BDSM isn’t all pleasure, sometimes BDSM is about the pain. Intense, amazing pain. I went to my local Dom, someone who I went to when I just needed that physical release of being in charge followed with some pain. Just looking at me he knew exactly what my body and mind needed. I needed an amazing escape from my life and he was just the man to deliver it.

He had me strip down to absolutely nothing and kneel before him on the floor. As I was on my knees, head bowed before him he came up to me. Brushing the hair out of my face, he tilted my head up to look at him. He brushed his thumb over my lips before sliding his fingers down my cheek to run around my neck. It sent chills through me as he stepped behind me.

He placed a thick leather collar around my neck and fastened it into place. I knew then there was no going back. I was his submissive to do with whatever he pleased. That’s the pleasure of BDSM. The giving yourself over completely to someone else. He leaned down and whispered in my ear.

“From this point on your body and mind are mine to do with what I please little girl.”

He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me over to the St. Andrews Cross and cuffed me onto it facing him. He put a blindfold over my eyes and a ball gag in my mouth. He grabbed something off the wall and came back to me. I heard it sing through the air right before I felt the smack. I let out a whimper as it landed on my right inner thigh. The next few smacks started to blur. He hit my legs, arms, breasts.

The pain was sending me into a high. He’d hit me softly and then hard and then harder still. He then switched to a leather flogger. I only knew that because it went from a stingy pain to a nice thuddy one. He worked over my breasts, making my nipples super hard and sensitive. Then moving on to my pussy and hitting my clit. Over and over he beat my clit, leaving me near sagging in my restraints.

The pain was almost too much, yet I craved more!

Noticing I was about to drop, he stopped and undid the restraints. Leading me over to a bench he had me bend over it. Baring my ass for his pleasure. He tied my wrists to the legs and put a spreader bar on my ankles. Making sure I couldn’t clench my legs closed. I felt as he ran his hand down my spine, to my tailbone and then to my ass. He rubbed my ass, relaxing me into his touch before landing a nice smack to it.

The switch from pleasure to pain was intense. Every smack on my ass sent a thrill right to my pussy. He went and grabbed a cane and started on my calves, slowing working his way up my legs to my ass then to my back. Leaving nice little welts along the way. He beat me for what seemed like hours. Sending me into subspace over and over.
Once done with me he untied me, took the blindfold and ball gag out and took me over to a bed. He knew I was about to crash from my subspace and would need to be lying down. He grabbed a blanket and pulled me into him. Holding me as the shaking started and playing with my hair. Helping me slowly come back to Earth and adjust to my surroundings.

He truly is an amazing Dominant. Knowing just how to push my body in ways most could only dream of. Because of him, it brings my fetish phone sex to the next level. BDSM is an amazing escape from your everyday life and finding the right person to use and abuse you is just the cherry topping. I left him completely satisfied yet as always craving more of that harsh touch he gives to well.