Blog A,
Yes I know I have already posted blog B, but now that makes both A and B posted so I hope your all happy now or at least you will be by the end.
Let me take you back again to 1989, a very good year for hony times in my life. I was a late starter when it comes to sex. My first sexual experience was a blowjob on my 20th birthday in a cottage in Northampton but by the end of 1989 at the age of 23 I had had more quick blowjobs, one nights and kinky stuff than any one else I know. I don't boast when I say, it was a bad day if I had not had at least one mouth round my cock. However this like all the other blog posts will be about just one of the experiences.
If you know London and news paper history you may have heard of Fleet Street and off Fleet Street you may know of a pub called "The Thunderer", Of cause the name dose not matter nether why it has that name but just so you know, it was because the printing pressies in the building on one side of the pub made such a thunderous noise. On the other side was a door and you when though the door and up the stars to a hairdressers salon. Yes I know what fun a hairdressers!, well this was the first party my first love(for another story) and I when to in London.
So invites been made and we all when to The Thunderer after work(remember I worked back stage in the west end) so we don't get to the pub until just before last orders or maybe it was after I'm not to sure, this pub was well know for lock-ins(a way for pubs to please there regulars and get around the licensing laws. Once the the doors are locked it's a private party and not a pub). On this night owner said "we'r locking the doors so you should go home now" Many people leave and those in the know stay. By now I know it would be an all nighter, we stayed for one or was it two more rounds before asking to be let out to go next door. The person on the door winked at me as we left not sure if I saw him later or not.
Opening the next door to go up the hairdressing salon there's a staircase with very camp decor and TV screens (6 of them) going up. In the day time when the salon was open they displayed hair styles and a like but now! each one was displaying a different porn movie, The one at the top was the only one that had the sound on. Porn movies all the same sounds that don't sync with the action. At the top of the stars we turned left in though the main doors. Well think 70's pink, gold, camp.....and so on, I am sure all of you will be able to fill in the rest. A glass of Champagne Sir, handed to me by a young man in a french maids outfit. Not a Anne Summers sex game outfit but a proper one. Each of the six hairdressing chars had a almost nude you man chained to it and there was 3 other maids milling around. Can you imagine how my head was spinning and it was not from the d***k. Did things like this happen? No, Yes, YES!!! WTF FUCK this was real. These are all the thoughts going though my mind.
Well I was going to make this one blog but it's getting very long and I don't want to rush it.
So end of Part 1 of blog A, Part 2 to come.
blog A part 2
.......So my head is spinning and as I said not from the d***k. I mean WFT have a just steped on to some 1970's porno set? Is this even real, people like me don't get to goto such party. However this was very real.
Drinks in had and no place to sit people standing in groups chatting, drinking, eating finger food. No seems to notice the 6 chars with young men in chins in them. Some people pealing away from the groups and playing with the young men then rejoining the groups, then others doing the same. One of the young men became free and someone(as it turned out, it was my first love that was with me at the party. I will interduse you to him in a later blog) pushed my back and said go on it's your turn. I almost tripped over I was push forward so hard. You know that when your pushed like that the only thing for it is to go with the flow.
As I reach the char I turn round and sit sideways on the lap, and put my champagne on the counter. Now I had both hands free and started running them over the well built chest and around the nipples. This was when I started to find that I love to tease. I love to start light and move my fingers round the nipples and over the nipples before getting each one between the thumb and fore finger. Squeeze and lightly twist then let go and move my fingers getting hold of the nipples again and twisting them again, noting the rise and fall of the chest as the breathing gets deeper and I know I am having an effect. I wanted to do it again and again getting harder and harder but then I look over and may love nodes to me and I know it's time to stop and pick up my glass and go back to him.
The mood in the room as changed and the videos have stoped. There's an air of expectation ad the room becomes quirt, almost as if this was rehearsed. Someone gave one clap and a man in 100% rubber is lead in by a dog lead and collar round his neck. The woman led him to a column in the room and he was bound to it. His cock and balls where pocking out and each nipple was exposed the woman walked round and round, back and forth almost like a dance, sometimes swinging a short cat of 9. It turns out that this is not my first love sort of thing, he whispered to me that he wanted to go after this. The woman kept swinging the cat and walking back and forth in the high heal boots and shiny rubber. I did not know it then but it turned out to be E that you will meet in blog B. Every now and then someone give the man a d***k in-between swishes of the cat and some in the room where wanking.
I could go on but to tell you the truth I can't remember much more it must have been gone 3 at this point, I was tired and my love wanted to leave. There is only so much of this one can take and it was all turning in to a bit of a blur. So much so I don't know how we got home.
The last blog took place in 1989 in this one we'll jumping from 1989 to 1999.
At the age of 33 I done a few things that in hindsight I would not have done but I have no regrets well maybe one or two but there for an other time. My now I had had 2 full time loves a hole string of one night stands and blowjobs a few d*****n bi-sexual encounters but never a woman when I was sober. Well this is the story of the day that changed. My first time with a woman when sober, how ever still as kinky as many of my other encounters.
Three years before my second love had left me and for the first time after I was 21, I was living allown and was loving the freedom that brings even though it had taken a long time to get used to that. I had my own flat, my own friends and a job I liked. I had my hobby including CB radio (yes I'm a sad geek), electronics, photography(I had friends help me DIY my bathroom so I could use it as a darkroom for my B&W photography). The block of flats I was in was set-aside for single people and so there was a lot of time in each others flats all fairly normal stuff, most of the people in the block of 89 flats where straight, some gay and as far as I know a transexual that passed as a woman very well, all be it quite tall at 5.10. What was nice was that we where all out to each other. Mind you as I think you may all know by know I was never in.
I had meet this one guy(straight) who was in to CB and one day we where having a coffee in his flat and chatting over the CB to some mates. A couple of nights before I had shared some d***k stories with him. Any way he turned to be and said "a friend of mine will be online soon, if I remember you might be up for some kink? with a woman?" Well what should I say but "OK I'm up for most things". My CB mate told me that he had been talking about me to his mate who asked him if he would ask me if I would be up for a 3 some with his wife. WTF why do this things fall into my lap LOL, my friend said he could arrange it over the CB for "when?" "Next Sunday", "He wants you to do some kinky stuff............." but you'll find out what was said as this blog go's on.
Sunday morning, spent cleaning up the house and making sure I had the handcuffs chins and blindfold and small light cat of 9 ready. The plan was that at 3 I would leave the door unlocked and be waiting in the sitting room for the couple to arrive. The husband that I meat before hand to have a d***k and get to know a little, was going to blindfold his wife before they came in the flat and lead her to a chair in the bed room where she would be chained to the chair. The husband would then come to the sitting room and I would have half an hour to play with the wife.
Well 3 o'clock came and I was in the sittingroom with the door to my flat open. The husband came in got the blindfold, put it on his wife and lead her in then I heard the chains being locked and he come into the room. He put a finger to his lips in a sign to say be quart. He whispered to me that his wife had asked that I don't speak, Of cause I agreed to this. He then said right you have 30mins maybe longer.
I when into the bedroom and there was his wife changed to the chair legs apart wearing cream lace and silk, very slim almost boy like with blond short hair and small be well formed breasts. I started from her back with some gentle kissing round the neck and a kiss, only one on the mouth. This was a limit that had been agreed on, no kissing on the mouth, strange I know. I broke that limit because I felt it only right, you can't have sex without kissing. Then gently kissing over the breasts and down to her navel. At the same time gently working her nipples. The I stand up and walk round her picking up the whip and started running the tails over her body, gently whipping her breasts, legs getting harder and loving the sharp intake of breath. After a little bed she says "can you put me on the bed?" So I relice her from the chair and take her to the bed. I had anchor points on the legs of the bed so was able to easily spread eagle her. and gave her another kiss and put the cat back to work. "please use you teeth", I lay on top of her and start to gently nibble all around here breasts and nipples, she nods down and I take the meaning and start moving my teeth down here body to her navel and she nods more. "My clit" she almost panted. This was all a first, for me but the kink of the situation must have masked my nervousness at this. It's a little like being d***k, I know my lips, tong and teeth found the spot and if the moaning was anything to go by I defo hit the spot a number of times. Any way I am unsure of how long it was but I heard her husband open the bedroom door. We had agreed that would be the single for me to wank and come over her tits. Then I left her anchored to the bed and left the room, when to the sitting room while her husband undid her and they both left the apartment. That night I wanked of two, three or more times thinking about it.
I would have loved to do it gain and did get a phone call from the husband once to give me a message from his wife that I was the first Man ever to give her three orgasms at one time. Why they never came back I don't know. All I can say is maybe it was a one off thing for them. I will close this blog by saying it gave me a lot of confidence.
Oh, baby, let me take you on a journey through the explicit encounter I had with my disobedient sub. They couldn't resist testing my limits, and I was more than ready to show them the consequences of their actions.
As I entered the room, the air was thick with anticipation. The sub stood before me, eyes downcast, on their knees, knowing they had crossed a line. My voice dripped with authority as I commanded them to strip, revealing their naked vulnerability.
With a devilish grin, I picked up the paddles, each one promising a different level of intensity. I started with a gentle tap, building the anticipation. Their skin reddened with each strike, but it only fueled my desire for more. I reveled in the power I held over my cumrag, knowing that every flick of my wrist sent waves of pleasure coursing through their body.
But punishment wasn't enough to satiate my hunger. I craved their surrender, their complete obedience. I ordered them to open wide, and with firmness, I gagged them, rendering them unable to speak. Their muffled cries of pleasure only heightened the intensity of the moment, a symphony of desire echoing throughout the room.
In search of new heights, I introduced them to the world of watersports, exploring the taboo nature of urine play. The warm streams cascaded over their body, mingling with their moans of ecstasy. The sensation of being drenched in my golden shower pushed them deeper into subspace, their senses overwhelmed by the unapologetic indulgence in their most forbidden desires.
But we both craved more, a deeper connection, a more intimate union. With meticulous care, I prepared them for the ultimate act of penetration – fisting. Slowly, I stretched their eager opening, inch by inch, until they were fully impaled by my hand. Their body yielded to my touch, the sensation of being completely filled driving them to the brink of ecstasy. It was an act of absolute surrender, a testament to their complete trust in me.
And let's not forget about the intoxicating world of Findom. As their ultimate Dom, I asserted control over their finances, exploiting their submissive desires to serve and please me. They willingly opened their wallets, showering me with monetary tributes and gifts, fulfilling their desire to be financially dominated. The power exchange intensified, as their obedience extended beyond the physical realm and into the realm of their bank accounts.
Together, we danced on the edge of pleasure and pain, exploring the boundaries of our desires, both in the physical and financial realms. The room was filled with the sounds of slaps, moans, and the intoxicating scent of sex, while the allure of Findom added an extra layer of power dynamics to our encounter. It was an encounter that pushed the limits of our connection, leaving us both trembling in the aftermath of such intense pleasure.
Let me know if anyone would like to see the video or take a chat with me ;)
Rules of play:
Tribute upon arrival
Sub must be caged and willing
Obey my commands
I am happy to explore fetishes with you after a conversation about what you are wanting to explore. Hotel meets are good, can travel and host sometimes depending on the notice of arranged meet.
Chapter 1: The Encounter
Darius stood at the edge of the crowded ballroom, sipping his champagne as he observed the swirl of activity around him. As a rising star in the corporate world, he was accustomed to these events, but tonight felt different. There was an energy in the air, a subtle tension that prickled his senses.
His eyes scanned the room, pausing on a man across the way. Tall and imposing, he commanded attention without effort. His dark hair was impeccably styled, his tailored suit exuding confidence and power. Intrigued, Darius couldn't tear his gaze away.
Their eyes met, and a jolt of electricity shot through him. He felt an unexpected flutter in his chest, a sensation he hadn't experienced in years. It was as if he could see right through him, stripping away the layers to reveal his deepest desires.
Embarrassed by his own reaction, Darius quickly averted his gaze, focusing on the elegant chandeliers overhead. But the memory of those piercing eyes lingered, igniting a spark of curiosity within him.
Lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice when he approached until his voice cut through the hum of conversation like a knife.
"May I join you?"
Startled, Darius turned to find the mysterious stranger standing before him, his gaze intense yet inviting. He hesitated for a moment before nodding, unable to resist the pull of his magnetic presence.
As they exchanged pleasantries, he learned his name was Nathan. His confidence was palpable, his words measured yet captivating. Darius found himself drawn to him, unable to shake the feeling that their encounter was more than mere chance.
As the evening wore on, they continued to converse, their connection deepening with each passing moment. Nathan's charisma was intoxicating, his touch sending shivers down Darius’s spine.
Before he knew it, the night had slipped away, leaving Darius breathless and exhilarated. As he bid Nathan farewell, he couldn't shake the feeling that his life was about to change in ways he never imagined.
Little did he know, this encounter was only the beginning of a journey that would push him to the very limits of desire and obedience.
In the days that followed their chance meeting, Darius found himself unable to shake thoughts of Nathan from his mind. His presence lingered like a haunting melody, drawing Darius back to that electrifying moment in the ballroom.
It was a crisp autumn afternoon when a courier arrived at his office, delivering a sleek envelope with his name embossed in elegant script. Curious, he opened it to find an invitation to an exclusive event hosted by Nathan himself.
Heart racing, he read the details: an intimate gathering at his private residence, promising an evening of intrigue and indulgence.
Darius’s pulse quickened at the thought of seeing him again, of delving deeper into the enigma that was Nathan.
With a mix of excitement and trepidation, he accepted the invitation, feeling a thrill of anticipation course through his veins. Little did he know, this would mark the beginning of a journey that would challenge his perceptions of control and obedience in ways he never thought possible.
As the night of the event approached, Darius found himself consumed by a whirlwind of emotions. Part of him longed to explore the depths of desire that Nathan awakened within him, while another part hesitated, fearful of what lay beyond the threshold of his comfort zone.
But deep down, he knew that he couldn't resist the pull of the unknown, the magnetic allure of a man who promised to unlock the hidden depths of his soul.
With a determined resolve, Darius prepared himself for the evening ahead, steeling his nerves for whatever lay in store. Little did he know, the journey he was about to embark on would test him in ways he never thought possible, pushing him to the very limits of his desires and beyond.
I'm Tee! I've been here a couple of months now, it's time I opened up a little. More commonly known as DarthTee in the kink community, (due to my obsession with the dark side of the starwars universe)
I've always been a dominant person, when I was a young lad, and joined the scouts, it took me two weeks for the leader of the troop to make me a junior leader, this pattern hasn't changed. I'm still dominating in life (very humbly might I add). So far completed 19 years in a career path that rewards the most fittest, smartest and ambitious people. My job is hard, I've done things most of you would of only heard about on the TV or podcasts. it has most definitely shaped me to be the man I am today!
I'm into all sorts of kink and BDSM, I regularly attend events in the UK, some which I photograph at as well! However this writing I want to focus on FinDom.
FinDom allows me to tap into a person you won't see on the outside world (even when I'm at events). With findom I can satisfy the megalomaniac side of me that wants to feel better than everyone else, more deserving due to the nature of what I do, or the rewards I've gotten from it. It allows me to tap into the power hungry prick I've spent years keeping away from every other aspect of my life. Even with this, everything I do is done with consent, you won't see that side of me unless you consent to it, yeah I can be a sadistic nightmare, but only if you ask.
I've build up a strong reputation within my community, one which I intend to transfer into this one, a very unique, lively and generous bunch of people.
Q. Why don't you have a honourific in your name Tee like sir, or master?
A. Words don't mean a lot if you can't back them up with actions, I'd rather prove to you what I am.
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