“I Hope One Day You’ll Write About Me”

I’ve met him once before and he enjoyed a very domineering focused session upon our first time meeting: gently slapping him (I don’t enjoy inflicting pain), prostate and foot worship. Skin to skin was not something we focused on. It was a very sensual session still but still on the side of atypical for my standards.

I greeted him at the front door with a hug, holding him and cuddling for quite some time. He was feeling so relaxed in my arms, even though we have been through this type of greeting before. He told me he was still nervous this time but certainly not to the extent of our first visit together. He asked to sit on the couch for a little bit and so I brought him over and sat with him while we held each other in a side-by-side mutual embrace.

He talked about wanting to try his strap on, but was very worried about it being a painful experience. I told him we could look at the smallest ones available and, even if he does decide to purchase one, we don’t have to use it on him. He could suck on it for me and use the image of me wearing a cock as external representation to my physiological and psychological control over him.

Eventually, and after taking off all his clothes, I lead him to my massage room. We continued to embrace while I continued to tease him with my light touch. After some time, I asked him to lay down on my massage table so I could give him a massage. He complied.

While I was massaging him, he was telling me how much he loved my blog. He said that he hopes one day I will write about our experience together. I told him this week might be the week - and so it became a self-fulfilling prophecy.

He told me that he loved when I was inside of him last time, not giving him the option of “saying no” (from a role-playing perspective, of course). As I was messaging him, I started running my finger up and down his bum, eventually slowly inserting it. It was very tight. Standing beside the bed, I stretched my left leg out, putting my toes in his mouth while I was fucking him with my finger. His cock was pressed down against the table, so I was stimulating it with my left hand while using my right hand to continue stimulating his “P spot”. “ I want to turn around” he requested. I knew he wanted to cum face up.

I took my finger out and then he flipped over. “I have a surprise idea” I said while making my way to the kitchen to wash my hands. “I can’t wait for your surprise when you get back” he said with excited anticipation

When I returned, I grabbed the warm oil and made my way up on the massage table, straddling the bed, sitting on his chest while facing the other direction. I poured enough warm oil to lubricate his cock and to make a re-entry inside of him. This position gave me access to put my toes in his mouth and I went down on my right elbow to support myself while putting my finger back inside of him. This was much easier now that he was opened up. I took my left hand and, with steady core strength, continued to run my nails up and down his cock. I instructed jim to keep sucking my toes, making him feel like my submissive sucking my cock while I spit roasted him with my finger. His cock was rock hard with the way that I was playing with his ass, his mouth and his mind. He could not resist any longer and begged me to cum. I grabbed his cock firmly with my hand and started stroking him. “I give you permission to cum” I told him and he exploded with ecstasy.

“I’ll see you in another few months” he said on his way out after a long, warm and relaxing shower. I told him to reach out to me for recommendations when he was ready to take the next step buying a strap on for our next play session.