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Standing Orders
A Dominant need not always tower over his submissive to effect complete control.
One of my favorite pastimes is to have my sub stand naked before me, feet apart and hands behind her back, while I massage, play and probe the folds of her wetness and warmth to my heart’s content. In these most intimate moments, I find myself not looking down from towering heights of authority but rather up, as in prayer; gazing into her smokey eyes, gauging the effects of my every touch.
While I may be at the feet of my submissive in these moments, there is no mistaking who is in complete control. Here, sitting before her, I can observe and sense every nuance of the effects I have on her. From the flutter in her eyes, to her hot breath raining down on me, to the flush on her chest, to the taughtness and redness of her nipples, to the tightening of her stomach, to the wetness rolling down my hand, to the clench of her pussy, to the quiver in her thighs as she tries desperately to remain standing in the face of looming orgasm; I can sense and observe her every desire and need. Giving. Taking. Holding back mercilessly her desperate craving for release.
Standing Orders
It is just one of the many games we play. Not all women can orgasm standing up but still more cannot remain standing when they do. But as I probe deeply, thumb circling her clit, fingers curled and massaging that rough patch that never fails to push her over the edge, I insist she remain standing. When her knees buckle and she begins her inevitable pre-orgasmic descent toward the floor I stop, holding her aloft by the sheer force of my fingers deep within her and my strong hand cupped lovingly over her sex. It is a standing order that she remain standing.
When she regains her composure and her wobbly legs beneath her, we begin again. Over, and over, and over again.
This is one of the few times when my submissive is given complete freedom to cum as soon, as hard and as often as she is able, but only if she remains standing. Complete freedom to be completely controlled. It is maddening and mind blowing for her and oh so delicious for me. It is a game where I control the rules and the outcome…but it is a game in which we both always emerge as the winner.
But orders are orders, and this one is a standing order.
Caption © For The Love of a Submissive, 2012
Right ladies…I need this right now so tell me which of you aches to do this the most…which of you at this precise moment is completely consumed by the need to serve someone…to have him throb and writhe as you take him in your mouth…I need someone hungry ladies….so come on, tell me just how hungry you are…
(Source: , via petintheattic)
When he leaves he always asks me the same thing,
“…and are you going to be a good girl for me?”
He puts me right back in my little place.
My safe place. My I’ll-do-any-thing-to-be-your-good-girl place.
^Yes.
He’s being far too gentle.
(Source: mind-decays, via sexx-it-up)
Anal is a gateway kink. It’s the thing that starts the ball rolling, before it snowballs into something beautifully monstrous and you’re left sitting there wondering where it all began.
It began with anal. I just told you that. Pay attention.
It demonstrates a certain open mindedness, a liberal approach to what is and isn’t acceptable in the bedroom. It shows that you’re willing to push beyond the bounds of what’s expected, and try something you haven’t before. You’re not bothered by the thing that might make others a little squeamish, because you’re smart enough to realise that any hole can be cleaned.
You’re open to a little pain, because you know it leads to greater pleasure. This is the little speck of dirt in the oyster’s mouth, the tiny itch that just begs to be scratched, and then spreads into a great big lovely rash once you pay it some attention. It’s the beginnings of masochism, right there, enjoying the… stretch. The way you squirm when I’m all the way in, because it’s almost unpleasantly full.
Needless to say, I’m a fan.
(Source: eroticblog)
