Every Last Thought

He catches her dozing, the book upside down against her tits. Smut again. In that moment, he wanted to punish her – for all the dirty thoughts she had been thinking and keeping to herself.

He crept into the bedroom and began to undress. Freeing his thick, hard cock from his pants felt like heaven. He wanted to play but he kept focused on the mission forming in his mind.

Just as she began to stir, he threw himself on her, tossing the book aside carefully so as not to damage it. He filled her to the brim with his cock and held himself there, looking into her eyes.

“Here’s what we are going to do.” He said as she whimpered underneath him, her eyes bleary with sleep. “I’m going to edge you until you tell me every. Last. Thought. That’s been in your mind as you’ve been reading your smut. Nod if you understand.”

She nodded, licking her lips wet between another adorable fucking whimper.

By the time He was done with her, she was a mess of a person – anguished sobs wracked her body as she felt it all – relief, denial, at the shame of confessing every filthy thought and perverse fantasy. He held her though, arms safe and secure despite endlessly fucking and teasing himself and herself to the brink.

Sleep came for them then.

My Email Is Still Active!

I just wanted to put out this little note-blog thing to say that my email address for the blog – darkanddominant@hotmail.com – is certainly active and I do still check it frequently throughout the week.

I’ve had a lovely stranger write in and ponder if my email was active and whether their words would reach me. On the off chance that there are others out there – newcomers, new readers, people working up courage, I don’t know – please know that whatever you pour into an email doesn’t go unread or unheard or off into the yonder. I read and respond to every email. So please don’t be dissuaded by that.

I don’t know if that quells anyone’s minds or whether I’m writing to no one but I thought I should put it out there just in case!

Have a lovely weekend!

TD&D

February Q/A!

1. I know it’s more common for a submissive to develop feeling for his/her Dominant, so has one of your submissives ever admitted to having feelings for you? How did you handle it? Have you ever fallen in love with one of your submissives and did you act on those feelings?

My current relationship is actually my first 24/7ish D/s relationship and by the time we discovered we were both kinky, we had developed feelings. So I have fallen in love with A submissive, but I didn’t own her before hand.

I don’t think I could exist in a situation where I could have a submissive and not have that affection. Does that make sense? I’m very…I don’t know, heartfelt? Or just sensitive or emotional. Like, if I’m going to dominate someone, there has to be some serious affection there.

I know that when people have asked me to help them as a sort of BDSM mentor, I acted as a stern alarm for whatever they needed reminding with, like shaking off putting a gym workout off. But that’s not a D/s thing, they aren’t my dominant or submissive, I’m just a life coach in certain situations.

2. A good partner can be hard to find. With that being said, sometimes, your partner ends up being on the other side of the globe. Have you ever had a play partner that was long distance? If so, how did you handle the distance? 

I have! And it gets awkward trying to work around time zones, especially if it’s a few dats in a row and you’re just exhausted by the early mornings or late nights. But it’s certainly manageable after a developed structure!

Plus it’s so much easier now! You have Skype and the Internet and phones and other chat things. Back in my day, we’re talking 2005 now haha, I had to sit on a computer and plug in a clunky webcam and watch as my play partner lagged on the screen.

But how did I handle the distance? A lot of scheduling and a lot of Skype. Calls on the way to work, calls coming from work. The little moments yeah? Hearing her pant from her caffeinated brisk walk. Those are fond memories.

There’s more to that though. Since I’m a dork for the psychological interaction between a dominant and submissive, long distance allowed more opportunity for those little things. Like exercises she could do, that I gave her, that would keep her mind on me and her submission. These tasks were to send a selfie of a morning or to write my name across her tits. Little things that felt like they would linger.

3. What do you think is your craziest or weirdest kink? Are you able to persuade your submissives to dive into those kinks with you?

Well, there’s two things that I think are my craziest and weirdest kinks. Nope, three. There’s three now that are sharing the spot. I just thought of another.

I think the first one is my more primal self. My kitten is definitely primal but sometimes I just want to run naked through the wild and just roll in the mud. I feel like she’d be way more shy than I to do that. She is quite reserved. So while I can happily walk through the door with her into pet play or being more outspoken like a primal, I don’t think she shares the same feral animal energy that I have.

What was the second thing? Oh! Looking into her eyes as she plays. Having her look at me while she plays. To me, that’s incredibly sexy. To look into someone’s eyes as they play. Watching their eyes widen, lips trembling, soft moans come out as they are forced to watch me. I feel like I’m seeing so much more of that person in that moment. But also, at the same time, I can’t shake the feeling of a predatory serial killer. Too many horror movies.

The third thing is a silly, humorous thing. I bought DC underwear for my kitten – so think Riddler print, Poison Ivy. I’ll link a photo! Look. It’s a geeky thing, mainly. I just like seeing her in the underwear. So if you have underwear with, like, Batman or Joker or other super heroes, I wholeheartedly approve!

4. Do you believe in having only one submissive at a time or do you like to have multiple at once? If you have multiple, have you ever made multiple submissives play with each other?

I don’t think I could do multiple submissive at once, mainly because I would only want to focus on one soul at a time and explore that mind.

But also because I’m a possessive dominant slightly. I wouldn’t want the hypothetical second submissive to be seeing a hypothetical second dominant. I’d want her all to myself, thus creating a paradoxical event due to my wanting one soul at a time but having two. Does that make sense? I feel I’m getting tangled in my own head.

5. I believe that once you’ve found your “perfect” match, you should hold onto them. What qualities would you look for in your “forever” sub?

Someone that shared a lot of my interests, sexual and otherwise, but also had a whole treasure chest of their own for us to explore. Someone that I could sit down with at the end of the day and laugh and be sarcastic with and share a beautiful emotional bond with.

Someone who was the masochist to my Sadist, who is hungry to ask and explore and discover. Someone who is as dorky or geeky as I am, who likes their sci-fi or anime or such as much as they like their ass being whipped or their nipples pulled, but who likes cuddles in the winter as much as choking in the summer.

More than that, I just want them to be themselves. Because I would want to explore who that person is inside and out.

6. Is sexual dominance and submissiveness learned or something one is born with?

Maybe both! I want to say they are born with the traits there that will develop into either dominant or submissive but maybe it’s just a development. Maybe it comes from our relationships with our parents, the media we grow with. Some people – who don’t like kink or BDSM – I feel like they don’t want to peel back the curtain and see into the shadowy parts of the mind. They’re happy living in their lives and that’s great. But I feel like there are those that want to explore these other tendencies, that have that aspect in their brain right? It’s just there in them as opposed to others.

Maybe that leads kinky folk down a path of self-examination. I don’t know. I’m not a psychologist, I’m just a musing writer, standing naked with a hard on on a hilltop asking the questions to the Gods.

I know I had an interest in other things in life – I started watching horror movies. I liked the idea of the scared naked teen getting stalked. I know I gravitated towards heavy metal – heavier music, heavier themes.

I know I woke up one day and later would explore humiliation and degradation with a girlfriend, thrilled by the edge, by the unknown and how that made me feel.

But why? Your guess is as good as mine.

This was fun! We should do it again. If you have any questions or these questions brought on new questions, be my guest and ask away.

So This Blog Has Been Running For Five Years Today.

^ I never used to be comfortable with choking until my current partner, my kitten, egged me on like the low-key shit stirrer she knows she can be. That’s why I used this picture. Once upon a time, I used to squirm at choking. I used to feel nothing but distraught and guilt. I still do but now, at least, it comes with a level of horniness, precise control and sadistic glee.

But hello! Happy Thursday! According to WordPress, today marks the five year anniversary of this here blog. Since I’m sentimental about time measurement, I thought I’d indulge in a little note here.

I can’t start a sentence with a ‘I just want to thank…’ without thinking I’m accepting an award BUT I do genuinely want to thank each and every reader out there – the lurkers, the ones who found the courage to ask questions for themselves, the ones who trusted me enough to take me on as a mentor – or life coach, I suppose. Or is that lifestyle coach? Either way, I thank you for your endless support, your constructive criticisms, your challenging and friendly debates and your presence alone.

This blog has been an invaluable source of inspiration and growth for me, as has the people who comment in because concepts have arisen that have helped me reflect upon myself – such as that time I co-wrote a piece with a fellow writer about sadism and why I’m that way. But I feel like I’m still growing and finding things out about myself.

If I learned one thing about this experience, as both a human and a dominant, it’s that writing out my thoughts and reflecting has helped. So don’t let time slip by you. Challenge your thoughts, be who you want to be. Write for yourself. And don’t forget, as long as I’m running this weird blog, you’re never out of an anxiety buddy or someone to unload to!

One last thing. I’m always open to suggestions or things you’d like to see a focus on for this blog. If there’s something you’d like to hear about, let me know! Because chances are, it’s a window open for me.

TMI Tuesday!

1. What time of the day do you feel the most energetic and what do you usually do in those moments?

It changes from time to time. I know I do a lot of writing for the blog and for myself at night. I know that, at night, I feel at my most primal and that in itself can give me energy.

In these moments, I usually write like a madman. I scribble openings to stories on my phone, I write a blog post, I structure my Master / slave story set in Valhalla. I generally get lost in working on the canvas that is my crazy mind. The result is what you read!

2. What’s the coolest thing about your life?

Oooh, I’m not sure. Being in a position where I have my own place and a super, sexy and smart partner is pretty darn cool. So are my dogs and my goofball cat. So is this blog, which has been invaluable source of growth and inspiration for me, not to mention putting me in contact with some lovely minds. Meeting others like me out there, being able to mentor some. That’s…well, more than cool, that’s beautiful.

I have a lot of toys from my favourite movies. That’s cool. I don’t know what the coolest is!

3. When are you most yourself?

Actually, probably this blog. My deepest fantasies, my expressions of the many sides of myself, are all here unfiltered and ready for anyone to digest. I don’t really have a filter and I do my best to not second guess myself and edit what I’ve written.

Beyond that, I’m most myself around those I feel comfortable around. My partner, my family, my friends. Especially my partner (my kitten) who sees what I express to the blog but in person!

4. Would you rather be an ugly genius or a hot moron?

Oh definitely an ugly genius. I pretty much slip into the character of Igor or Quasimodo for shits and giggles, much to the dismay of my friends! So I’m halfway there. Think of the things I could create if I were a genius! I don’t know what that would be but I’m sure I’d think of something!

5. Would you abandon your phone, internet, family, and friends for three months for a prize of 1 million dollars?

I would but I wouldn’t call it abandoned. I’d totally let them know about it first hand so everyone knew and wouldn’t panic or anything. Then I’d catch up on the list of books I wanted to read or the list of games to play.

I don’t know how long I’d last. I might make a friend out of a ball and call it Hunk and dance naked around it like the feral primal that’s in me. But I’d try.

Bonus: If you could wave a magic wand right now and have your life be perfect, what would that new life look like?

Pretty much how my life is now, except probably with little things around the house fixed!

Kneel For Me

How do I feel about kneeling?

I think it is a beautiful, soulful exchange. There’s something tender and touching about it, something exhilarating and erotic. About guiding her posture and looking into her eyes. About helping her to recite her mantra when she feels down or flat, so that she may be feel some semblance of how I see her.

O! If only I could create a gateway from my mind to hers, so she could see once and for all how I feel about her, as my friend and my pet and my whore and my submissive. How I’ve been wanting to write about her eyes but no world has never felt good enough to sketch in.

But it goes beyond just wanting that for her, it goes beyond wanting to lift her up. There’s a slight possessiveness, laced with a stab of guilt, at wanting to see her like no one else has. Of having – stealing – this moment in time to share together. Of feeling an insatiable, incredible desire that yearns for control and protocol and rules in a way I still don’t understand. This is a part that wrestles with other parts of me. Most times I want to earn her trust, that right to have her kneel. Most times I want to be worthy.

Sometimes I want to be greedy. I want to take. To force. To humiliate and degrade.

“Oh look at you, you poor tormented thing. Look how eager you are, how hard your nipples are. You’ve got it bad”. She’s got it bad, I think? No. I’ve got it bad. Sometimes my mind runs to sadistic tangents and fantasies. Sometimes it doesn’t care because it just wants the view of her bare ass, reflecting back at me from the full length mirror, ready to be marked red.

But there’s beauty in that sadism, beauty in the squeaks and gasps and cries and quiet “Yes, Sir.” or “Sorry, Sir. I couldn’t help myself.”

There’s beauty in these exchanges, on this day or the next.

Wouldn’t you agree?

I’m Gathering Questions for a later Q/A so Ask Me Anything!

Hullo ladies and gentlemen!

We’re at the end of February, seasons will be shifting soon and moods will be changing. I thought that now would be a good time to put it out there that I’d love to do another Q/A with my readers – new or regular.

Anything goes, really. There’s no boundaries to anything you want to ask. It can be about your own journey, it can be about me or something I’ve written, it could be about something you want me to write about, it could be questions about dating or D/s or — anything. For me, as long as you’re comfortable, the sky is the limit!

Please feel free to ask via commenting below or you are always welcome, submissive male or female, dominant female or male, slave, pet, newbie – whoever! – to write to me personally. You can reach me at my Twitter or at my email – darkanddominant@hotmail.com

I’ll be hoarding questions and answering them sometime in this last week of Feb so don’t worry about having too many. The only silly question is the one not asked!

Have a beautiful weekend!