My Foot Loving Dominatrix BFF
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I met my foot loving dominatrix at the health club, and became best friends forever with her after just one afternoon. She turned me on to the intensity, and pleasure of kinky sexual fun that I never imagined I'd ever do, and I never want to go back.
If my husband ever found out what I've been doing lately, he'd classify me as a slut, which is exactly what he'd like me to be I'm sure. But that's not at all what I see myself as. And for all I care, he can keep getting himself off on Internet porn, which I know he does, and I'll get off on some really hot sex in person, and without inhibition.
Unlike the actresses in the videos that inspired me to write
this story, I'm not model pretty like they are, and I don't
have a perfect body. But as I found out, I happen to be very sexual. I
also found out that I might not be as straight as I thought I was.
Then again, as my bi-sexual dominatrix BFF told me, "Even
straight women love getting off by other women when it's done the
way we do it."
When I met her at the health club, she and I were the only ones in the women's sauna. Shortly after she stepped in, she told me how nice my feet looked, and then we started chatting about all kinds of things.
Eventually, I guess because I needed to talk to somebody about it, I told her how sexless my married life was. "He watches porn all day, and doesn't even try to have sex with me anymore. "Not that I miss it with him," I her told her. "Sex with him was always so boring, and I can't even remember the last time I had a climax with him. Now all I do to get off is to masturbate."
She understood, which lead to her telling me what she did for a living, and that lead to a really interesting, and tempting offer.
"I'm guessing you're straight because you're married to a guy," she told me, "so I'm not suggesting that you try sex with a woman. But what I am suggesting is that you come over to my place so that I can show you what you've been missing."
She seemed awfully sure of herself, but then I thought to myself, "That's what she does for a living." Besides, I was genuinely curious about what a fully equipped dungeon looked like, and she seemed more than willing to show me.
"I am kind of curious," I told her, "but I wouldn't want to put you out."
"You wouldn't be putting me out at all," she assured me. "I always try to keep a coupe of days of the week free, and today happens to be one of those days."
"Today?" I asked with a nervous
laugh.
"Sure. Just as soon as we shower, and leave here," she told me. "If you think about it too much, and you put it off now, you'll probably never come over to see for yourself what you've been missing."
I knew she was right about that. "I guess I could come over," I told her rather sheepishly.
"Of course you can," she assured me. "You'll love it."
So I agreed to follow her over to her place, which was only
minutes away from the club. Her house was spectacular, and it afforded
great views of the ocean as I soon learned when she gave me a tour. If
she hadn't told me what she did for a living, you'd never guess just
by looking at her house, or by looking around inside. At least not
right away. You'd have to go down into her basement, which in
California is unusual since most houses don't have basements.
Remember when she told me how nice my
feet looked? As I soon learned, she has a foot fetish for women's
feet. I also learned that she has a fetish for tickling as well, but I
didn't know this until she revealed it to me after she had secured me
completely naked on the same kind of bondage device that you can see
in the 1st video below.
I didn't actually think that I'd do anything more than just look around at what she had in her dungeon, but I kind of couldn't help myself after I had gotten stoned with her thanks to some 420 she shared with me. Nonetheless, I happily let her do to me whatever she wanted so that, as she put it, I could give myself a really special treat.
Part of the arousal, which she explained is more common than you'd think, was being helplessly restrained. Even though I was nervous about being secured so helplessly, I can happily tell you it was a rush to be stimulated, and sexually ravished with no way to stop what she was doing.
Actually, she did give me "red" and "yellow" safe words, literally those very words, which are self-explanatory, but I never needed to use them even though there were times when I thought I might yell out, "Red!"
Those times were when the tickling got a little too intense, or
the forced orgasms she induced from me were almost too much for me to
take. Overwhelming, but intensely pleasurable!
Check out this first video to give you an idea of what I
enjoyed. The thing is, it's kind of mild in comparison to the way she
took full advantage of my willingness to let her have her way with me.
1st Video:
By the time she finished having her way with me, and making me
cum so many times that I lost count, I knew that I'd be back, and so
did she. I was given a standing invitation to come back anytime as
long as she had some free time. It was hard for me not to ask if I
could come back the next day, and she sensed my desire to come back
sooner than later.
"I have some free time next week, same day, and same time if you want to come over," she told me.
I told her that I would love to come over again.
"I might even have a really nice surprise for you," she added with a knowing laugh.
Of course she wouldn't tell me what the surprise was, and I
thought about what it could be the entire week. When I came back, she
restrained me on a different bondage device like the one you see in
the 2nd video below. She also revealed my surprise without a word
being said until I realized myself what her surprise was.
She had arranged for a lover of hers to come over to help her
get me off, which included a lot of foreplay pleasuring that drove me
wild in the most satisfying ways. Since then, I've been over to her
house several times.
2nd Video:
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