First BDSM

I have a friend (Carrie) who is fully into BDSM. She has told me stories that would make a sailor blush. For me, the stories speak to her pushing her limits and or exploring deep rooted desires. As the years have progressed, I have naturally wondered if I could endure or if I would enjoy an experience like this.

After many stories and hours of thought, I decided to visit Mistress Elizabeth and Sir Todd. I took my friend Carrie with me.

As we entered the dungeon, the first thing I noticed was the a frame bench. Next was the cross. Next was the thing you put your hands and head in…lol. The wall was covered in whips, chains, harnesses, strap on dildos and things I cannot even fathom what they are used for. Gulp. Carrie noticed my apprehension and held my hand and a calm came over me.

Sir Todd came out first. Then Mistress Elizabeth. The would intimidation is the only word to describe my feelings. Carrie whispered, I am here. After a brief discussion, I was asked to change into my panties and bra or, if comfortable, to strip down naked. Carrie calmly said do whatever you are comfortable doing. If you want, I can do it with you. I asked her would she really do that and she said yes. She asked for permission from Mistress and Sir and we both got fully naked.

We were on face to face benches. My pussy had never felt so open and exposed. The left our hands free so Carrie could hold my hand. My feet were chained down and a vibrator was secured under my pussy and clit. Fuck me, I was in trouble.

A warm hand touched my ass. Smack! Smack! Smack! And then the vibrator turned on. I could feel my ass turn red and my clit swell. I tried to smile at Carrie, but my pussy was in fire enough where my face could not hide it. I came a couple of times in the bench.

The cross was next. The feel of a whip snapping on your skin is surreal. Snap! Snap! Snap! He flogged my pussy into an uncontrolled state of need, only allowing me to cum when Mistress gave me permission. Carrie had the same.

The last thing we did was face to face Sybians. The torment they inflicted on my ass and pussy was enough to make me kiss and touch Carrie, who literally was face to face with me. My mind thought it had no other way to calm down than to kiss Carrie touched every part of me. When we were given permission to cum, we held each others hands and kissed.

This was an experience of a lifetime and one that I will have to do again in the future.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Aug 24, 2023 at 6:27 AM

Sybians are the absolute BEST! I've loved each and every one of my experiences on them. They seem to send me into a whole different reality... Cheryl

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by Anonymous on Aug 24, 2023 at 7:46 PM

Cheryl, the Sybian literally and signal handed has made me open to bisexual experiences. I used the word torment, but that may not be the correct word either. When your hands cannot stop pulling on your nipples or rough fingering your clit or you cannot catch your breath or better yet, cannot stop cumming, the experience can go any direction for you. Carrie, who by the way was a completely willing participant, soaked the entire Sybian that tormented her too. When Mistress and Sir mercifully allowed us to stop riding the machines, I rolled off, jammed my legs closed and laid on the floor in a ball gasping for air. This fucking machine obliterated my pussy physically and changed my mind about sexual experiences in the future.

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