It was very amusing for my parents that as a small child I would become naughtier and naughtier until the time that I walked up to my dad and told him that I thought I was ready for a spanking. They still find this story amusing, if only they had known

How was I to know that there would be a day that my spanking fetish turned into a money maker? Only this time the tables were turned a little.

Find BDSM partner anywhere as long as you are looking, I wasnt even looking, but the WWW is a very big place, and you dont even have to join a specific site. I found mine in a normal social network.

It seemed to be a natural progression for me from enjoying the odd spanking, to enjoying being handcuffed and spanked, then blindfolded, then tied up and completely mobilized and even suspended. Slowly as I was introduced to this art form, I became deeper entrenched in its mysteries.

I met my dom by accident, from a normal dating site, he was years older than me and very practiced as well as highly regarded in the community. When he approached me I thought urgh, 62, hes an old fart. But she spoke to me nicely, he was intelligent and he sparked my curiosity.

He was looking for a new sub, I wasnt even looking, but he was persuasive and we met. I mean what was the harm in a simple meeting?

We hit it off right away, and found lots to talk about, not all of it about bondage, although one story he told me was very funny. He wanted top sell his house and had, had a special rack built. Not wanting to dismantle it until he had to, he told prospective home buyers it was special suspension equipm ent to help his back problem. I thought that was really funny.

I soon felt like I really belonged in the BDSM community Sam introduced me to and began to enjoy the lifestyle. Sam taught me a lot and I was so eager to learn that I started collecting my own gear. It did not take me long to realize that I was something of a hybrid and not a true submissive.

Although Sam is the only person I ever trusted to bind me, I soon became interested in binding others and a circle of new friends grew around me. They wanted me to help them and I had all the gear, so I thought why not?

Before long I had some regulars and they were offering to pay me to spank them too, a bit like and ambidextrous writer I found I enjoyed being dominant as well as submissive. Even though I am a bit of a BDSM mongrel, I was soon making money from this and I still shake my head and wonder about the day my spanking fetish turned into a money maker for me.

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I was at the time, just eighteen years old, and in my final year of high-school. It changed me for life. It was regular practice for the nurse from the National School Board to visit the school every six months. Just to make sure that us school kids were all healthy, and there were no epidemics of any sort, going around.

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The morning of her visit, we all had to strip down nearly naked and wait around for our turn to see her. We stood in the queue giggling nervously and waiting to be examined by her one on one. I was a pretty boy, curly blond hair, surfers tan and big blue eyes, more like a pretty girl really.

That morning was boring, and nerve wrecking, every time we got one boy closer to the door of the nurses office, our adrenaline kicked in and the endorphins rushed through out bodies

It looked like a normal nurses office, desk, two chairs, medicine cabinet and examination table But what caught my eye, was a cane in the corner which oozed discipline. This sent a message out to my bored brain.

What really caught my eye though, was the nurse. – A middle aged lady with huge tits: almost bursting out of her tight nurses uniform. Until this day, Ive been haunted by my visualization of them: exposed, hanging, totally available to touch, squeeze, and suck; naked. At that moment my cock was as hard as a drill-bit.

She was reading my medical record, but she looked up and glanced over the top of her spectacles. She knew Coming towards me, she put her hands into my shorts, under my underpants and squeezed, feeling what was there. Just making sure youre a boy, my pretty she whispered evilly. She was pissed off too, I could se e it in her eyes.

Telling me what a bad boy I am she ripped down my shorts and underwear, twisting them and restraining me by the ankles. She made me bend over the exam bed and whupped my ass good and solid, I loved every minute of it, and had to force myself not to cum all over her exam table. At age 18, tha t kind of restraint isnt easy

She continued her medical examination all the time with a rather severe frown upon her face. Again, just before she let me go, she eyed me suspiciously, and put her hand inside the front my underpants again, Just to make sure youre a boy. She very quietly whispered in my ear.

I have never been the same since, my taste for bondage was sparked

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Jason wasnt too pleased with himself right now. He had allowed himself to be caught staring at his students boobs. The student herself had caught him in the act. He was feeling uncomfortable about even looking at Denise right now. But he was a teacher and he had to meet them personally today because he had to give them their grades.

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The class was dismissed by the bell. The time had come to give the grades. Well, he better get on with it. He went into another room and asked the students to come over one by one. Deliberately, he kept Denise for the last. After some tepid moments, even that time came. He was staring at the last report card that he had to give out, that of Denise. To make matters worse, there was an ugly F on the card.

She came, bouncing her big boobs the same which he was staring. Forgetting everything that just happened, he again shot a glance in their direction. She saw the F on her card and almost immediately burst into tears. No, please, please, please pass me. Ill do anything for you, I promise, she cried, all the time heaving those breasts of hers.

I dont know Denise, Jason said eventually. You have failed. You cant pass now. The next words of Denise held him by surprise. But there must be something you have wanted to do but cannot. I can help you get that, she said, now almost suggestively bobbing her bust.

Jasons penis stirred inside his jeans. His mouth lost its wetness. She continued, So will you have these and pass me? Jason knew everyone else was doing it, so what the heck He told her shamelessly, Alright, I do need them that bad, but I want something special. What? she asked. Make me your man slave, he said. Denise laughed out loud.

It was now twelve hours to that. The cold was getting a bit too much. It was almost lashing at his naked body. The clamps on his nipples were feeling heavy as lead now. He was bent down, naked, with his arms through his legs and catching his ears. His cock has been erect for many hours now, tied with a rope to a hook on the floor. There was a dildo in his ass.

She was sitting right there, checking out his ass. He could see her upside down. She had put on a leather dominatrix dress which was open at the breasts. This was what Jason wanted but couldnt get them till his mistress ordered he could. The whip in her hand intimidated him. Every few minutes, she gave his back and ass a sound whipping.

After a while, she rose. She brought the whip. He got it again. However, this time the pain was intense. He shamefully pissed. She made him sleep in his own piss. She got naked as well. She sat directly on his face. She made him tongue her pussy.

She bent down and took his cock in her mouth. It was heaven. Her boobs fell flat on his chest. He came in her mouth. She quivered on his tongue.

Denise passed the exam. In fact, she doesnt worry about some of her forthcoming exams as well, because shes got her slave Jason bent over in her dungeon with a huge dildo buried deep in his ass, all tied up.

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Yes, she said in a commanding and mesmerizing tone. I sat down and asked her the usual questions. Her gaze was doing things to me and when she grabbed my thigh, I was so turned on. Surprised, but turned on.

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She answered my question and made no mention of what just happened. I asked her where she worked and her hand crept further up my thigh until it was near my penis. She looked at me and sucked her maraschino cherry. At the same time, she took my cock in her hands and stroked it up and down.

She asked me if I wanted to go to her place and I managed a nod. She played with my dick in the cab while I drowned my fingers in her wetness. There was a certain urgency with which she responded to my kisses.

We kissed all the way up the stairs and once we were in her apartment, she made me take off my clothes and close my eyes. She kissed my neck and very stealthily, tied a blindfold over my eyes. I was so caught up in the whole thing that I did not even notice her cuffing me to the bed until I heard the clang of the handcuffs.

Do you want me? she said. I said yes. Do you trust me? she said. I would have let her do anything to me. I felt a tingling feeling in anticipation of what was coming next.

She wrapped my hard dick with an ice cold washcloth, and I lost it. Then, when I had deflated, she put a metal ring around my penis. I wanted to protest, but she immediately shushed me by letting me suck her fingers. They were covered with her wetness and it tasted sweet.

I began to swell again until the metal ring was too small for my cock. I wanted the pain to stop when she sat on my dick and began riding it. It hurt, but it was still the most intense pleasure I had ever experienced.

I could feel myself coming to an orgasm. The only problem was that the cock ring wouldnt let me have one. Her screams and moans get louder and louder, and then she starts writhing around on my dick. She had her orgasm. That makes one of us.

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I am a secretary in a small firm. People mostly mind their own business here. No sweat! I have a few simple tasks to do here, including checking emails. I filter the unwanted ones and send the important ones to the boss id.

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Sometimes I feel I was leading a double life. There I was, looking all somber at my desk job in the daytime. And when the nights came I put on my second identity. My BDSM life. People in the know called me Lady Tyranna.

But that changed one day. It was a boring afternoon when there werent many emails to check. I decided to check my own personal emails. I have a computer of my own, so that was not a problem. I logged in to my Lady Tyranna id and checked what was new. Much was new. About 12 emails. One of them caught my eye The punishment is still on, Lady Tyranna. Cant wait for when you will come and untie me. Your obedient slave, Cole.

Good! I loved this slave. Barely 20 and very much yielding. I had tied his legs and torso to the computer chair this morning, without a stitch of clothing on his body. He would sit that way till I returned. I replied. Wait for your mistress, bitch. Lady T. And then I saw it. He my boss was looking over my shoulder at the screen.

It was a good 10 minutes after which he called me in. I was nervous, but not worried. What I was personally was none of his business.

It was casual talk, at least for a while. He gave me some work. I was readying to move out, when he said, I love it too. At first, I didnt understand. Then he rolled up his sleeves. I saw them. I saw his wrists. They had red marks on them. I instantly understood.

I am one of those few women whose bosses are their slaves. He calls me Lady T too. Right now, as I sit typing this, I am in his cabin, on his chair. He is sitting on the floor, naked, wrists tied to his ankles, back red from the recent flogging. He is watching fearfully at the big strap-on that I have kept on his desk, ready for him. It is punishment time for him.

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If you are thinking about making a beginning with a bondage sex lifestyle with your partner, then you must kn! ow about the world fully first. This is a highly exciting world to be in, but there are certain things to remember. Check out the Internet; you will find people raving about their bondage games. If you want the same kind of excitement in your life too, read this completely. And yes, remember that everything is worth trying out within limits at least once.

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Introduce the Concept with Care

If you are trying to ask your partner whether they would indulge in bondage sex with you, you have to do that very carefully. There is quite a lot of misapprehension about bondage sex and you might actually scare them if you are too abrupt.

When into your normal sexual sessions with them, you could introduce some innocuous elements of bondage sex to begin with. Tie them up with lace or stockings and see if they get more aroused. If they do, you might try pushing the bar a little further.

Choose what you Use

There are so many things pertaining to bondage sex out there and some of them are really dangerous! It is good to understand what these things can really do before you use them. Cock and ball torture equipment and nipple clamps may look sexy, but do you really want to use them on yourself?

Whatever you buy, let your partner know about it beforehand. The excitement is theirs too; don’t forget that. Read reviews of the devices on the Internet and see what users have to say about them.

Do not cross Lines!

Another thing to do before you begin is to determine how far you would go. Set limits for the activities you are trying out. You could establish some words or gestures that would indicate your partner to stop when things start getting too rough. Also, you must decide in advance who would be the dominant and who would be the submissive partner if you are trying some role-playing bondage sex.

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Devo was my favourite band during the disco era, their song "Whip It" opened up a whole new world for me. You see I was extremely promiscuous, even for a teenage male. I didn’t stay with the same girl for very long, the only girls that you could say that I went steady with were the ones who like rough sex.

If they complained when I gave them a love bite or fucked them too hard that would be the last time that I saw them, it was the same if they were too gentle on me. For some reason I liked a little pain with my pleasure.

When I first met her she played hard to get, but I got her, after getting her and getting to know her better she started to show her true colours. She was not the demure little thing that she seemed to be.

She also loves it when I bite her cunt lips and ass hole. She got her nipples and clit pierced so that I can pull on them, I was going to get my cock pierced but she wouldn’t allow it when the girl that does the piercing told her that we shouldn’t have sex for 5 weeks. But while we were in the shop she was reading some of the magazines and in the one that she was reading their was an article about BDSM.

This got her talking about whips and handcuffs. She wouldn’t let up, even talking about the whip when we were grocery shopping, so after the grocery shopping I stopped in at our local Love Shop and bought some leather cuffs and a whip called the Fantasy Teaser Rubber Whip. As soon as we got home she went to the bedroom and stripped.

She laid on our four poster bed and waited for me to come in. I didn’t even know she was there, I was putting away the groceries that we had bought. After about 30 minutes I was wondering where she was so walked through the house looking for her. There she was, as I said, waiting for me naked on the bed with the whip laying next to her.

Her legs were spread and I could see that her pussy was dripping. I picked the whip up and swung it, hitting the edge of the bed but not her. She made a disappointing groan. I moved her long black hair off of her back and swung again hitting my target as gently as I could.

For this reason I went out and bought the biggest dildo the Love Shop had. Now when she wants her cunt whipped I fuck her with the dildo while I slip my cock in her ass. This good Catholic girl is a real cum slut in the bedroom.

When it is my turn at the other end of the Fantasy Teaser Rubber Whip, it turns her on so much that she is like a madwoman. She sometimes draws blood and when this happens her cunt juices drip down her legs. I gladly give blood at the office for Red Cross, and at home for great sex.

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