Long Nights and My Deep Descent into Depravity

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A tale of one young man's obsession with sadomasochism.

Nicks, working lady names and pseudonyms are given renamed to protect their identity.


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I was 14, 2 years after I was first given a home PC and internet access that were shared with my family.

It was a new world. Suddenly, I had everything I could have desired at that time. Countless games to play at home, a bright screen that enthralled me and endless sites to explore.
What gradually intrigued me, and seized my time and attention away from games was typical for all growing hot-blooded teenage males. Porn.

Yet as I browsed through the endless sites, quickly becoming a maester of virtual debauchery and obtaining free memberships easily, I soon find myself getting bored. Although I had imagined that I would have liked to experience getting my dick sucked by beautiful blondes or thrusting it into warm pussies of moaning brunettes, there was just something lacking about watching all the action on screen.

At the same time, I was piqued by some of the seemingly innocuous yet subliminally lewd ideas in mass media. Despite being bullied by some women and girls in my even younger days when I imagined torturing them as revenge, I was now fascinated by the violent slant of "female empowerment", depictions of women resorting to confrontational ways of addressing perceived wrong, as well as female villains torturing or killing.

I scoured the web with alta vista, excite and yahoo for what I could sense but not locate. The terms "female empowerment" and later "feminism" gave lots of results with a lot of mumbo jumbo logic and complains, not what I wanted.

I was on the verge of giving up when the term "female domination" came up. Putting it into the search engines gave me a seemingly endless supply of what my young depraved mind was obsessing over and searching fruitlessly for weeks.

I surfed site after site of sexy women dominating, and torturing helpless men. Women trampling and stepping on naked male bodies, sitting on their faces and not letting them breathe, making men kneel and lick their feet; generally humiliating and debasing men whom were unfortunate enough to be in their presence.

It was perhaps one of the most debauched desires a young teenager could have; but I didn't know and didn't care. I stayed up at night, when everyone was sleeping and sneaked to the living room to satisfy my sick mind. I surfed sites of professional dominatrices, women whom made a living out of torturing men, sites which spoke of places where men lived as slaves, and sites where all the bdsm action were.

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Reserved for subsequent parts.

Part 2: Discovering SBF and my first experience
http://sams.guide/showpost.ph...14&postcount=3

Part 3: My first local experience
http://sams.guide/showpost.ph...8&postcount=10

Part 4in progress)

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My first encounter was from a travelling Thai dominatrix during my NS days.

Then I had already became a SBF regular and even got to know some "samsters". In between some HC and GL action which scratched my itch but couldn't fully satisfy my desires, a fellow samster, whom I did not meet in real life, introduced me to this contact.

After making the appointment by email and waiting excited for a fortnight, I found myself at C's hotel straight from camp and in my fatigues. I was told to go up shortly after loitering about the lobby's toilet and restaurant.

As always, it is a surprise when the door opened. I tend to imagine the people's image before I meet them, and for C, it was rather different. She was maturing and had small breasts but was petite as well.

The attraction grew as her dominant personality took over which complemented her dominatrix outfit that consisted of a pink corset, g string, stockings and heels. I was told to strip and kneel. It was my first session and I left my boxers on while she sat on the edge of the bed, legs crossed. After I knelled, she leaned over and pulled at the band of my shorts, peering in at my rock hard dick.

"Hmm, not bad," she said, before pulling me over her knee and grabbing my wrist in a typical OTK spanking style and proceeded to do just that.

After a few smacks, I was told to go take a shower as I was not smelling fresh. I did so and walked back. She chided me for not crawling so I had to crawl to the toilet and back to her again. However, I forgot to wipe my back properly and was made to crawl to the toilet to dry myself up again.

When I returned and knelt before her, she put a collar with leash on me. In between talking to me, she slapped and spit at me. It was rather humiliating as I was trying to answer but was getting interrupted by the slaps and spitting.

Finally she pointed to her boots and told me to lick them. I did so but was hit with the cat-o-nine repeatedly as she was not impressed with my efforts. It stung and was more uncomfortable than anything else. She took me by the ears hard and with my tongue out, dragged it across her heels repeatedly. "Now, that's how you do it!" she exclaimed. I tried to emulate that and was rewarded with a few praises but also had my nipples pinched whenever I slowed down.

The next part of the action had me pressed up against a mirrored cupboard while she attached ankle and wrist cuffs to me along with a couple of flicks from the riding crop. She led me to a chair next and proceeded to tie me up securely. She placed her heeled foot between my legs, pushing against my dick and balls which brought a surprise gasp from me and gave me much excitement. She grabbed my dick and teased it for a while, pulling at it and runnning her fingernails over it before producing thin rope to tie my dick and balls up.

I was left waiting as she disappeared for a moment before returning with a pair of stockings. She could see my excitement as she walked back as asked "Do you like this?"

I nodded vigorously.

Subsequently, my mouth was taped shut and she dangled the stockings under my nose, bringing the toe portion to it ever so occasionally. It certainly did not smell sweaty, and there was more of a perfumed scent than anything else, but after while I could detect the stale smell.

Straight after that, a pair of panties was pulled over my head, with special care that the gusset was over my nose. She also pulled out her A cup breasts and smothered me in them, but she was not really full and I could still catch my breath. She smelled intoxicating though, and I appreciated that.

After some cock torture which I cant recall now, I was released and made to kneel before her again.

She had a strap-on attached and I was instructed to suck it. I was doing it gingerly but she did not like that and forced me in hard and fast. I was gagging on some moments and she seemed pleased by that.

She then developed another idea and dragged me by my ear and on my knees to a mirror near the door, where I was forced to watch as I sucked her strap-on. I supposed it would be humiliating but I was already so into the "sub space" that it did not quite make a deep impact.

I was then brought to the bed and blindfolded before being anally penetrated by her strap on. This was a first for me and I was terribly uncomfortable. That did not stop her though, and I was thoroughly raped with it. It must have been a good fifteen minutes or so before she switched to an anal plug, which was played on me less before she got me to sit up. Tried as both of us did, the anal plug still fell out when I sat up.

I was tied spread eagle to the bed next, still blindfolded, with her planting her foot on my face before whipping me. I must have been rather dramatic because she stopped after a few strokes and went on instead to assworship (which we was done blindfolded, a disappointment in an otherwise terrific session) and finally to getting things shoved up my ass again.

Lastly, I was brought to the bathtub where she gave me a golden shower, which I suspect was just water and told to jerk off. When I finally ejaculated, she exclaimed that I took a long time before scooping up some of the cum and spreading it on my face before leaving me to clean up.

[studdyme]

camping for more!

[Johnston]

Pup

I know mistresses who would be delighted to have you serve them

Contact me
But
They dont do it for free

[Arnolds]

Waiting for more

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Originally Posted by studdyme

camping for more!

thanks! hope bros here wouldn't mind upping me if you guys enjoy it... more will come regardless

[otamay]

Support here

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thanks thanks... will be working on more

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After my first experience with a "dominatrix", I was hooked, and wondered what it would feel like to be dominated and humiliated by a local girl. I managed to convince a fellow samster to share with me the contact of this local escort whom was known for doing SM acts.

It was the time where escorts were for the really rich, and the experience would set me back almost the entire month of my pathetic NS pay. Yet, I was horny and depraved enough to actually contact the local escort/dominatrix "G" and went ahead to schedule a session with her.

I was a tad nervous when she called me the night before to confirm the details and ask for what I wanted. I was not used to saying out or detailing what my sick little mind craved, but manage to eke out some details and also confirmed out appointment at a hotel in the city area.


At the familiar "S" Hotel, I waited while G prepared herself in the room she had booked (I had to pay for it nonetheless). After a good ten minutes of wandering about the dingy staircase and backyard of the hotel, I finally got the go ahead.

G was a young lady in her late 20s, her long hair tied back in a ponytail which reached down to her shoulders a la Angelina Jolie's style. She wore a one piece translucent lingerie and knee length stockings, which was not the bra and panties which I hoped that she would sport. All in all she did not appear too distant or glamorous like I imagined some escorts to be, but very familiar, down to earth, and well, local.


She greeted me in a very friendly manner and we rehashed what I wanted. As usual I was not very good with that but I should not have expected escorts to read emails thoroughly should I? She handed me a towel and I got a quick shower, before coming out. I took care to dry myself properly. With the towel wrapped around myself, I went back and approached her.

"Get on your knees," she instructed strictly.

I removed the towel, with too much of a flourish on hindsight, and obeyed.

She sat down on a chair and crossed her legs, lifting a foot right below my face. Inevitably, my face drew closer to her foot, trying to get a sniff. I didn't know if it was an intentional or accidental tease but I was excited.
I was then told to remove her stockings which I managed to do so without appearing too clumsy. I was a bit disappointed that it was the only thing she came up with. I had thought that she could at least come up with some foot play. It was to foot worship immediately as I was told to suck her toes.

I got a lesson in foot worship as she gave me a couple of flicks with a whip whenever I went wrong. I was taught to go slow, use my lips to cover my teeth while I sucked but she was impressed by my use of my tongue. It went on to licking her soles and nibbling her heel and the whole foot worship took some time, in which her feet were already covered in my saliva and I had to wipe off some of my saliva of my face when it grazed her foot.

I was also allowed to kiss her thighs which I slowly and patiently moved up, expecting her to push my face away with a foot when I got too high, but she did not.
I was allowed to give little pecks to her inner thighs, very close to panties and I was trying to catch a sniff of her pussy. But her lingerie dress was there and I did not manage to.

When we did stop, I was told to go on my hands and knees for a caning. It was weird that she asked me whether it was alright if she wore a glove for it. But I realised, much later, that she was an escort catering to fetishes; she was not pretending to be a dominatrix and she would be upfront about it.

The caning started and it was forceful. Her story about the customer who looked to her for caning and had blood all over the place now made sense. I guess I must have showed visible signs of discomfort because it was not even 20 strokes before she stopped and moved onto the bed.

I was told to continue paying attention to her feet, and I did so on the side of the bed while she laid on the bed. Gradually she moved inwards and I moved onto the bed, now giving attention to her ass. I did not know why, but although I was rather excited at the thought of it before and initially, but after a while, extended foot and ass worship just did not get me excited as much. I did try my best though, and complied when she told me to plunge my tongue into her anus. It wasn't as easy as I imagined it to me and ultimately I was not sure whether I managed to part it but I certainly did not manage to stick my tongue in.

We alternated between ass and foot worship before she said she was ready and asked whether I wanted golden shower in the toilet or on the bed. I was pretty surprised because I did not ask for it but I went along as well. I told her I wasn't sure how it could be done on the bed, but she said she could manage it.

She straddled my head and I lapped at her pussy, as she gave me instructions on how to do it. I did bite on her accidentally and she complained, but left it at that. As she began to slowly release her piss into my mouth, she started stroking me. It was the first time I tasted pee. It was salty and mildly strong.

It could have been her stroking me that I could tolerate it because after a while the thought of drinking someone's pee and the taste really got to me and while I was not near to vomiting, I felt sick and wanted it to stop. It continued though, and eventually I ejaculated.

The session ended then, and I was given some mouth wash to clean myself up. I took sometime to do so and she helped me wipe my back and get dressed. Along the way she had told me many tales of her clients, like a famous autopsy expert who was into necrophilia and the only client she had sex with who posted about it on the net.

She was really friendly towards the end and even though I thought she was a bit aggressive when I answered "almost" to her question "Was this what you wanted?" she gave a very "girlfriend feeling" and gave me a tight hug before I left.

[Johnston]

Pup

We really really need to intro you to some mistresses who will feed you like a pup....

oh come on... or are you already their pup? Mistresses L and S

They might squeal with joy on being presented with a pre-broken in pup willing to serve .... one of these Mistresses loves her foot being worshipped

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Originally Posted by Johnston

Pup

We really really need to intro you to some mistresses who will feed you like a pup....

oh come on... or are you already their pup? Mistresses L and S

They might squeal with joy on being presented with a pre-broken in pup willing to serve .... one of these Mistresses loves her foot being worshipped

S I guess? :s13:

I doubt they lack subs lah... they're so popular, and L is so chio

[LostGeneration]

Really nice stuff

[Johnston]

I see you knowvsho i referring to

Haha.... Nice pup.... Maybe one day you will be their pup too


Edit: while i like to look at bdsm pics the Dragon doesnt like being a pup....
But i pretend real well

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Originally Posted by Johnston

I see you knowvsho i referring to

Haha.... Nice pup.... Maybe one day you will be their pup too


Edit: while i like to look at bdsm pics the Dragon doesnt like being a pup....
But i pretend real well

you're part of the new setup n site?
what're you into then? swinging?