When You Dine with Dogs

Friday, September 21st, 2013

Today I flew out of Long Beach to San Francisco on my own, it would be the first time I ever flew solo, and without my pup Cockpit by my side while going to San Francisco.  The flight itself was quiet, and seemingly faster than usual.  After meeting Cockpit at the terminal, checking in at the hotel, we made our way to Don Ramon's and joined the SF K-9 Unit dinner.

I love this restaurant, not just for the food and drink, but the friendly welcoming attitude they have towards pups and handlers, as well as the rambunctiousness and unique behavior we display during our visits.  They are incredibly accommodating, going so far as to wash the dog bowls when we're finished with our meals. 

During dinner I met up with Dan, one of the judges from my international contest, and loved on him.  He's very cute and super cuddly.  I had a margarita and Lover Fox was out in minutes, accompanied by Dark Fox who was already in play, I had a very fun combination of egos making an appearance.  Sky pup approached me and upon seeing my Muir cap, mentioned I was wearing the wrong hat.  I told him "My puppy presented me with this cover so I'm going to fucking wear it." He understood.  I also saw Spike, Ritz, and Shred.  I met a bodybuilder named John, and his pup Rufus who was seated next to Wolf at dinner.  

I love serving Cockpit his meals in his doggie bowl, cutting it up, and scraping it off the plate, then watching him eat on all fours with nothing but his face stuffed into the bowl making a mess of himself is so much fun.  

John, by the way is incredibly strong! A hot upper body just bursting with muscle which he used to pick me up effortlessly! Woof!  After the dinner, Sky drove us back to our hotel room where we met up with Brue, Wolf, and Lawrence, a tall handsome runner, athletic build who was also at the supper.  Soon after everyone was situated, the clothes came off and we loved on one another.  Wolf said later that my dick was sucked by everyone in the room, and I was joined in my bed by Wolf and Lawrence.  The night is a blur of sexy bodies, deep kissing, sucking, and warm embraces.  It took forever, but Wolf was able to successfully beat me off and my orgasm was so wonderful!  The rest of the night has dissolved into a dark blur in my memory, but I know that it was a beautiful evening.

Thank you, my dear pups.

Play Safe, Dear Reader.

A Surprise Submission

On Wednesday, September 19th of 2012 Sir John surprised me that afternoon. He had come down out of the blue and was in my neck of the woods.  

We grabbed dinner and then went to Pistons Bar for their movie night of "Margaret Cho - Beautiful".  He put me in his slave collar, bound my hands behind me, and made out with me on the patio.  It felt so good to submit to him again, he's one of the few doms I would give up control to, and completely.  He's excellent at what he does to me, he makes me feel incredible. 

When we were ready to get out of there, Sir John grabbed my belt and pulled me out of the bar, woof! On the ride home, he ordered my pants and my jockstrap around my ankles, as well as my eyes shut.  He groped and molested me the entire ride home, making me harder than ever.  When we got back to my apartment he stripped me down to my socks, my collar, and my harness.  He blindfolded me, and I sucked his sweet manhood, worshiping every inch of it. 

He shoved me to the doorway of my bedroom, he bound my wrists behind my back, and strung me up by the door frame  and bent me forward to further worship his cock.  After a while he moved me to the bed, feet bound to the bed leg, wrists behind my back.  He gagged me twice, blindfolded me, and proceeded to ravage my ass!  He fucked me ruthlessly! It hurt so good!  Fuck me, Sir!  It hurts! I want it to hurt because know it pleases you so!  

He came with a roar, and my body was finally given mercy.  I was exhausted, panting, covered in sweat from being his bitch.  I love it!  He then released my bindings and kissed me as I stroked myself, thinking of all the wonderful things I wanted to do with him.  I wanted to sink into thick mud and have him push me under with his thick heavy boots.  I wanted to be a cum target for him and several of his trusted friends.  Be ravaged in front of a dungeon of guys, hooded, bound, and screwed mercilessly and anonymously, unable to talk outside of a simple yes or no shake or nod of the head.  I finally came, and man it was beautiful!

I love you Sir John.  This boy is always happy to serve you!

Play Safe my Dear Readers.

Submission from Abroad

Monday, September 17th, 2012

I had a little fun with a hot visitor from France. We had been talking at length online, reconnecting from a few messages a long, long time ago. Close to a decade, even.  He was finally in my neck of the woods at a convention here in Long Beach.  For his personal reasons, he was forced to be discreet  he dropped me off close to the hotel and I walked the rest of the way inside, using a keycard he gave me to get into the room.  The ride over to the hotel was in amazing, masculine style.  I rode shotgun in a beautiful, blue Mustang, a gorgeous car!  I now understand why so many men blow their loads just touching one of these machines, and here I was sitting comfortable in the front seat, listening to the engine roar, in a goddamn Mustang!  How fucking butch can you get?!  Thank you, boy!

The night began after I changed into my leather CHP uniform and waited for him to change into his gear.  He was in a sexy vest, harness, jockstrap and boots, fucking woof.  We made out for a good while, then I collared him with my nice thick slave collar, leashed him, and made him lick my boots like a good boy.  He's quiet and really fucking cute, plus that French accent of his really riled me up for more!  I cuffed his hands behind his back and led him to the bed, where I pushed him down and made out more, shoving my tongue down his throat.  I flipped him over onto his stomach and kissed his sweet, sexy body, running my fingers up and down his bare skin, enjoying every inch of him that was now mine to play with and control.

The chaps came off, I was ready, I wasn't going to wait any longer for this!  I wanted him now!  I uncuffed him and gave him his only choice of the night, what flavor condom he wanted before he went down on my throbbing member.  I was very impressed with the handsome man, he was so eager to please me that he nearly choked on my manhood!  He did his best to take it to the base, just how I like it!

The time had come and I tied his wrists and ankles together, threw him on the bed and lubed up his sweet ass.  I took my time and slid inside of him with no problem at all, a perfect fit.  He felt very nice, he enjoyed it just as much, no pain for him whatsoever. Woof!  Both hands on his harness ring, I banged his succulent asshole, he was just loving my cock as much as I was loving his hole.  Harder and harder, he wanted it! I wanted to give him every inch of me, thrusting deeply, passionately, building up the pressure until I blew a nice, hot load!   Fantastic! He shot his soon after, while I was still inside of his boyhole.  We must have been extremely horny that night because after relaxing on the bed a while after, we were able to both rub another load out!  I was amazed I had any left inside after such a great scene!

We lay there in our afterglow, that beautiful warmth you share with your play partner after a hot, steamy, and passionate session together, and I gently removed my collar from his neck.  The boy soon panicked when he found out my collar had left light but visible marks on him.  Whoops. Sorry about that, boy.  He told me that he couldn't be seen like that, and he was my ride out of there.  So I was invited to spend the night with him, which I happily agreed to!  A night with a cute, French kinkster, in a lovely hotel room.  Who would pass up such an opportunity?  Before we retired for the night, we shared a very sensual shower together.

In the morning, I left the hotel and he met me on the corner, and I was driven back to my apartment in that beautiful blue Mustang once more!  Thank you, boy.  I can't wait to have you in my arms again!

Play Safe Dear Reader!

Meet Me in the Hallway

Saturday night, September 15th, 2012 I assisted the UFLB in setting up a play party at the Bordello of Decadence in Los Angeles.  The main building is set up on the top of a hillside, and is fashioned out of what looks like a small, old military hangar.

After setting up the essentials like food, ice, and drinks, we hid little kinky prizes around the grounds for the sexy scavenger hunt.  Prizes were in little easy-to-miss plastic boxes and had fun toys like glowsticks, lube, condoms, and cockrings.  If you were lucky, you could nab a box with a ticket inside and you'd go up to the bigger prize table and pick up some nice gifts like certificates to erotic massages, or other fetish donations.

There wasn't much of a crowd, but during the party I was able to find a few of the boxes (I have a poor memory so I can actually hide my own Easter eggs) and did get a winner's ticket, which I used to pick up a nice glow-in-the-dark rope and a pair of safety scissors.  If you're doing rope bondage YOU NEED A PAIR OF SAFETY SCISSORS! If you get into a situation where there is an emergency and the sub needs to get out of their ropes NOW you HAVE to cut them! Do not question it, just cut! Better ruined ropes than a sub in the emergency room.

I was quite interested in one of the straight-but-flexible men there, Jared, a boy of Mistress Melissa.  A tall man, buzzed hair, wearing a nice leather vest and incredibly cute!  I made sure what boundaries were in place, as he was a boy of a Mistress, and I wished to respect them, and at the same time let him know he was a very handsome man.  He told me later on that it made his night.  I love making people happy, it gives me that awesome thrill like nothing else can.

I spotted Gus, another handsome man, hanging around by himself.  I was horny, and ready to play.  I talked to him a bit, then ordered him to meet me in the hallway in the back.  He obeyed and vanished into the darkness, I stripped to my leather jock, boots, and harness, stuffed a length of my nylon rope in my jockstrap's waistband and made my way into the back.

In the darkness of the hallway, which was illuminated only by soft, dim red lights hidden in the holes in the walls, I found my prey waiting for me just as I ordered of him, facing the wall with his back towards me.  He wore an assless jockstrap, his boots, and nothing else.  I came up behind him and lightly touched him, moving in for light kisses on his back, caressing his wonderful body.  I moved him up to the wall, holding his hands above his head, kissing and biting his sweet, succulent flesh.  The temperature was high, our bodies covered in a light sweat, the air humid and hot, but I kept going.  I tied his hands and turned him to face the wall, his sweet ass all mine to enjoy.  I spanked it, I grasped it, kissing and licking his wonderful body.  What was it about him that I wanted?  Something inside of him called to my dominant side and riled me up, wound me up tight and made it demand for its immediate release, like an enraged prisoner.

The air became too hot, and I moved us out of the steamy hallway and into the large main room, where I continued my domination of him.  More kissing, more sensual touch.  I wanted his absolute servitude.  When I brought our scene to an end, and released him I felt wonderful, but unsatisfied.  I wanted to ravage him, tear him apart! Make him moan and scream, but that would be for another time.  A time when I can have him all to myself.

Play Safe Dear Reader

Overpowering My Muscleboy

Friday night, September 14th 2012 I hung out with my friend Bill, we went to a nearby park that afternoon and he introduced me to some beginner techniques in Ninjutsu, mainly utilizing throws and movement.  From there we headed over to his place where he cooked a wonderful dinner before we went up to Socal Bondage Club.

Bill wasted no time in finding someone to play with, and I browsed the rooms, watching the various, hot scenes already in progress. Attendance was very high that night so there were plenty of men in the throes of passionate play.  I met up with Pup Don's new puppy boy, Niko, oh my god is he just so fucking adorable!  I just want to squeeze him until he pops!  I bet he makes all sorts of fun little noises when you play with him!

I went out into the main room and found Sir Steve sitting on a throne by himself, so I put myself at his feet.  He caressed me, and massaged my shoulders, enjoying my body and me in turn enjoying his attention.  He's a very sensual and gentle man, I'm looking forward to a night alone with him in his own dungeon for a wild experience!

I spotted one of my boys, Marc, and was excused to go play with him.  I hadn't seen him in a long time and it was wonderful to see his beautiful muscled body and his cheerful face again.  I pulled him into the prison cell where I tied his arms up with my rope and dominated him, laying him down on the rack table, I got on top of him and dared him to resist.  He couldn't! All of his muscle! His beefy arms, his powerful chest, his thick legs, none of them could resist me holding him down! That was fun! A lot of fun!  I felt a new thrill, overpowering muscle boys! Oh this is going to be interesting! I enjoyed my new power by making out with him there on the rack, my favorite piece of dungeon furniture challenged only by the St. Andrew's Cross!

I ordered him up on his feet and forced him up against the wall where I enjoyed his sweet, sexy body, all mine to control, to dominate, forcing my tongue down his throat, listening to him moan and grunt in pleasure as I groped his hard bulge, and held his wrists up.

I pushed him back to the rack for a cool down and more physical appreciation before releasing him slowly from my ropes.  I love topping, especially submissive muscle men, the bigger, the beefier, the better!  Big guys are fun when they're on their knees!

The night ended soon after that, my buddy Rick was kind enough to drive me home, and I crashed soon after stripping out of my leather.  Another wonderful night of play at the bondage club.


Play Safe Dear Reader.

Domming a Tall Dog.

Wednesday afternoon, September 5th, 2012 I met up with the very handsome Pup Gabe.  We had talked on Recon a while and he confessed that he wished to submit to me

When we met at the local coffee shop we spoke for a while to get to know each other, however the two of us were entirely too horny and too interested in each other to sit idle for long.  When we stood up, I got to take in his tall, slender frame for the first time that I was unable to when I first arrived, as he had been seated.  If you haven't already known, I adore men taller than myself.  To top off his sexy body was a handsome face, easy to admire. Woof! This man wished to be my puppy for the night!? What great fortune!

We walked the long distance to his motel room, shut the door, and started to get intimate with wonderful kisses.  Laying down on the bed, we decided to take a short nap together, nesting in each other's arms, the heat of the day had drained us and we needed our energy if we were going to have fun together. Waking a half hour later, he presented me with a gift, a leash that he had bought for this occasion.  I was flattered that he would do me such a kindness.

I collared him with the chain and lock that he had so thoughtfully provided for me, and then collared him again with my thick slave collar, then leashed him, making him completely mine. I yanked him in close and we made out passionately.  I had already changed into my harness, boots, leather jock, and my Sir cover, donning my deep blue sunglasses, I wanted to truly dominate this sexy dog.  More deep, passionate kissing led to me tying his ankles, but unfortunately not his wrists, as I had to earn more of this handsome pup's trust if I was to totally render him helpless.

Another session of long kisses, then I gave my pup a selection of flavors from my flavored condom collection that I had brought with me.  He made his choice and I fed my puppy a grape flavored bone.  I had him worship, suck, lick, and throat my bone until I was satisfied that there wasn't a lick of flavor left on the rubber.  I then ordered him on the bed and to present his sweet ass.  He complied obediently, I put on a fresh condom and slid right into his eager hole. Nice and tight, so enjoyable.  He felt amazing from the inside, sliding in and out of his sweet, tight ass.  He loved every minute as much as I, and when the time came to finally shoot, the feeling was glorious!

Cleaning up, we relaxed and enjoyed our afterglow together on the bed, and in each other's arms.  Talking of the next time we'd play together.  I'm definitely eager to see him again and next time will have to be in his own home for the weekend.

Play Safe, Dear Reader.

Fetish of the Month: December 2012 - Fisting

This summary is not available. Please click here to view the post.

Playing With a Rubber Puppy!

On the afternoon of September 4th, 2012, I had Puppy TK, one of the contributors to a "Fetish of the Month" article, over as a guest.  Things started out very nicely with him changing into his body suit, rubber harness, and rubber Doberman pup hood.  We began with a cuddle, something I heartily enjoyed doing with him ever since I met him at Pistons during one of their wonderful "Skin Tight" rubber themed fetish nights. 

The smell of his rubber gear was intoxicating, his woofing, wriggling, whining, and squirming was just so adorable, it made me hold him closer to me and tighter.  The heat in the room rose, we moved on to light kissing, and eventually his gear came off his body, piece by piece, until he wore nothing but his harness and his puppy hood.  More cuddling, skin on skin, more whimpering and whining, and I brought out my flavored condoms.  He chose his flavor, I unwrapped it, and I fed the rubber puppy a sweet, sticky, strawberry flavored bone!  Oh he is a very good puppy! Woof!

After a very enjoyable bone-worshipping session we moved on to getting more intimate with each other.  I lubed up my bone, and slicked up his eager tailhole, then slid slowly inside and settled in, letting his body get used to my raging hard on stuffed deep within his nice warm hole.  I slid myself in and out, gently screwing him, listening to his soft whimpers, moans, and grunts only made it hotter!  I grabbed onto the center ring of his harness, and fucked him harder, his ass so warm, so soft, so welcoming to my hard member!  Such a sweet, kinky little rubber puppy! All mine to ravage! His tailhole mine to thrust and ram!  Things got more intense and the pressure built up to it's highest point! I shot my hot load and howled like a beast!

Things cooled down, and I hugged him close, still inside of him.  Letting things settle, panting, feeling his sweaty body against mine.  I cleaned myself up, letting him rest on the bed, before returning and spooning him.  It was so relaxing, having a hot, sexy rubber puppy pawing off in my arms.  The scent of rubber, the afterglow of a great fuck.  I slowly dozed off by accident, and when I had come to, he had shot his load!  I felt terrible, how rude of me to fall asleep before he climaxed!  I was thankful for his forgiveness and good sportsmanship about the situation.  From the bed we made our way to the shower, taking Puppy TK and returning him to human form, we shared the warm waters, washing the sweat and spunk from our bodies.

Puppy TK then took his leave soon after getting dressed, I look forward to playing with him again very soon, as well as his partner, Puppeh who was generous to let me borrow his mate for an evening!

Puppeh, thank you for letting me play with your rubber pup!

Play Safe Dear Reader!

Fetish and Kink Online

This summary is not available. Please click here to view the post.

ROMP San Diego 2012

August 25th Sir Patrick picked me up from Long Beach and we had a pleasant drive down to San Diego, through the grand hills and wilderness as we headed towards the campgrounds for this year's ROMP called Live Oak Springs. A cozy little getaway nestled in the high hills and next to a little waterfall with tiny little cabins.  

Not 5 minutes after I registered at the resort for the event, I was ambushed and dominated by Sir Patrick, Sir Patrick's dominant Boss Alex, and Sir Jeremy.  Up to this point I had been on cum denial since the beginning of the week from Boss Alex and I had been literally pacing the floor back and forth in my apartment the night before, I was so hard up to shoot my load I couldn't think of anything else.  Cum denial seems tame, but after seven days of being incredibly horny, and forbidden to touch yourself under pain of consequences, all you can think about is the load that's building up inside of you and every second thought is that of the intense and wonderful release that awaits you at the end of your denial period.  Given how my weekend was starting out, I knew it was going to be an enjoyable one!

Dropping my bags in one of the cabins, I changed and went to meet and greet friends of mine, and then headed to the contest.  This would be the first contest I had ever attended which was not held in a bar or a hotel, but rather in the mountains, on a makeshift stage in the midst of nature.  Each contestant was incredibly hot, and this would also mark the first time Mr. San Diego Leather was held in the same contest as Ms. San Diego Leather.  Wish was competing by herself for Ms. San Diego Leather, and I know the feeling of going for a title as the only contestant for it. I can't imagine how it may have felt to her, being the only woman in a contest for women of leather, alongside a contest of only men.

The contest itself was fun, and very amusing, Alex's husband Lauren had a funny comedy routine, the speeches were well written, and the fantasies were hot! The winners were to be announced later that night, after heading back to the cabin and changing clothes, I headed off to dinner with Boss Alex, Sir Patrick, Daddy Eric, Sir Lauren, Scotty, and a few other friends who sat at our table.  The buffet provided was deliciously down home country style, BBQ-Baked Beans, BBQ Chicken, BBQ Beef, Bread Rolls, Cole Slaw, and Baked Potatoes. Absolutely wonderful.  

Sir Jeremy suggested I bid on a few items in the silent auction as they called for the last ten minutes for bidding.  I headed outside and looked at the tables.  He guided me over to a pair of chaps that were only going for $5, and were my size.  I bid $10.  I also saw a nice studded armband and wristband set also just for $5, and bid $10 once more.  I then tasted bidding fever for the first time.  Nervous over if I would win or not, but steady-minded enough not to hover and leave the chips to fall where they may.  They announced the winners of the competition and Aaron won Mr. San Diego Leather 2012, and Wish won Ms. San Diego Leather 2012! Congratulations to you both!  You two did a fantastic job!

When the celebration died down the silent auction winners were announced, and sure enough I won both items I had bid on, and walked away with a new pair of chaps and a wristband / armband set. It was my first silent auction as well as a great collection of gear.  I was then ambushed by Sir Patrick, Sir Jeremy, and Boss Alex in an attack of tickle torture.  I have a love/hate relationship with tickling, but having three handsome, sexy, dominant men torturing me at the same time was like a dream come true.  After prying myself from their fingers long enough to pay for my winnings and put them away, I went to meet them at the play party.  I had no idea what kind of night I was in for.

The entire day I had been playing a sadistic number game with Boss Alex.  Choosing numbers between 1 and 100, or a 1 and 15 to determine what would happen.  In any case I was always at Boss Alex's mercy, never knowing what the outcome of my number choices would be.  If I tried to choose something I thought would get me in the least amount of trouble or torture, I'd find out that he could easily flip the rules around and put me at the biggest disadvantage or in a huge predicament.  The game was completely one-sided and the only way to win was not to play, but that option was not available.  I was damned from the start.

I entered the play party tent and was tied to the St. Andrew's cross and told that due to the outcome of the game I would be tickled for 25 minutes.  I was tortured mercilessly, it was like a sexual hell.  Three doms, Sir Patrick, Sir Jeremy, Boss Alex, all three very handsome, sexy, and with sadistic gleams in their eyes, closing in on my helpless body with greedy hands and evil smiles.  I could do nothing but scream, thrash, and laugh until the breath threatened to leave my lungs forever.  My body was their plaything.  They tickled me, poked me, kissed me, jabbed me, Sir Jeremy stuffed his hanky in my mouth and spread my ass with his fingers.  Oh universe it hurt, my ass is sensitive and as much as it stung, something inside me didn't say stop.  At one point I went into a tortured madness, roaring at them "Keep it coming! I don't care!" I threw consequence to the wind!  I provoked them! I didn't say stop, I wanted to show them I was strong, I wanted to win in an unwinnable situation, but my body couldn't take any more, after 45 minutes, well after the designated torture time limit, but we were playing by Boss Alex's rules. I never had a time limit.  There were no rules, only his whim.  My body had finally reached its breaking point, I was reduced to begging for their mercy, and they granted it to me much to my gratitude.

I was untied and hugged closely, Boss Alex whispered in my ear that I was released from my obligations, that I could cum with his blessing.  I thanked my Sirs and followed Sir Jeremy back to his cabin in the late night darkness.  We stripped, and cuddled closely, naked bodies warm together in the wilderness, shielded by a tiny room in the hills.  Looking into his dark, sadistic gaze the more he toyed and tortured me on the cross made a deep submissive infatuation bloom in my heart for him.  We kissed in the darkness, he sucked my raging hard on, he rimmed my poor abused boy hole, and then he fucked me.  As much as I wanted him, and I wanted him very badly, my ass was abused and couldn't handle his massive manhood in my starving boyhole.  He thrust inside me gently, and filled me to the brim, and even then as he stabbed my insides I wanted to take more.  We swapped positions, and I rode him and finally, after seven long days of tortured horny hell, aching to cum, all the frustrations of the hours leading up to this moment, it all came out at once!  Three great surges of a climax of ecstasy blanketed Sir Jeremy's chest!  Fuck yes!

I couldn't move, I was far too exhausted, Sir Jeremy gently wiped us down and brought me into his arms.  I smiled weakly, so happy to be in his embrace in the darkness.  We drifted to sleep and the torturous night of passion came to an end.

In the morning I was granted the sight of one of the judges from the night prior getting a quick face-fucking with Sir Jeremy, the two men blew their loads, and I in turn blew mine over my own chest as I witnessed them, and I must say that was a great way to start a morning off.  Unfortunately my time with Sir Jeremy was cut short, as a call for me to get ready to leave came from downstairs.  A quick kiss farewell until the next time I would see his handsome face and taste his lips, and I was packed into the car with Sir Patrick.

What a great weekend.

Play Safe, dear readers.