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.
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.
“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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
I started fingering Princess.
Then guy number one appeared out of nowhere. Dropped his boxer hoping Princess would suck him.
“Go away,” I said.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Men jacking off.
Princess wet and horny, moaning, panting and being fucked and fucked and then some more.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Princess and I enjoyed our trip to Poland. It rained most of the time but we were together. The bad weather did not stop us. One can protect himself from cold and rain.
We did not make love in the evening because we were simply to exhausted. Instead we watched a movie every single evening. Cozy on the couch. Princess and I. Simply the two of us enjoying a few days of living together 100% of the time.
Sure we quarreled a few times. I live alone, Princess has her kids. Two worlds colliding. We made it. We survived the bad weather, the cold, the quarrels because our love is deep, because, finally, Princess and I are one.
Back home we started to play again. Yes, it had been quite some time since that last evening we played. D/s for some reason had become less important yet we can’t live without it.
I introduced The Stranger in our life. Then there was Sid, The Stranger Part 2. We had fun, Princess and I and it made us even stronger. It made us feel even closer, this secret of lust and desire we shared.
It is just fun. Just sex. Coloring outside the lines. I am sure some of you dislike this. Love should stay pure, untouched.
We are just discovering each other’s sexuality and there is nothing wrong with that. Hell, we are giving each other that necessary space to discover our deepest sexual fantasies. We talk, open and honest. We play, we experiment.
In the end it is just the two of us, Princess and I.
The liberty, the openness, the space is just one little part of whom we are, Princess and I.
This blog is and always will be a personal diary. This blog is not for you. It is our story and we have chosen to share it with whom is interested.
I have noticed a dramatic drop in the reading stats since Princess and I started experimenting with others.
I believe most of our Readers followed us because our relation is near to perfect. Believe me, it still is. Only a secure, honest and deep relation makes it possible for two people to travel together into the dark abyss of each other’s sexual desires.
And survive it.
In a few weeks from now I am taking Princess to a Swinger’s club. If all goes well I’ll invite a few men to fuck her. I’ll be in charge. I’ll make the scene happen in a way that makes Princess happy.
She’ll be used. I’ll give the orders. I’ll say the words Princess loves to hear.
That is love at its best. She has desires, I have desires. We match them and enjoy them.
At the end Princess cries in my arms, tells me her deepest secrets, trusts me 100%. And vice versa.
That is what connects us. Two souls being one.
True love is not about lying or pretending.
It is about being yourself with your partner.
And some other stuff too.
Past Saturday we went to our favorite club. It had been a while since our last visit. The club feels like a second home. We talked with friends. In the dungeon I tied Princess to bondage horse for some harsh impact play. It gave her an intense orgasm and shot her deep into subspace.
It was also a very exciting evening because we were going to meet a candidate.
When I placed the ad a few weeks ago my idea was to meet and look for a mutual connection. Princess was not concerned because she would wear a blindfold when we would play with. It would increase Princesses’ sensation of being used. Besides, finding a connection between two is difficult already let alone with three.
Sid was one of the men who reacted to the add. His reply was respectful and his profile interesting. He is a newcomer to our lifestyle. Sid had also put the results from bdsmtest.org on his profile. Albeit I take such results with a grain of salt it is useful. Sid scored pretty high on the non-submissive stuff indicating he is a Dominant.
Being a regular visitor of PDN he asked if we could meet there, have a few drinks, see if there was a vibe and take it from there.
This meant Princess was going to meet him too. We talked about it and she liked the idea. Being presented like that, checked out visually felt also very much as being used she told me.
So we met Sid.
I liked taking with him. It felt like we knew each other already. I told him what his role would be. He told me his expectations. He is respectful and that I like. Princess felt okay too.
Then Sid asked Princess if she liked sucking cock, being eaten, fucked hard and long. She smiled and say as much as possible on everything.
Hell that was hot. This man asking Princess how she wanted to be fucked by him.
She smiled. He smiled.
Then, with some hesitation, he asked Princess if she liked anal. She smiled again and assured Sid she loved being fucked that way.
Oh god, I had the impression my cock was going to burst out of my pants.
A handful of kinksters had taken seats around us and it was clear they were enjoying what Princess described as an interview. It pushed all her buttons and I am pretty sure she felt very slutty.
On our way home Princess and I talked about Sid and she was okay with the idea of him having sex with her. I had still some reservations though. His Dominant side but mostly because he smokes.
In bed we talked about it some more and it made me mad with desire and I fucked Princess hard.
We slept well and the next morning I mounted her while she was still half asleep.
The sex was great and Princess came and orgasmed and squirted over and over. We ended up with soaked bed linen.
Somewhere between two fucks Princess told me she fantasized about being gangbanged. Sucking off a bunch of men was another of her fantasies. Just fantasies mind you. Well, for the time being anyway.
Then Princess mounted me. Rode me while she licked my nipples. In my mind’s eye I saw her being used by 4, 5 men and the idea drove me mad with desire for Princess.
I screamed when I shot my seed deep in Princess.
It was a very intense orgasm.
This morning I messaged Sid and proposed a few evenings next week. I told him I have a very hot BDSM-scene in mind.