this uneasiness he felt, almost anxious? Try as he might he couldn't dismiss it, nor did it lessen. He knew why; she was Dominant his first meeting with a woman were there was to be tacit agreement of status formalised.
His cab arrived on time. It was only a short ride. He alighted, they'd agreed to meet outside, and it was 8.55pm best to be early he was a gentleman after all. Never ever leave a lady waiting. 9 pm came and went, 9.15 if she didn't arrive soon the reservation would be lost and they'd be no time for dinner and drinks later.
I'll have to phone her see what the problem was:
His cab arrived on time. It was only a short ride. He alighted, they'd agreed to meet outside, and it was 8.55pm best to be early he was a gentleman after all. Never ever leave a lady waiting. 9 pm came and went, 9.15 if she didn't arrive soon the reservation would be lost and they'd be no time for dinner and drinks later.
I'll have to phone her see what the problem was:
"Hi its Frank. My Lady where are you?"
"Frank I'll be with you shortly, in fact, we're pulling into the car park now."
Frank looked up and could see a Bentley Continental Convertible pull in. Fuck this lady, has style. This made him even more anxious. She was sitting in the front as well next to some man; he couldn't quite see his face. She turned to kiss the driver, but it wasn't a peck on the cheek. Their lips met and lingered too long. This unnerved Frank. His anxiety grew but as a man he drew a deep breath in and composed himself , that's what he was good at wasn't it? Putting on a front.
Frank walked up to the car and opened the door on MyLady's side, she got out. Frank was stunned she was more beautiful than even her photos suggested. Frank nodded to the driver. The driver looked at Frank straight in the eye and said: "Alright"
Was that a wry smile Frank detected that crossed the man's face? The moment was too full for it all to register. MyLady offered Frank her hand, he noticed her beautifully manicured nails, and without thought Frank raised her hand to his lips and placed a gentle kiss.
"My Lady, so finally we meet - you are truly beautiful."
"Thank you Frank"
She had an imperious air, expectant and authoritive yet understanding. Noblesse Oblige. Once sat at the table, alone for the first time, with a full moon high in the sky they looked into each other's eyes. Frank was spell bound. Raising her hand to brush a curl of hair from her eyes, MyLady accidentally (?) knocked her handbag of the table. Frank immediately dove under the table to retrieve it. Beneath the cloth he chanced to glimpse her legs. As he did so, they parted slowly. She was wearing stockings - fine quality ones at that. Her legs opened more, her skirt rose further up her thighs. Franks heart was beating; every fibre of his being was aflame. MyLady was knickerless. Her sex was there, pouting and swollen. The most intoxicating sight that Frank had ever witnessed.
MyLady reached beneath the table, and pulled Frank's face nearer to her.
"Smell me Frank, Smell my feminity." Frank's nostrils flared, he drew a breathe from the very centre of his soul. Her sweet muskiness, the wetness of her sex. staggered him.
"Enough, back to your seat Frank" Frank clambered to his seat, almost staggered, he was flushed. "Compose yourself Frank."
"But" Frank started.
"No buts Frank. I am hungry and now we eat. Frank what you have just smelt and seen is to be the centre of our pleasure. I have chosen you above all to serve me. I am to stay with you tonight, my dear boy"
Frank felt like he had felt never before, he was elevated physically and emotionally. By choosing him to serve her, she had affirmed his masculinity. He had drawn strength from her. Frank became composed. While they ate, there was much conversation. The food was fine, neither drank, they didn't need to, each revelled in each other, appreciating there respective roles and each others intellect.
The bill was paid, a taxi summoned and once in Frank's flat MyLady familiarised her self with the surroundings.
Not word had been spoken.
MyLady settled into a large leather armchair, the one she knew Frank normally occupied. She looked at Frank, and pointed to the floor. Instinctively Frank knelt at her feet.
"Good boy" she said as she playfully ruffled his hair.
"Now Frank I want you to watch very carefully to what I am about to do"
Frank nodded and said, "Yes MyLady"
Raising her hips; she pulled her skirt up to show her suspender belt, loosening her top she released both large breasts, their nipples were hard. She hooked her legs on arm of the chair and shifted forward, her sex was fully exposed – open. Her pearl like clitoris poked like a small penis from beneath its hood. With one hand she began to tweak her left nipple, her other reached down to her sex and placed a finger between her anus and the bottom of her slit. She slowly drew the finger upwards, leisurely she began to masturbate, alternating between rubbing her clit, parting her lips and dipping her finger into her vagina. She was becoming slick. Her pace quickened, a low moan escape, her buttocks clenched, she was rubbing furiously now. She jerked, her body shuddered, her eyes closed. She had cum and had ejaculated.
Her thighs were smeared with juices and a pool of liquid had formed by her arsehole. All this time Frank had watched intently, his cock, still encased in his trousers, was flint hard, he had never ever been so aroused, yet he had not touched himself – She had not said he could. Opening her eyes, she could see Frank's arousal, his passion, his yearn, his want, his need. She was pleased.
"Frank tell me what you want to do now."
"MyLady I want to clean you, make you feel comfortable."
"Yes, good boy, that's right, so ask me Frank"
"MyLady may I clean you."
"NO! Frank ask me properly."
"MyLady I beg you please may I clean you."
"That is better boy, you may but first I want to see you."
Frank rose to his feet and stripped.
His penis was almost flat in his stomach though he was standing. It was 7.5" in length and of proportionate girth. Its bulbous head purple. His testes were drawn close to his body. His shoulders were back, chest out, but his head was slumped in submission.
"Turn round" She said.
Frank complied. Reaching between his legs she grabbed his shaft. Frank twitched.
She laughed.
"You may now clean me"
Frank knelt again between her legs and gently began licking her thighs, slowly working his way up he reach reached the of wetness at her arsehole - she raised her buttocks.
"You may now lick me there around my arsehole"
Frank drank her in and tenderly lapped at her.
"Enough! I now want you on your back. On the floor boy" Frank obeyed. She stood above him, feet either side of his shoulders. "Frank, look at me, carefully look at my breasts, my swollen sex" She slowly squatted, her sex further opened. She lowered herself on to his nose, so that it penetrated her, she rubbed herself all over his face, as if in an act of anointment - as an animal marks its territory. She now began to rub furiously, a bellow from deep within her echoed in Frank's ears. She had once again climaxed. Franks face was smothered by her wetness. His cock throbbed yet he dare not touch it. "Good boy."
She lifted herself from Franks face. His cock was flint hard and twitching. Still prone on the floor Frank began to get up
"Stay boy, don't move, I am going to the toilet, keep your erection hard, touch yourself if you so wish but do not cum".
"Thank you my Lady."
She stripped her outer garments, taking her top she rubbed it across her cunt, tossing it to Frank she said "You may smell me, while you wank."
"Yes my Lady – I am grateful, thank you"
Frank placed the most potently smelly part of the top across his nose and inhaled. His right hand grabbed his cock and he began to wank, slowly, fully drawing it up and down his shaft. She turned, her perfectly formed buttocks jiggled, her stocking tops had the white marks of her juices as they began to encrust. "Boy look." With that she parted her legs and bent over, even from her back Frank could she the outline of her large breasts, reaching behind with both hands she parted her cheeks, her cunt still very swollen, her arsehole now lewdly displayed.
"Keep this sight in mind boy while I wash and prepare for bed"
Frank lay, his senses were full of her, her smell and in his minds eye the sight of her. Frank could hear her in the bathroom as she washed. One hand now cupping his balls as the other played with both nipples (Frank had large hands, the span of over an octave on a grand piano). His cock pulsed, he did so desperately need relief, but he dare not cum.
After 5 minutes or so, he was summoned.
"Boy in here – now!"
Frank entered the bathroom. Mylady was sat upon the toilet – naked. Her full breast hung, the deep cleavage, the large nipples still erect, her thighs slightly parted. She pointed to the floor. Immediately Frank knelt before her "I am going to piss now, suck each nipple in turn as I do" With his right hand Frank went to raise a breast to his mouth. "No! Just suckle" Frank took her left nipple in his mouth and sucked. She began to piss, a slow unrelenting stream of her urine cascaded into the toilet bowl. Frank alternated his suckling. Eventually the flow became a trickle. She said: "Stop" and pushed Franks head away.
She rose to her feet, parted her legs, and flicked her pelvis forward. Franks head was inches from her cunt. With both hands she reached down and pulled the lips of her sex apart. "Lick" Frank eagerly lapped at her, the acrid smell of her, the taste of her. He cleaned her again and was grateful. "Stop boy and open your mouth" Frank opened his mouth. Her hand parted her sex more and directed a squirt of piss into his mouth. "Drink of me, boy" Frank swallowed. "Good boy. I am going to bed now, wash yourself, keep yourself hard and come join me".
She left the bathroom.
Frank washed; his face was encrusted with the hardened juices of her. His cock leaked pre-cum and throbbed.
As he entered the bedroom MyLady was turned away from him her rounded buttocks pushed towards him. "Come to bed now. Nestle your hard cock between my buttocks" Frank clambered in beside her and placed his throbbing member so that its length lay along the crease of her arse. "Reach a hand around me and cup a breast boy" Frank did and for the first time felt the true weight of her mammaries. They were magnificent. His cock nestled between her buttocks. She clench her cheeks, his member was in a vice like grip. She relaxed her buttocks, and then clenched them again - she was beginning to milk him. His hips jerked forward.
"No! Bad boy.You have spoilt it, I was going to make you cum, but now I am not. Take your hand from my breast. Remove your cock from my buttocks, Turn over away from me – do not touch me"
"But " Frank began.
"No buts boy." Frank turned away.
"I am very sorry to have displeased you, please I beg you allow me to show you how much I am sorry - I will do anything you ask of me" "Tomorrow Frank, tomorrow morning, I will review the situation."
Frank's cock throbbed he didn't fall asleep until absolute exhaustion overtook him.
Frank woke with a start. MyLady had poked him with her finger. Roused yet semi dazed Frank turned to her. She was propped upright on pillows. Her large breasts were displayed. "Frank – I'll be honest I think I was a little harsh on you last night. You served me well and perhaps it was too much of me to expect you not involuntarily re-act as you did, especially because I hadn't specified that you shouldn't move."
She cupped her left breast, the one furthest from Frank and placing her fore finger above the nipple and the large finger beneath. She said tenderly: "Come on Frank, be my baby now – suckle, I have a special treat for you" Frank lay across her lap, took the proffered nipple in his mouth. He became immediately erect, the pent up spunk in his testes ensured that. As he lay there naked, she reached to his balls and began to gently tug at them. "Does my baby like that?" She said. Frank nodded.
His member was stiff and pre-cum oozed from the hole at its tip. Carefully she began to spread the liquid all over his gland. A low moan escaped Frank's lips; he was sucking harder now as if trying to urge her on. She was beginning to become wet; she could feel her cunt tingle. As his glands glistened she grabbed his shaft and began to slowly wank him – milk him, as if he was she. It was a moment of great tenderness and beauty and both knew it.
"There's my good boy, you do so please you know" her hand fell from her breast and she pulled Franks head further into her bosom. Allowing him to relax his neck muscle - she supported him. All this time her hand was slowly but deliberately running up and down his shaft. His glands were swelling even more now, she gripped his cock tighter, slowed the movement of her hand, as if to pump the cum from him. She kept Frank on the verge of cumming for many minutes. Her nipples ached with the intensity of Franks suckling she could feel a deep, meaningful orgasm approaching. She then released her grip on his cock and said: "Frank this is beautiful, lie down on your back".
Frank obeyed. He positioned himself length wise along the bed. Pushing the covers back she straddled his hips, reaching down she placed Frank's cock at the entrance to her cunt. "I am going to fuck you now" In one swift movement she impaled herself on his member. Both groaned, almost bellowed with the joy of the moment and its sensations. She fucked him with purpose, raising herself then pushing down. He was at the centre of her being now his cock pulsed, she was lost in the abandonment of the moment. she came, – a great gush of liquid exploded from deep within her cunt. Spreading her wetness all over his thighs. She slumped down on him.
Frank shifted slightly down and began to fuck her. He was now, if only briefly, the one with power. His cock pistoned in and out, spasm after spasm shook her. "Yes Frank fuck me" she screamed. Frank FUCKED her. Then erupted spurt after spurt of his seed into her very depths. "MyLady" he evoked from the core of his being.
Totally sated, both moved to each other. MyLady snuggled to Frank's chest and slipped a leg between his, Frank's arm cradled her. They dozed; an unknown mode of consciousness enwrapped them. Time passed. How long neither knew nor cared - they luxuriated in their presence. The gentle come down from this high was beautiful. Both knew something very special had occurred. "Our souls just met" Frank whispered. He began to kiss her neck. She whimpered - it was almost the mew of a cat. "Yes Frank" She replied, "I know".
"Frank – I am very sticky". She said as she turned her back and raised her right leg, drawing it to her bosom. Without thought Frank slowly shifted position his head delved between her buttocks so that his tongue could began the act of cleaning her cunt. She pulled the covers over them, and closed her legs trapping him. Frank could not see, but his sense of smell and taste had never been so acute.
With slow circular motions of his head and the placement of his tongue he lapped at her sex, not as an act intent to arouse but as an act of devotion, it was not frantic, it was tender, gentle, loving – but it was also deliberate and he was thorough. Once he had cleaned her, she lifted her leg, freeing him. He drew his tongue along the crease of her buttocks and began to poke at her anal sphincter. "Ahhhh, good boy. Yesssssssss" She hissed "Eat my arsehole, show me how much you adore me, poke that tongue of yours as deep as you can". Frank made love to her to arsehole with his tongue. As he did so the brown bud loosened and opened to him. "Frank, go to my shoulder bag, open it, inside you will see two dildoes, bring the smaller of the two to me". Frank clambered out of bed. He opened the bag and inside he saw an assortment of vibrators, two dildoes, and a leather hip harness. He picked up the two dildoes, one was smooth about 5" long and about the girth of three large fingers. The other was bigger, much bigger. Almost twice the size, and had deep ridges, wrapped helix like around its length. Frank returned to the bedroom. MyLady was on all fours, her back arched a shallow u, downwards then upwards and her bum was crudely open, displayed, ripe and full, framing her cunt and brown bud beautifully. "Frank I want you to penetrate my arsehole with the vibrator. Plunge it in as far as you can. Fuck my arse as vigorously as you can." Frank grabbed the dildo in his clenched fist gripping it with his small and third finger, allowing about 4 inches to protrude. Frank placed the dildo at the entrance and pushed it in, he then began stabbing at her. The bud gripped the dildo, but such was the force Frank applied it always gave way. She was panting now. Her cunt began twitch. Then without warning, a spurt of liquid from her cunt sprayed Frank, drenching his face and torso. She had ejaculated. Her hips wriggled, side to side and up and down, she pulled away from the dildo and lay face down, spread eagled on the bed. She was flushed, and beads of sweat had broken out along her back and forehead.
"Frank, if you want you can now wank."
Frank wanked.
"Cum, that's my good boy, cum for me, splatter my back with your spunk"
Frank obliged. His spunk coated her back from the top of her arse crack and ribbons of it lay thick along her spine. She rose to a kneeling position. Straitening as she did, the spunk dribbled down. Frank couldn't resist, he knew intuitively what do. Though he had never done this before he began to lap at his own spunk. MyLady shivered with delight. "Good boy – my you are such a quick learner, you make me very proud of you" Frank's being swelled. Though he had just cum, his want to please didn't wane. At the last lap, she said: "Don't swallow that Frank"
With those words she swivelled, grabbed Franks face and began to kiss him passionately. As their tongues entwined they became as one. Her breast were squashed to him he could feel her hard nipples poking to him. Their hands were at the back of each other's head, grabbing, stroking, tugging and pulling. After many moments of this passion she said, "Stop". She pushed Frank away re-arranging the pillows she rested her head, lying flat out on her bed, she parted her legs, raising her hips she placed another pillow under her buttocks. Opening her arms to Frank she said: "Come Frank enter me, fully take of your Lady - Fuck me as you wish".
Taking a deep breath Frank tensioned his arms either side of her shoulders. His buttocks clenched, he positioned his cock at the very entrance to her womanhood. He was hard as flint, though it was only 5 minutes since he had last spent. A gentle push was all that was needed, he slipped into his woman. They both expelled a sigh of deep desire. She did not move. Frank could feel the grip of her cunt, the ridges, the slippery wetness of her, then he was fully engaged, the head of his penis penetrating her cervix. He then slowly withdrew. All this time, their eyes were locked together. Each reading the slightest nuance of facial expression. "Frank fuck me now. Fuck me".
Frank plunged his cock back into her and began to shaft her with meaning. Try as she might (she had decided she would be still) she could not help but to respond by humping her cunt back up to him to meet his thrusts. They fucked and fucked.
"Oh you fucking beautiful woman – your cunt is tight and wet and grips my cock so perfectly, I am going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before. You are going to cum and cum for me You are going to bathe us both in your watery squirt and the slickness of your cream will make us sticky. That's it, take my cock right up into you – no holding back give yourself to me. Feel my cock at the very depths of you. Lose control, let go My Lady - enjoy my power now, know you are at my mercy"
She began to moan; she came once - a deep orgasm one that shocked her being. Then she squirted, a little at first, but as Frank continued his irresistible onslaught, her cunt began a continual spasm. Her squirting was almost now a stream. Frank could feel his climax approaching, his balls tightened further into his body, his thrustings were now desperate. She now knew exactly what to do. Reaching up with both hands she began pulling and tweaking Frank's nipples, almost immediately Frank jerked, uncontrollably he was in a paroxysm of sublime delight.
"Yes!! Good woman. Have me now, I give you all my semen."
"Now Frank spunk up me darling"
Frank spunked into her. Both began to pant, an instinctual reaction to fill their bodies with energy giving oxygen. For both were utterly complete. No words were spoken between them. For words would have been of little use and could in no way express what each felt. The endorphins spread their surreal effect on each body. They did not move. Both drifted to slumber.
Frank awoke with a startle. MyLady was stood above him on the bed, her thighs parted, her pussy was swollen and streams of their mixed juices webbed from her cunt, sticking to her thighs. Her labia major were split, her cunt looked sore – it was so red. And it glistened still.
"Boy I must go now, I have to get home. You know what you must do, so get to it - now"
"Yes my Lady"
Frank looked up to the magnificent woman above him. Her dark locks ruffled and spread, delicately framing her pendulous, full breasts. Her face expectant and spoke of authority, her hands were on her hips. Her thighs womanly, he could see the fullness of her lower buttocks as they too framed her ripe cunt – in that moment Frank knew his was not in the presence of an ordinary woman. There, above him, was someone of a totally different order of being.
Frank felt proud, honoured and at the same time humbled. A welling feeling filled him, not born of mere sexual arousal. Could this be love, Frank thought. All this flooded his mind as struggled to his knees. She took Frank's head and placed it at the bottom of the viscous patch. "You may start here" Frank opened his mouth and began to lap. Gradually working his way up one thigh. He went to start at her cunt.
"NO, bad boy"
She pulled his hair so that he was forced down to the other thigh.
"I am so sorry my Lady" Frank said.
"You will be if you don't get a hurry on, boy"
Frank repeated the process, gently lapping at her thighs until they met her cunt. Frank stopped, and looked up. She smiled and said: "Good boy." With that she turned away from Frank. She bent slightly forward; reaching behind she stretched her buttocks apart. "Start at the top of my arse crack and work down boy - You may clean my bum hole but don't you DARE lap at my cunt"
Frank reached up to steady himself and placed his hands on the out side of her hips. His tongue was flat, he created much spittle in his mouth and drew his tongue down the crack stopping every inch to lick sideways, so that he didn't miss anywhere, he shifted slightly as his tongue lowered to her arse hole, with circular motions he thoroughly rimmed the brown bud. She couldn't help but say: "There's my good boy. You do so adore me." A muffled "Yes" could be heard, and Frank nodded keeping his tongue steady at her sphincter.
"Now flat on your back boy" Reluctantly Frank pulled away from her and complied. She turned; a wry smile spread her lips. "Move further down the bed, boy – I am to queen you now."
Frank shuffled down; She placed her feet under his armpits and began to lower herself on to Frank's face. As she did so her cunt parted further. Her legs now pinioned Frank's arms so he could not move, her cunt was just above his mouth and was fully exposed. "Tongue out boy" Frank complied. Looking up he could see her tense, her cunt twitched a large glob of cum formed at the opening, such was its mass that began to be strung from her, dangling crudely from her. Then plop it splattered on to his tongue. "Swallow, boy" Frank swallowed. With that she tenderly reached behind Franks head and drew his face to her pussy. "Now clean my cunt, but be careful not to arouse me and remember I am sore."
Frank very gently began the process of cleansing her cunt. "That's enough I am now leaving you, call me a taxi". Frank ordered a taxi and as they sat waiting for its arrival. They cuddled. "That was absolutely fabulous Frank, I mean MyMaster" Susan said. "It was my little slut" Frank replied. "And I know you will perform well when I see you next. Remember, long white socks, crisp white blouse, short black pleated skirt, plain white panties and black shoes. Oh yes! don't forget your school tie" MyMaster replied.
The doorbell rang, the taxi had arrived. As Susan and Frank stood at the door, holding each other. Susan whispered in his ear: "I am falling in love with you"
"I with you too" Frank said.
The Switch
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Logosity
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