Category Archives: Extra playpartners

All posts about our sexual adventures with other people.

Connecting with a couple

By sheer coincidence I came in contact with a couple on Fetlife.

Both are relatively newbies when it comes to BDSM. Johnny and June are eager to learn. Their dynamic is Top/bottom. Johnny enjoys rope play and June loves being a lust slave. There is more about them of course but the contact we have is still young.

I’m in contact with Johnny and he informs June and I inform Princess.

Playing with a couple was Princesses’ original proposal when we started talking about including other people in our scenes. At that time I did not find that a good idea. Including a man was plan B.

Finding that man and organizing a play scene was relatively easy and straightforward. Princess and I enjoyed playing with The Stranger, a submissive, and The Stranger 2, a switch in a dominant role, very much.

Organising a scene with a couple is a whole different ballgame. It wouldn’t if it was such sex like in swinging.

But this is BDSM and finding stuff we all enjoy. It makes it much more a challenge. I like that.
What’s the idea?

I would set up a scene with June while Johnny watches. For Johnny it is about pleasuring June with a good act and observing and learning.

So far so good.

But what about Princess?
She and June are straight.

Princess suggested she could help me like dropping wax over June on my command. That too was a no go for June. She does not like to be dominated by a woman.

Johnny hinted he, June and Princess could write assignments on pieces of paper and Princess would draw them. She did not like the idea as she wants to play a submissive role. So choosing assignments for me does not feel right for Princess.

Princess suggested I would play with them both. That could be a workable path but I haven’t a clue yet about a titillating scenario.

Princess also wants to know what I’ll be doing in my scene with June. Princess is horrified with the idea I would repeat our scenes with June.

I explained Princess it would be different because June’s desires are different too, her buttons different. But at the moment I am unaware of them. So I can’t say in what direction I want to go yet.
Furthermore we need to meet first, the four of us. Talk, have a few drinks and see if there is a mutual click.

I know Princess has an open mind about all this. Yet there are a few issues.
I would like to compare it with a person dreaming about doing a base-jump. When you are standing, there, all secured, jumping might look completely different from what you’ve imagined.

November 2016. Princess watched me tying The Stranger during our first play evening. After he left Princess told me she had experienced envy, maybe even jealousy. It was about the tying which she found was our private experience. Feeling like that had surprised her.

I believe there to be another issue and it is something I can completely understand.
Princess is my sub and I am her Dom. Playing with June might feel like cheating even if Princess is present.

Johnny and I have still a few things to tackle. The most important is how to include Princess actively in the scene without this being threat to June but very pleasurable for Princess. Then there is his role during and after the scene.

How about sex? For June and Johnny this is a yes. I would happily tag along too but I’m not sure about Princess.

The most important hurdle is Princess accepting me playing with another sub. With accepting I mean the emotional impact. True, I’m having some issues myself with the idea.

The last thing I want to do is to bring our relationship in danger.

Johnny and I continue discussing the event. A few days ago we phoned. We agreed to keep it short but ended talking for about an hour.
That is a good thing.

I like the way he thinks, his respect, his input. I’m looking forward meeting him. And June of course.

Princess, June, Johnny and I will meet on a Saturday evening in a BDSM club for drinks. If all goes well we can enjoy a kinky evening without excluding some basic mutual activity. If it goes no further, than I hope we still have a new friendship to harbour.

If for some reason there is no common ground or worse, we are all grown-ups and we’ll be playing separately and enjoy a great evening too.

This is an interesting and challenging road. I like doing this.
Connecting with kindred spirits and setting up hot play scenario’s as I did with The Stranger and The Stranger 2.

I believe this could be a fun experience and I’m sure we’ll be all learning something.

The Suffering of Princess
Model: Lena Rogerdottir / Setup & image: Me

Future plans

Next year is almost there.

We’ll have to get past the Christmas season first. The dying breath of 2017 brings the inevitable news shows with their annual looking back programs.
Then countdown.
Kisses, champagne, cheers, wishes, and fireworks.

Me?
I’ll be glad when everything will be back to normal.

2017.
We had a fascinating and very sexy year, Princess and I. We matured, we evolved and discovered new pleasures.

Princess and I grew closer and our love intensified and deepened even more.

I helped Princess deepen and liberate her sexuality by unlocking a hidden door buried deep in her most secret fantasies.
Princesses’ birthday was marked by her very first threesome with The Stranger and me. It was an incredible, hot, and very positive experience.

Later I introduced The Stranger 2 and after an intense BDSM scene I let him use Princess while I watched and gave her assignments.
That too was a very intense experience for the both of us. I’m pretty sure Sid, The Stranger 2, did too.

Recently I took Princess to a swingers club. In a D/s play between us both I offered her.
Two men enjoyed Princess.
For Princess and I it was an insane and very enjoyable evening. Back home Princess confessed she had enjoyed the evening even more than she could have ever imagined.

Maybe next year we’ll be closing a circle too. It started a few years ago when we started imagining having an extra play partner. Princess thought it would be safe to experiment with a couple. I understood why but I thought it would be cumbersome. I had other plans, other desires, other ideas. At that time though I wasn’t ready yet to tell her I wanted her to have sex with another man.

2,5 years ago, a couple, friends of us, proposed a woman/woman scene. Princess and I talked about it for a while. Princess isn’t even remotely bi-curious but kept an open mind. The more we discussed it the lesser I liked the idea.

Finally I told her about my preference, an extra man.
Princess liked the idea but wanted to try the woman/woman thing. A few days before the event the inviting couple had to cancel due to an accident. It was postponed but finally it never happened.

But the idea of The Stranger was conceived. It took me about a year of mind play before I was sure Princess would love it.

The swingers club we visited is for active couples because they invite a number of single men too. That’s why I took Princess there.

Princess told me I was free, and here I am paraphrasing a well-known President, to grab some pussy too.
Thank you, Princess, but I am not interested.

I’d prefer playing with a second slave or sub and because Princess isn’t into women.
To counter that I’m using Princesses’ original idea.
A couple.

Since a few weeks I am in contact with a couple. They seem interesting and compatible with us. We haven’t met yet though.

Princess and I have been discussing the possibilities but it is not without issues for Princess.

I’ll deepen all this out in a future post.

Three little knots…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes shit happens

Saturday, December 9.
For this evening I had planned a play evening with Princess at The Stranger’s place. He and I had exchanged ideas by mail.

The scenario I had created was scorching hot. Princess would be dominated and used. Spanking, rope, cock sucking, crawling, begging, fucking and finally a threesome. The works.

This morning I packed my bag with a few floggers, the fuck stick, a few vibrators, some rope and rubbers. Of course I did not forget Princesses’ red kneeling cushion, collar, and leash.

Then I texted The Stranger asking if 21:00 would be okay. In fact I hadn’t heard from him since Monday when I mailed him instructions. He had answered me he hardly could wait.

Half an hour later The Stranger texted me back. He could not receive us because past night he suddenly had become ill. He told me he was very sorry but we could meet on another weekend.

It would have been our fifth play evening.
Sure, shit does happen.
Yet I was almost certain this would happen. It was not the first time he cancelled a play evening on a last-minute notice.

I needed to reschedule and texted Princess a few options. 
We both felt very unhappy as we were really looking forward for some hot action.

This evening I am taking Princess to a sauna we visit quite often.
Yet I would have loved going to a swingers club. For some reason though I did not put in my list of proposals for Princess.
I don’t know why and now I’m kind of regretting it.

Ah well, sauna is great too.

Escalator

Thoughts on next Saturday, December 9

It has been a long day. A day of cleaning and making sure his place is shining and neat. It takes his thoughts away from what is about to happen. Hell, he would be masturbating all day by the mere idea.

He hasn’t though. Now he is hot as hell and his throbbing cock painfully hard. Deep in his balls the jizz feels like scorching hot magma. His cock is in desperate need to erupt.

Finally it is evening. Almost nine o’clock.
The doorbell rings.
The Stranger smiles. Franco is a man of many qualities. Being spot in time is one of them.

He opens the door.
Franco extends a greeting hand.
Their shake is firm and warm.
“Please do come in.”

Franco enters. Princess follows him. Franco has her on a leash. She keeps a submissive posture, eyes down. Doesn’t say a word.

Inside Franco takes off her coat. Princess is wearing cuffs on her ankles and wrists. High heels, black stay-ups, a dark green skirt with an edge of black lace. A white blouse with buttons all the way down.

No bra The Stranger notices. Her nipples are hard and very visible through the thin fabric.

With a short yank of the leash Franco directs Princess to the sofa.
“Drop your cushion here,” he says.
He sits down and positions the red pillow.
“Kneel.”
“Yes Master,” she says. Since some time now Princess has expressed her wish to be not only his submissive but also his slave.

Princess complies. Her behind on her heels, hands on her knees. It is a position she can hold for quite some time.
Princess rests her cheek on Franco’s thigh. It is so cozy. It makes her feel safe.

Princess is so very happy. Over the years her Master has opened a whole new world for her. BDSM and sex is a huge candy store in which she enjoys tasting everything. A world where is as free as a butterfly.

She feels his soothing hand on her head, caressing her with deep love and care.

A year ago, after delving deep in her most secret fantasies, her Master had unearthed another box.

All her adult life Princess had been aware of its existence. She had stored that box in an almost unreachable place. It was her Pandora’s box and it held unlimited sexual freedom. Nobody had found it because she would not let it.
Until a year or so ago.

Deep down she knew her Master would be the worthy finder and owner of this treasure. Princess knew he would lead and protect her with respect and love.

So she let her Master find it. Unearth it and open it.

And as Princess had hoped with some fear, he had unleashed her sexuality. He had helped her discover and explore that new-found freedom. It was an arousing sexual freedom and it liberated the slut in her.

It had taken time though. Princess always had known being used made her very hot and did things to her body and mind she could hardly explain. Obviously she had to overcome a part of her upbringing that stood in the way.

Her Master had been patient and respectful. Her Master had guided her, letting her take one step at the time.

Little over a year ago Princess had experienced the joy of sex for pleasure and lust with another man.

Her Master had introduced The Stranger. She had sucked his cock and he had fucked her while her Master watched and then participated.

Princess had seen the pleasure and lust in her Master’s eyes while he read the same in hers.

After that he made her discover the pleasures of a threesome. Being fucked while sucking dick had been a maddening experience.

After that he had introduced yet another man, The Stranger 2. He too had fucked and used her hard while her Master gave directions and simply enjoyed watching.

Then her Master had taken her to a swingers club. Princess discovered a new kind of candy store. That evening he let two men, not together though, fuck her and she almost lost her mind. It was a mind-blowing experience.
It had brought them closer than ever and their trust became absolutely unbreakable.

Princess closes her eyes and enjoys the warmth of her Master’s thigh on her cheek.

“Drinks?” The Stranger asks.
The evening is about to start. Princess knows her Master and The Stranger will use her as the slut she is. She will do her very best to please them both and obey every order her Master gives.

The thought makes her wet already.
She can hardly wait.

 

 

 

 

First Swingers Club Visit – Post scriptum

Yesterday it dawned on me I had forgotten a detail in my account of the swingers club visit.

An important detail as a matter of fact. We haven’t turned into swingers overnight. Princess and I are still hard-core BDSM lovers.

Back home from the club I made love to Princess. It was very intense, caring and loving but also hard and rough. The way Princess and I like it.

We had to take 5. We needed to catch our breath.
Princess and I kissed, our hearts pounding as mad.

“Aren’t you forgetting something, Milord?” Princess sighed.
I hadn’t a clue and told her so.
“Maybe you should punish me. Haven’t I been a very bad girl?” she smiled.

This one of the many reasons why I am so much in love with Princess. She has it all. Princess is pure and perfect.

I knew what Princess wanted. I got out of bed and grabbed my cane.
“Turn around, on your belly,” I growled.
I started with some teasing and a few gentle blows.

“You have been a very bad and dirty girl, fucking around like that,” I told her, increasing the impact of the blows. I made sure I hit her on the same spot over and over. Then I moved half an inch and started again.

Soon Princesses’ delicious behind was deep red. She looked at me with a deep smile, eyes half open. For the zillionth time this evening Princess was enjoying deep sub-space.

I called it a night and covered Princesses’ naked body. Gently I kissed her neck and shoulder blades.

Princess moaned and was asleep before I killed the lights.

 

First Swingers Club Visit – Thoughts

Our first visit to a swingers club left Princess and I with a jumble of sensations and stimuli.
I needed a few days to separate all my impressions and put them in order.
So did Princess.

Princess told me she enjoyed herself so much it had staggered her.
It came as no surprise to me.

The many mind-fucks, finally leading to The Stranger(s) and the threesomes, revealed Princesses’ dark fantasies about being used.
With a few threesomes at our place, a safe and controllable environment, I gave Princesses’ desires a manageable shape.
I discovered that watching Princess having sex with another man is a hot and mind blowing experience. Simply organizing such an event makes me very horny already.

Furthermore it brings us even closer and deepens in some crazy way the intense connection we already have. I don’t feel jealous or threatened.
Seeing how Princess enjoys being fucked and used convinced me to explore this more in-depth.

Princess told me she was feeling so sexy, desired, and horny she could have fucked the whole club that evening.
Wow.

The first man that evening alternated licking and fucking. I remember him asking at a certain point what she wanted most: licking or more fucking.
“More fucking,” she whispered barely audible.
While he started thrusting again, Princess found my eyes.
“I love you, Milord,” she sighed smiling, and sank her teeth deep in my shoulder.
Wow.

She floated in what seemed like a continuous state of sub-space.

Princess told me she had been looking forward visiting a swingers club for some time. She added the experience had been overwhelming. It had astonished her how much she had enjoyed it. How she had learned something unexpected about herself.
Princess added she wanted to repeat the experience.

For me visiting a swingers club had been on my wish list for a few decades.

Sharing this with Princess was an honor.
The experience exceeded my fantasy. I enjoyed every bit of it.

Presenting Princess to another man as a fuck toy made me so horny it drove me almost crazy. The power of being able to do that gave me indescribable pleasure.
Watching Princess being fucked maddening.
I felt self-confident.
Turning Princess into a fuck slut, an ongoing process, extremely satisfying.
Seeing how men reacted to Princess, with distinct lust, made me very proud of the love of my life.

Princess and I felt like ducks to water.

On the negative side I found the dim light took some of my visual pleasures away.

On our way back home the longing to make love to Princess was painfully unbearable. The thought of making love to Princess, with the smell and taste of sex all over her, maddening to an extent my brain felt like exploding.

This adventure brought us closer than anybody can be. The level of trust between us even more absolute. I don’t think one can do something like that and not trust each other.

My love for Princess has deepened even more. Our bond now exceedingly unbreakable.

It was a totally positive experience for the both of us and it left us hungry for more.

First Swingers Club Visit – Part 2

There we were, Princess and I, lying next to each other in a dark alcove. Princess was sighing and moaning while a man was licking her.
Princess grabbed my hand. In the dim light I could see her looking at me. She squeezed my hand, arched her back and came mumbling thank you.
“Oh…” and came again.
And again.
On the way back home she told me this guy was fingering her ass while licking her. A maddening experience she added. Duly noted my dear. 
“Can I fuck your girlfriend?” he asked.
“Sure,” I told him, “be my guest.”
He grabbed a condom and swiftly penetrated Princess.
The man fucked her hard. Very hard.
At the sound of it he seemed to have a very good time.
“Ain’t she a great fuck? ” I asked.
“Oh yes,” he growled, “oh god, her pussy is so tight. You are a lucky son of a bitch, having such a delicious girlfriend.”
My question had encouraged him even more. He was pounding Princess harder and harder.
Princess screamed and sighed while trying to kiss me.
 
After a short while he pulled out and started licking again. It made Princess come and then some more.
Fucking.
Licking & fingering ass.
The man went on and on, insatiable it seemed.
 
Then he pulled out again.
“What do you want,” he asked, “being licked or fucked?”
“Fuck me,” Princess whispered.
Her words made me rock-hard with desire.
 
The man went on. Alternating the fucking with licking and fingering her ass.
His breathing intensified.
He started moving slower.
Then he pushed his pelvis forward, penetrating Princess as deep as possible.

I kissed Princess while he came.

 

Then it was over.
He thanked us, got rid of his condom and disappeared. Throughout the evening though he was always in our immediate surroundings. Winking, giving a thumb up, smiling. He even held Princesses’  hand unsolicited while she was having sex with another man. I had to chase him away.
 

Back at the bar we ordered new drinks. Went to the small movie theater. On the silver screen a happy looking rastaman was fucking a big breasted woman. She had a lot of dark pubic hair and we both found it rather erotic.

 

Single men were running around, hard cocks in their hands, masturbating.
Some glory holes had penises sticking out of them. Nobody cared. Princess told me if one of these nameless cocks had a condom around it she would have sucked it.
That’s my girl.
 
Back at the bar we enjoyed observing the dance floor.
hen I noticed him.
A middle-aged man sitting at the bar. He looked okay albeit somewhat nerdy.
“I promised I’d pick a guy for you to fuck, ” I told Princess.
“Yes, you did and a promise is a promise, ” she smiled.

“Come,” I said and we moved to the other side of the bar, next to where the guy was sitting.
I ordered two cokes.
I started kissing Princess, turning her back towards him while I moved my hand to her buttocks.

Then, in one swift movement I turned Princess and myself around. She was now facing the guy and I was standing behind her.
“Isn’t she a doll?” I asked to the guy.

“Oh yes,” he stuttered, completely taken off guard.

 

“Touch her, feel how soft and warm her ass is,” I encouraged him, turning Princess around once again.
Hesitantly he put his hand on her hip and then moved to her ass.
“Take it slow now,” I smiled, “enjoy, don’t be greedy.”
Princess started kissing me while the man’s hands explored her buttocks.
I turned her around again so she was facing the man.

We chitchatted and he told us it was his first time. He divorced after 20 or so years. Blah blah blah…
 
I lowered a cup from her bra and he bent forward, licking her nipple.
Princesses tongue danced around mine. I was having a ball, playing with this man’s desires.
From the corner of my eye I noticed how Princesses’ hand found its way in the man’s boxer. She pulled out his dick and started playing with it.
Soon he had his hand in her pantie. He was making the right moves as Princess held me tighter and closer.
 
I noticed how we had the full attention of another couple. I guess for a first time Princess and I were doing very well.
For a moment I hoped this couple would in some way connect with us later on as I fancied the woman. That did not happen though.
 
The man was now completely swept away with what was happening.
 
Then I covered Princesses’ breast.
He looked at me, astonished. Princess still had his cock in a firm grip, moving her fist up and down in a very slow, teasing pace.
Before he could say something I asked him if he enjoyed eating pussy.
He said yes, stumbling over his words, the poor man.
I turned to Princess.
“It is your lucky evening,” I smiled.
I grabbed her hair and told the man to follow us.
Most of the private booths were already taken. One had two beds and there was an unoccupied mattress. .
 
I pushed Princess down on the bed and removed her string. I spread her legs and told the man to make her cum at least two times. I promised he could fuck her after accomplishing the task.
 
I held Princess in my arms and she played with my cock while the guy did his very best.
Then Princess came.
And then a second time.

It was not as intense as with the ass-fingering guy but it were good ones she told me afterwards.

 

He looked at me.
“Grab a rubber”, I told him.
Soon he was fucking the love of my life.
Princess and I close, eyes locked in each other.
I felt every stroke.
 
Then he came.
Thanked us.
Left.
I started fingering Princess.
Then guy number one appeared out of nowhere. Dropped his boxer hoping Princess would suck him.
“Go away,” I said.
“Okay. Sorry.”
 
Another guy was caressing Princesses leg. He looked okay.
For a moment I hesitated.
I almost told him to grab a rubber and fuck Princess.
But it had been enough for a first visit.
I wanted to make sure Princess was okay.
 

It was almost midnight. There was the loud music. The disco ball. People having fun.

 

“Let’s go home, ” I told Princess. “I am longing for you. I want to make love to you. I want to make you mine again.”

 

“I want to be yours only, ” Princess whispered.

“Back home you’ll get in bed immediately,” I growled. “No showering, understand? I want to make love with while I taste and smell the other men on you. You hear me?”
Princess shivered and grabbed my hand. Kissed me for what seemed like eons. 
It was the  perfect answer.
To be continued
Illustration via Wikimedia Commons
 
 

First Swingers Club Visit – Part 1

I picked Princess up at 7 pm. She looked gorgeous in her red coat. A broad and happy smile.
Princess is a natural beauty. She does not need make-up. Yet she had used some in a very discrete way. It made Princess even more beautiful and radiant.
 
Earlier that day I had texted Princess telling her what I wanted her to wear. Also, if she had the time, polishing her nails red would be great. I added the goal was for her to feel very sexy and desirable.
 
I hadn’t told Princess where I was talking her but later that evening she told me she had a hunch. Adding that she had hoped it would be, finally, the swingers club.
 
When I first met Princess, over 6 years ago, I sensed she was a submissive, impatient to be born.
I had and have the incredible honor to introduce and guide Princess in the world of BDSM.
 
Later, preparing The Stranger fantasy, I became quite sure Princess was open for far more.
Princess liked the idea of visiting a swingers club but only in some kind of D/s dynamic. Like me choosing a guy for her and so on. She did not like the idea of going for sex only.
Yet deep down I was sure Princess would enjoy just that: being used, the sex.
 
We arrived at the club at little past 9.
On the parking lot quite some Dutch license plates. The Netherlands are only a few miles away.
 
We entered the club.
Entry fee was 40 Euro for the both of us.
Drinks included.
The guy asked if we were first time visitors.
He gave me a key for our locker and a short explanation.
Also he told us to warn him if we encountered a pushy man. Such behavior was not tolerated at the club.
 
This I found on the website of the club :
This is not a couples only club. Couples are supposed to mingle with the single men. The club would make sure single men did not overcrowd. Couples whom have a problem with that are better of in other, couple only, clubs.
Couples where the man is more active than the wife are not welcome.
The club’s niche is threesomes and group sex.
 
That’s why I chose this club.
Princess and I got ready.
I was wearing only a black boxer-shirt.
“It seems to me the tables have turned,” Princess chuckled.
I smiled.
In BDSM clubs Princess is the one being naked most of the time.
Now I was almost naked while Princess was wearing sexy lingerie.
 
At the bar we ordered wine. There was a pole, a disco ball and seventies & eighties music. Lots of people of all ages except for very young people.
 
We walked around the place.
There was a small cinema with a few chairs and a huge bed in front, under the silk screen.

They projected old porn flicks. Hairy cocks and pussies and natural looking women. Blacks with huge cocks.

 

I closed my eyes.
For a moment I imagined Princess there, on the bed, with a few men and me.  A gang bang maybe.
People watching.
Men jacking off.
Princess wet and horny, moaning, panting and being fucked and fucked and then some more.
Oh boy.

We continued our visit of the place.
Glory holes, a jacuzzi, showers, small rooms and bigger rooms. Cupboards with towels and like a zillion condoms.
Not that much light.
Cozy.
 
I felt good and comfy and so did Princess. For me this was a very old fantasy/dream finally coming true.
 
Back at the bar a man came to us.
He grabbed her hand.”I like you,” he told Princess, “you look gorgeous. Can I touch you? If you and your friend are okay with that of course.”
Princess looked at me.
I nodded yes.
Before entering the club I had told Princess I wanted her to have a ball. To enjoy the evening. Go with the flow and simply be herself.
I had no restrictions whatsoever except for our few rules.
No kissing.
Sucking and fucking with a rubber.
We stay together. No solo activities.

Princess  was free to have no sex or fuck every living soul in the club and anything in between.
 
I pulled down a cup of her bra and told the guy to enjoy himself.
Soon Princess was kissing me with fierce intensity. Her tongue flicking in and out my mouth with deep desire and sexual hunger.
This was a different Princess. An assertive woman in total balance with her sexuality, ready to enjoy the total freedom I had given her.
The man was playing with her breast while fingering her.
I noticed Princess had pulled out his cock and was jerking him off.
Way to go, I thought and I smiled. I felt proud of my Princess. It was clear she was self-confident and having fun.
 
Princess almost went trough her knees when she came.
I looked at the guy.
“You like eating pussy?” I asked.
“Oh yes, you have such a gorgeous woman,” he sighed.
 
I grabbed Princesses’ hair and said “come with me.”
 
In one of the corridors I pushed her up a few stairs. There was a small alcove.
“Lay down and enjoy,” I told her pulling down her panties.
I held Princess in my arms. I noticed how she spontaneously spread her legs in a welcoming gesture.
Hungry the man went down on her.
“Ohhhhh…. ” Princess moaned, pressing her mouth against my shoulder. Soon I felt her teeth sink in my flesh while she was swept away on a roller-coaster of orgasms.Our first evening ever in a swingers club had taken a flying start.
 
To be continued
 
 
 
 
 

A first one again

Saturday, November 11, 2017

Day 10 of not having central heating. Every day it is a little more colder in my apartment. There are worse things in life though. I could be living in a cardboard box under a bridge. Live on the streets.

Princess and I have moved to more intimate playing. I start with a tight binding. Princess is naked before we start or I pull away fabric when she is tied up.
Then I give Princess pain on different levels. I do use a cane quite a lot lately. I mix it with clothespins, candle wax, and scratching like with forks.
Sometimes I alternate with more pleasurable stimuli.
Most of the time I don’t.

It is about pushing Princesses’ boundaries. She enjoys the soothing and warm bubble that deep subspace can be.

It is too chilly in the living-room to play comfortably. The bedroom to small.

So this evening Princess and I are going out.

Princess lets me organize evenings. She likes me to guide and surprise her.

There is a workshop at our favorite BDSM club, PDN. It is about working with leather and rubber. Interesting, I am sure, but not for us. I want to take Princess to something new and, if possible, completely different.

We have been talking about visiting another BDSM club nearby. We’ll be checking out that place soon.

Not tonight though.

Princess and I have been talking for ages about visiting a swingers club.

Princess has some very distinct fantasies. Me picking a random guy for her for example.
I share her fantasies.

I love watching Princess having sex with another man.
It drives me wild. In a swingers club she can have even sex with a few men.
Princess knows I’d love to turn her into a hot fuckslut and she likes the idea, I’m sure.

The thing that has been holding me back is the fact that I have no desire having sex with a woman other than Princess.

Princess is sure that I’ll think different when we are there. She also told me she has no problem me fucking another woman.

There is a moment though when one has talked enough. When it is time to take real action. When the tough get going.

This evening, Saturday, November 11, I am taking Princess to a swingers club. It will be my first one and for us, as a couple, a first one also.

In an ideal world we’d love to combine BDSM and swinging. The club we are visiting this evening has a monthly event doing just that. But that’s on a Friday evening and thus not that easy to organize for us.

I am sure Princess and I are going to enjoy our very first evening in a swingers club.
I am looking forward to it.
So does Princess.

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So many possibilities…

An evening in a Sushi restaurant, some two years ago.
Princess and I are enjoying diner.
At a table next to ours two guys, in their thirties.
For some reason we connect.
 
We have fun, talk, laugh. Princess and I and the two guys.
 
Then we leave, Princess and I.
Back home we fantasize.
What if we had invited those guys over to our place?
What if they had been open for some extra fun?
 
What if did not happen.
Maybe it would not have happened after all, for whatever reason.
 
Yet it stays, up to today, a strong fantasy of ours. 
 
Many moons later we have The Stranger at our place.
It is the very first time we play with three.
There is some sex but not much.
It is all way to new.
I made a few photos though. The Christmas tree is also on one of them. That tree was also a first one in the 10 years I live alone.
 
After that we grew more confident, Princess and I.
An extra male play partner, once in a blue moon, is a lot of fun. And for me a challenge in finding a good scenario and creating a fluid and erotic play evening.
 
I am thinking about putting an ad on Fetlife or so and recreate that evening at the Sushi eating place.
Well, I won’t choose for a restaurant but more for a pub. A guy, a switch or a Dominant, would approach us, play a game of seduction. He would be following a scenario I have already written but should be creative enough to go with the flow.
 
It would be about seduction and challenge and curiosity. We would end the evening at our place. BDSM and a threesome, a titillating and arousing mixture.
Princess and I are fully into BDSM. But dabbling our toes in the world of swingers sounds like fun too.
Princess enjoys being used and I enjoy watching her being used. And all the sensations in between and around.
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