Category — M/f Couples

D/s blogs by couples are rare. This one, written by Tea and Naranja is very, very beautiful.

Right now, because we are in a place where we are still “in talks,” he is asking nothing difficult of me, nothing edgy or unusual. He is being especially kind and gentle with me. His self-restraint is palpable between us. But still I want to squirm out of his reach, avoid his eyes, shut out his voice. I am fighting it, fighting him, fighting myself. Whatever it is he asks, I don’t want to do it. Except I do, very much.

I know he is pursuing me, tracking me… waiting. And I don’t like it. I’m not used to being the prey. I don’t know this part of him – this hunter. It used to be easy to hide from him, to shapeshift, to sidestep him – easy because he was content not to hunt… and because I had become too accustomed to being left un-hunted.

But he has changed. He has developed a hunter’s canny hunger, a tracker’s sense of motion in the dark. He is listening in a deeper way, slipping his knowing into my head… he is learning me. Everyday, he notices something new. Everyday, he finds the little somethings I’ve squirreled away.

I am running out of territory. He knows too much. I feel… vulnerable, yes. But more, I feel without defense, without hope of a last minute “out.” I feel, simply, at his mercy. And when I admit this to myself, I feel, acutely, the panic of imminent invasion, but also the promise of completion.

Tea and Oranges

Originally posted 2006-06-20 11:01:16.

Both Mr. C. and Contance write some fairly in depth posts. It was tough to chose an example. But I greatly like this one in which Mr. C. writes about the serious responsibility of being Head of Household:

I think that my record leading Constance through practical problems, and there have been many of them, has been a good one. My record of leading her through emotional problems has not been so good but I work hard at trying to understand what is going on and learning to deal with them more effectively. Here is a generalisation, something that any potential HoH needs to understand, you will never have to show greater commitment or ever work harder than when you take your girl under your protective wing, the rewards will never be greater either. Just remember, good and bad, thick or thin, you are the man and the responsibility rests with you, there is nowhere to pass the buck to.

My Dabble in the Middle End

Originally posted 2009-01-13 23:10:32.

A rare couple’s blog:

Sex with Sean and Mel. A blog following our journey into non-conventional forms of sex… Mostly dominant/submissive(S&M) play… all in the name of “FUN”!

S&M Blog

Originally posted 2006-05-22 05:19:38.

I’ve often wondered how many blogs are lost to their true potential audience by being buried on alt.com and bondage.com.

Our Ruinous Love is a good deal more than merely a weblog but that is the only part that matters here. Happily the authors tell us about themselves and their presentation of their story:

This blog started almost two years ago, on Alt.com. During our time there, we told you about our sex life, our deviant desires, our amazing love story, our failures and disappointments, and our good days too. I shared my music and poetry, and MY LOVE talked about new, exciting personal discoveries. We were both honest and humble, and I think those are just a couple of good reasons why we had so many “watchers” – so many fans. We also told you, in unabashed, vulgar detail about our sexual activities – some of which went to the extreme. Many of you liked what you read and eagerly came back for more. Some of you were probably shocked, even appalled by what you read, but you came back anyways. To see if we would top ourselves or go too far… to see if we were real… to see…

We must say: “Welcome Back” to all of you who were around during that time. You gave us confidence, constructive feedback, and a much-needed audience. What you will find here, now, is the same quality – the same honesty – of writing that you did before. Only now, we don’t have to worry about being CENSORED by Alt.com!

To those of you who are new: There is so much to read – so much ground to cover. I’ve tried to put some story-strings in categories, so that if you find yourself interested in reading about something specific, you can isolate those posts. Just check out the categories at the right. Our love story is intense, and certainly unique. There’s drama, there’s obsession, and there’s divorce. Both the SEX and Depravity categories will leave you sweaty and aroused, while the posts by MY LOVE: will leave you thinking. There’s plenty to read about my time working in Porn Shops, Rants about nothing in particular, and even some Funny Stuff. Pretty soon you’ll be able to read about the crazy life we lead as porn producers when we get to ORL inc. All of it is honest, and real, and we’re just getting started.

Our Ruinous Love Blog

Sadly the text and background colors have so little contrast that I find the pages almost unreadable myself. Nonetheless the site is highly recommended. The elasticity, richness and variety of kink and fetish or whatever words you want to use for atypical sexuality can never be over-stressed.

Originally posted 2008-08-05 13:24:37.

Slut writes about the importance of enforced chastity in her D/s relationship:

Orgasm denial is important to me for a few reasons. The first and foremost reason is that it is something Sir requires of me. It’s important to me to keep any commitment that I make to Sir. The rule that I am not allowed to cum without permission is especially important to me because it was the first one Sir gave to me. It holds a special meaning for me because even before we agreed to be seriously dating he had given me the rule that was standard for him to give in the beginning of a long term D/s relationship. That meant a lot to me then as it still does now.

My orgasm denial is the foundation on which everything else has been built. If I were to purposefully break that rule that would be an indication to me that I am unable to submit to Sir in the way that he requires. Being in denial is a persistent reminder of who maintains control in our relationship. It’s also a persistent reminder that I am his and that pleasure is his to give or withhold as he wishes. I really can’t imagine, nor would I want it to be any other way. I like that this is something I’ve only ever given to Sir. That it’s part of me that no one else has had.

Sir and Slut

Originally posted 2009-01-07 11:43:03.

Celebrated BDSM educator, Master Jim, talks about how things have been changing:

As I have recounted here before, my first discussions about M/s were with slave marsha. There was no one else to talk with. The few leather events that existed at the time at best might have one panel discussion on M/s. In fact, one of the first of these panels that I attended was made up entirely of members not currently in M/s relationships and at least two of the panel members stated they no longer had any interest in M/s!

Today, those of us who live as Masters and slaves have a growing community open to us. There are numerous events that focus on Mastery and slavery, and many of those that do not focus on it nevertheless offer a significant number of seminars on M/s topics. As a result, we now have gone far beyond “M/s 101″ and are discussing the deeper issues that surround living as a Master and a slave. As an example, at South Plains Leatherfest-International Master/slave Weekend 2006, I and slave marsha offered a seminar entitled “If You Meet the Master on the Road, Kill Him!” This was a new seminar that focused on the philosophical underpinnings of a M/s relationship — and even though we included some practical elements on structuring and maintaining a M/s relationship, it was much more theoretical than our usual offerings and I was not sure how the audience would respond to it. Much to my surprise, the seminar was well received.

So where does that leave us? As an M/s community are we now at a point where we should move M/s out of the dungeon and into the rarefied area of Aristotelian discourse? Where the only pain that is experienced is the headache we get from trying to understand each other’s discussions?

Edgeliving: Master Jim and slave marsha

Originally posted 2006-06-08 06:28:51.

Amazing what some Dom’s can do during lunch hour:

We parked at a nearby bank parking lot and I turned My full attention to pets clit. she was delirious with the number of orgasms crashing into her one after the other. pet is getting better at obeying Me when I tell her to keep her hands off of Mine when things begin to get too intense for her. In the past, she has attempted to wrestle My hands out of her pants to stop Me but not as of late. she understands that this is all for My ammusement and her pleasure. To stop Me is to refuse to accept the orgasms that I am here to deliver to her.

When she had taken about all of this that she could, her eyes were shut and she was just in “that place”. she whispered to Me, “Master, please hurt me.” I pinched her clit with all that I had and at the same time grabbed her hair and pulled it back sharply over the back of the seat. pet later told Me that she felt she was pulling her head away in an attempt to make it hurt even more. All she could do at that moment was whimper which I absolutely love to hear. I released her clit and began pulling and twisting her nipples. Then, I leaned over and sucked hard on one and bit it till she screamed. I sat up and slapped pet a few times…okay, maybe more than a few times. Somewhere in it all, she left Me…just drifted away into that place that she goes to be really quiet despite anything I might do to her. I used to ask her questions when she was in this place but she recently told Me that trying to talk at those moments was a struggle and was very confusing. Therefore, I simply held her and kissed her while she floated around. At some point she got a confused look on her face and whispered, “Master…?” “Yes, My pet.” “Where are you Master? I can’t find you…” I pulled her close to Me, held her head on My shoulder and put My lips to her ear. “Master is right here, pet. I am holding you and will not let you go. Can you feel My arms around you pet? Can you feel your Master holding you and keeping you safe? Do you know that you are Mine and that I will never let you go, pet? Do you know that I am your Master?”

The sound pet made could only be described as cooing. She pulled Me close and stayed quiet for a few minutes more before opening her eyes and trying to adjust to being once again only in a car parked in a bank parking lot. There was one things more she brought back from that place…the most contented smile I believe I have ever seen on pets face.

My Pet’s Master

Originally posted 2006-08-31 13:26:07.