Fifty Pieces

Twenty-five red twenty-five blue at the beginning of the game fifty total lay on the board, strewn about now. The game is over as Jen stood looking in disbelief. The battle of the minds for who would be victorious over the others body for the day. The little shudder of anticipation and excitement that ran along her spine also ran to her pussy as she felt the wetness start.


“Do you remember your safeword?”

She shook her head yes. Jack grabbed a hand full of hair and pulled her head hack as he roughly pushed her against the wall.

“What is it you coy little bitch? Say it!” he growled

From damp to an instant flood. The sharp jerk and forceful way he tossed her around. Jen’s knees felt weak as his hot breath was in her face and his words forcing her to fight an involuntary orgasm.

“Popcorn” suddenly her knees buckled as the wave hit her. She knew he could make her cum at command but now he made her cum saying her safeword. Her head spun as he gave his wicked laugh.

“Spectacular, I have you under my full control.” Jack said with his signature sinister smile “Now let the real game begin.”

He didn’t let his words sink in to mess with her head like normal. The new blade he got just for this scene hooked into the back on her shirt, with a pull it split the back open. Jen gasped as the material fell loose then her shorts were quickly treated the same. She was left standing in just her undergarments.

“I know those matching piece are a bit pricy, so I will give you the chance to take them off before I do it for you.”

He started counting down from ten. Jen took a moment to recover but stripped quickly, no way was she losing her newest set if she could save them. As she slid off her panties, her precarious situation made it easy for the rope to be wrapped around her. Jack subdued her quickly as she was easily hogtied. Her not so gentle landing on the floor made her gasp as now she was helpless and a bit concerned. This was one of his impromptu scenes and she had no idea what to expect except he was going to do whatever was in his devious brain. Lashing her around the arms he was setting her up for the most thrilling and terrifying moment of her life.

Checking the ropes and making sure each line was tight he was ready finally. The sound of some kind of motor behind Jen made her shudder. This was totally new, she had seen him watching the fucking machine videos. Suddenly she had visions of her body spread out immobilized as the machine abused her wet pussy. She shuddered again in excitement, her juices now leaking out and over the freshly waxed lips.

The click of some metal piece hooking into place sent another shudder then the motor sound again. Suddenly Jen felt the ropes tighten as Jack checked to make sure each was secured. Her body now lifted off the ground just a few inches at first testing the rigging. A few minutes later she was swung around toward the banister her breath coming in ragged gasps as she was lifted over the edge and hanging above the floor downstairs. Slowly lowered down Jen she was at the edge of panic and excitement. Stopping her just a few feet off the ground she whimpered as Jack walked down the steps.

“So like how I rigged the place?”

Her mind was already spinning as he gave her a little push. Intelligible mutters as she swung back and forth for a minute. Jack stripped his pants as she watched wide eyed taking the blade he cut the rope the rigger had shown him. Jen fell a few inches into the final position the rope spreading her legs wide as he got into position. It didn’t take long before she was moaning and crying out in bliss.

Before Jack unloaded in her the timer went off, he lowered her to the floor to finish with her. Untying the ropes such beautiful marks had bitten into her flesh. He took her right there on the floor.

The rest of the evening we spent playing other games but it all started with those fifty pieces. It was a win for both of them.

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Why I do what I do

Recently I read a very curious article that I did a double take on. It was a good read for sure but it showed something interesting I honestly can say I haven’t seen a lot of writes on. That is why is a Top/Dom what they are and what they get out of playing, or why do they do it at all. Two weeks of thinking and wanting to express my view on this and it all really comes down to I top because I enjoy it.  I am sure there are several differing answers and I can speak only for myself so here are my greatest loves in the kink world and why I do what I do

  • Blade play: This is my number one kink even with me making paddles and writing about spanking but for me nothing holds a candle to the feel of anticipation of flesh with a blade against it. It really matters little if it is razor sharp or butter knife dull, it is what it represents, having someone trust me enough to literally put their life into my hands. That gasp the person makes when the cold steel touches their skin is intoxicating. I have left more than a few beauty marks over the years, if push came to shove and I had to only choose one implement to play with it would be my blade.
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  • Breath play: Nothing takes my breath away like doing breath play. I am very careful with this one, if things go wrong there is no reset button. I do however get great enjoyment from using whatever form I desire to use to take my partners breath away, then watch their face as the air returns to their lungs and they come alive, often in a powerful orgasm. I would rather see the face of a partner I am playing with while doing this but with Alice it is a bit different, I know her well enough to know her body language and limits. I know for a fact how long I can hold her like that safely and I don’t push it a few more seconds just to see if it works better for her.
  • Consensual – Nonconsensual play: yeah I know there are several different stands on this one. Short version of this is I got into this kind of play early on. A girl friend of mine before college was all for me taking what I wanted. In her words being a man and not accepting her saying no. At no point did I truly force her into sex, she would tell me if I really wanted it I would fight for it and take what I wanted. I have revisited that kind of play with several willing partners in my years and truth be told I think sex wise I orgasm the hardest during those sessions.
  • Spanking: Ok you all can breathe a sigh of relief now. I do enjoy a nice ass presented and savor the sweet sound of flesh yielding to some wicked device of choice or a bare hand. Paddles tend to get the spotlight here but I am no stranger to floggers, belts, canes or crops as well as other weapons of ass destruction. Those beautiful red angry marks left on pale skin that in a few days will yield a beautiful rainbow of colors as a reminder of a fun play time make me smile and feel as warm on the inside as the ass did when they were applied.
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  • Rope play: What can be more seductive and a sign of trust and surrender than having a partner allow you to tie them to a bed, door frame or various other immoveable objects. I will readily admit I have been on both ends of this one, once being a sub of a beautiful Dom when I was in college who loved to tie me up. It is a trust thing, after all I doubt any of us would willingly allow a stranger with unknown intention tie us up so we didn’t have a chance to fight or run. There are many different type of rope play out there, from the decorative (that I am not very good at doing) to the more hands on restraining a partner. My view (and I know some disagree with me on this) if it works for you and your situation then go with it as long as you keep a pair of safety scissors on hand just in case.

Ok by now you have figured one of the major aspects of me and my play style. With a partner I know well I am a RACK (Risk Aware Consensual Kink) but I have to know them intimately and have played many times before. If I am with someone new it will be full SSC (Safe Sane and Consensual). So why do I do it? Simple I enjoy it. In my own way I get great pleasure from pushing the boundaries and exploring the edges of life. This really applies to many parts of who I am, so why should it be different in my sexuality? It is also a feeling I get inside when I have someone who completely trusts me, knowing they are willing to allow me to put them into a situation they will enjoy and yet know it could go horribly wrong if someone with other than honorable means was doing it.

I don’t take my position as a Top (I prefer to be called a sadist for that is what I am) lightly. I know that the same trust that a partner puts in me can be broken if I do something that is past our boundaries that we have together, through much discussion, set in place. It is also most likely why I play with so few people. Truth be told over the last 4 years I have not played with any other sub/bottoms other than my sub. Partially it is me not getting out to look and partially because my own kinky desires are not all too readily accepted in many circles that I know of. I have played with my sub with other Top and still will, and she is more than willing to allow me to play with others too.