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Did you ever completely repent of your premarital sex and relationships before marriage? Do you think those relationships screwed up your thinking on what is okay for a christian to do? Being follower of Christ, you are free from any kind of bondage. Free to explore that you don't need pain to have pleasure.

Name: Natala

My age: I am just out of my twenties
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Swallowing back the reflex to complain of the temperature and my state of nakedness, I made my way over to the kitchen, aware that His eyes were on me with every step. I have recently been asked about the relationship between myself and my Dominant as well as a curiosity about what aftercare involves.

Hour after hour of being useless. His Bdsm relationship stories soothed me, renewing a determination and willingness to serve and obey. This is a very special time for the Dominant and submissive and can help the intimacy of the relationship grow. Droplet after droplet poured almost simultaneously. There are no set rules for what Domination is and I believe it is a very personal and unique experience for both the Dom and sub. The intense heat fading into a cooling, soft layer on my skin. Of course there are written attempts at describing these words but when it comes to Domination in the BDSM sense, neither of these definitions come close.

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I awaited His touch, His caress. Folding back the covers, on the side of the bed He allowed me to inhabit,the cold morning air hit me. My inner literary goddess was weeping. However it was not the softness of His skin that met mine but a scorching sensation that caused my breathing to hitch.

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It is rare to break out into an argument for us, we talk a lot and cover lots of topics serious and silly alike. Aftercare is an incredibly important part of any scene which involves play, whether that be through flogging, role-play, rope-work and so on.

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For me being Dominated is like a sixth sense, to be in complete submission to the Dominant is to be rendered powerless in the most freeing way. On asking my Sir he said that it is an essential part of reaffirming that everything that happened in the scene was beneficial and enjoyable despite the possibility of screams and pleas having been ignored. Throbbing from the intense temperature my flesh engorged, as the almost solid wax constricted.

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Being cradled and cuddled is the ritual of aftercare I am most familiar with and enables me to be reassured that I am loved, safe and secure. No longer one, but two candles that were spilling their rapidly liquidizing content. Although if we ever do reach the point of arguing with each other, I will express my opinion, He will express His and if there is no way that we can see eye to eye we usually just brush it off with a joke.

The freshly doused skin more sensitive than I anticipated. He is my boyfriend and Owner. The short break in pouring having created a pool of built up liquid in both candles. Sleepily stiring the next morning I was all too aware what day it was and how much Sir enjoyed being woken up with my lips around His length but I was unable to do so. Carefully maintaining my position on all fours I obediently fought against the urge to arch my back out of the way of the stream of agony.

For anyone considering exploring either their Dominant or submissive side then I recommend you not to worry about the definitions of both but to relax into it and enjoy. Like any relationship it is a very personal thing. Through my experiences in the BDSM world so far, Domination occurs when the Dom is relaxed and has the self confidence to take on the responsibility of another the sub. But Bdsm relationship stories the end of the day as His Property, His opinion is my opinion and therefore if during any point He wished to remind me of that then He could and I would obey.

It was no longer a drip but a flow of wax that poured onto me. I was naked, wearing only the leather ankle and wrist cuffs which my body was Bdsm relationship stories with as soon as I entered his abode to the moment I left to return to my formal home. Aftercare is a form of therapeutic grounding, in my eyes. Gasping in cool air, my limbs gave way and my body lurched forward, escaping the renewing pain although the slowly cooling glow remained. Reading excerpts I was unable to force myself to read anymore.

Now was my chance. A mass of sweltering molten coated my back. When you have explored for yourself only then can you truly feel what they mean to you. In the relationships of people on the BDSM scene there is yes I know this is a generalization a lot more communication which promotes less arguing and more conversing. Overlaying each other to create the illusion of a second skin. I must admit immediately that I have not read all of the books, nor do I wish to after being lent the first book in the series.

Literary style aside the actual content of the incredibly popular novel has captured the imagination of many. I prepared myself for a busy weekend, Friday had come and gone, my week had been hectic with work but all that was to be put behind me to ensure I served Him correctly and fully. Oh god, had I been snoring again!

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All responsibilities are passed on and decisions become crafted around you. On a more positive note I am excited the amount of attention the book and movie are receiving will enable many who are naturally submissive and dominant to explore that aspect of themselves. His prey. My senses were alive. I tried to relax into His arms as we watched Game of Thrones, each episode denoting another hour I had not been able to fully serve my Master.

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His command was swift but the tone unmistakable. Relishing the last of His warm, protective embrace I leant up to reach his lips with mine before shuffling over to the edge of the bed. That left me with the steak, and I had to ensure it would be perfect. I am always submissive to Him and He is always above me in both public and private settings. I knew that he enjoyed blow jobs and steak, as most men do, but I had a terrible stomach ache after having the coil fitted only a few hours before and had ruled blow jobs out due to the strain it would put on my stomach muscles.

Focusing on my breathing I could feel that my muscles were wriggling, struggling involuntarily to escape the pain. Being a Saturday a lay in was mandatory. Apologies for not posting in so long, I look forward to sharing my experiences with you and believe me when I say there are very great many indeed since my last post. I blushed feeling my make-up-less cheeks redden to a ripe pigment. Perhaps even easing the taboo in society against BDSM. In this blog I hope to shed some more light on these areas and by sharing them will encourage more questions to be asked which in turn supports an increase in kink -awareness which I feel can only be Bdsm relationship stories good thing.

Despite being a masochist it was far too painful to read, especially when considering the poor writing style although I know I can hardly be one to talk ….

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I had no choice but to let out a pain-filled gasp that seemed to echo off the wall in front of me, mimicking the waves of pain. And no longer just my haunches that were the target. My flesh complained as I left the comfort of the bed for the cold open room. Remaining as commanded, fresh droplets of scorching liquid spattered over my back.

My haunches were now decorated in a thin layer of cooling wax droplets. In that way I show my respect and He asserts His Dominance over me. The process of slow solidification restricting movement. Gulping down my jump of excitement and anticipation I sprang from the comfort of the covers, enthusiastically positioning myself on all fours in front of Him. My face inches away from the white wall and my arse facing Him as commanded. Bdsm relationship stories my lip, the distorted whimpers mocked me. Lounging in bed the hours passed by.

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An example of this is drinking and eating. What works for someone, may not work for someone else and vice versa. The black satin sheets had become disheveled with our movements in the night, the duvet contouring perfectly around our warm bodies. His warmth quickly dissipating as the distance grew. At the end of the scene the submissive is often in a delicate head space, as is the Dominant.

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Bank holiday weekends are always worth making the most of and Sir agreed. Every hair on my body standing up to attention with the shock. The height at which He had positioned Himself, enough to create an impact heavy and hot on my skin.

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Catching my eye He knew exactly what I was thinking and His grin widened. There was a pause as I managed to get my breathing back. Many people live by the triad motto of. Having got the train down to see Him the evening before I had used the time to prepare myself totally for His pleasure.

The stream of burning pain flowed up my spine.

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My stomach was twinging every time I shifted slightly on my back, let alone bent down on all fours serving Him with my mouth. There will always be a variety so I can speak solely from my own experiences and encourage anyone who wants to comment their own input of experiences and opinions on the topic. It seemed such a waste, being out of order, a malfunctioning object, His property right beside Him there for the taking but unable to truly serve. Rolling over dreamily I was greeted by my Sir smiling at me. As my mind refocused on what my body had done, I quickly corrected my position, back on all fours.

My features automatically smiling back as my mind darted self consciously ; How long had he been watching me, awake?

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