Ecstatic Escapade, by slut “Suzette”

For a long time we had been trying to figure out a possible time and place for a session. Today was the last chance before I would leave for vacation. But it was not supposed to be simple. I needed to cross 2 borders, sit on a high speed train for almost 4 hours. I had been “forced” to lie to my employer, colleagues and family to make room for this journey, this escapade. Was it worth it? You bet… 

She was as gorgeous as ever when receiving me in the flat in Amsterdam, her radiant smile, stunning body, and beautiful eyes. The hug I got made me immediately calm. She’s a Dominatrix, a Goddess, but she has this very positive energy, and I felt safe, in good hands. 

Lately I’ve had a lot of stress in my body. I was nervous, would my built up hornyness make me cum the first 15 minutes? No need to be afraid, Kalyss sees me. After tying a cute red ribbon around my balls and cock, hard and tight, she added rope and secured my cock to a table. My hands were tied and laid on the table. On the nipples she used clamps with a metal chain that was attached to the collar around my neck. 

I was ready for the first round of lashes with her floggers. “Feet spread, butt out!” OMG how good it felt. My skin warmed up fast, my breathing got faster… 

And then, my favorite, without floggers, only her hands: OTK spanking on the sofa. My butt became flamingly red, the skin burning hot.

But she was soon ready for the next phase of the slut treatment. Ordered to sit, spreading my legs, she slid a vibrating dildo between my ass cheeks. Making sure it was well in place, she made me move backwards until I sat on it, leaning almost upright with my back towards the sofa.

It’s quite amazing how much pleasure your anus can bring, using the right tools! 😊

I’ve always defined myself as a hetero man, but my sexuality has developed over the last years, maybe leaning towards bi-curious now? With her guidance I have learnt to love being fucked in the mouth. Gagging is now something I actually enjoy! First she used her latex gloved fingers to open my mouth, pushing them gradually down my throat. She looked me in the eyes; we’re very close. This connection, looking at each other, me with a growingly blurry sight - more tears coming out of my eyes each time the fingers go down.

Throwing away the gloves, she placed a dildo between her breasts, which sucked itself to the skin with some kind of vacuum. The long, soft dildo was pointing right at my hungry mouth. I opened willingly, and she started to push it down my throat. Further and further down, then redrawing, going down again, further. It was such an amazing feeling, physically and emotionally- she actually made love to me with her heart! 

She pushed the dildo all the way in, holding it. Being lucky enough to have an excellent “teacher”, I had learnt to breathe through my nose. Still, my eyes overflowed with tears, mouth gagging. She looks me in the eyes, holds my head, and counts, makes me endure, every time for longer and longer, counting. Started with 5. I finished with 10, I think. But at that point I wasn’t really sure about the numbers. I only felt this powerful pleasure from the pain, an immense attachment that burst my heart.

Afterwards she took her strap on dildo and fucked me right there, on the sofa. I was on my back, feet high up. She was on top, thrusting her cock into my slutty ass. I could feel her naked breasts towards my skin, nothing was between us, we were just two bodies intertwined on the sofa. My body was shaking, waves of sexual energy rode through me, again and again. “My goddess, I’m in heaven!” I cried. 

And the feeling it released, made me cry for real, this time the tears wasn’t only a physical reaction. I was shaking, my whole body was, and I let it all go, unleashed all that stress and frustration. She was holding me, taking care of me, providing a safe space where I could be me. I was seen. This feeling of being accepted, even loved….🥰

Yes, I know she’s a professional. A cynical friend of mine always reminds me that a Domina is a “service provider”. But it’s not the feeling you get while in her arms, very far from it. It really is worth it. Every time. And I will come back…