Mine and Kyle’s D/s relationship was…interesting. There have been three intense Doms in my life and he was definitely one of them. Side note: I do best with intense Doms; I thrive on their strict behaviour. So this wasn’t a bad thing.

We always had very interesting sessions. They were always very lengthy, from 2-3 ½ hours. Yes, I was always very tired by the end. I felt good and used, but in a good way.

The sessions would typically commence with him wanting to tend to my sexual needs. He was very giving in that way, and he enjoyed going down on a woman. He did that for a good amount of time, about 20 minutes, which generally equalled to two orgasms.

Then…it was his turn. He thoroughly enjoyed blow jobs, so I was to do that a lot! Every time. It amazes me just how different every man is when it comes to what they like with a blow job. I always had to learn what turned each Dom I was with on in regards to that. Doms, you’d be surprised how different each of you are in what you like!

I learned to pay attention, not only to what they verbally told me they liked, but also to their body language as I was doing it.

Back to what was involved in our sessions. There were things that would typically happen every time, but there were also different things that would happen too. So, for example, he liked to restrain me with cuffs on my wrists behind my back around a pole, while he would thrust into my mouth vigorously. He would also have sex with me tied up at times. This happened every time.

He would sometimes whip me with his flogger, until it finally fell apart from how hard he whipped me with it. It was a little bit funny, I’m not going to lie. But then, he went to the store one day and bought what we referred to as the “devil’s tongue”. Now, I am good with pain, but this thing was quite painful, I must say. He would hit me with it, not full force, and it would sting!

So, that became his new favourite punishment for me. Of course. If I got out of line, all he would have to do is threaten that and I would usually smarten up immediately…but not always (hehe).

There was one day I was to go to his place and I was being sassy in some texts to him beforehand. Once I arrived to his place, he commanded me to get naked and into a child’s pose position in the middle of his living room floor. I complied. He then took out the “devil’s tongue” and had a little chat with me as I was completely exposed and at his mercy.

His chat consisted of re-reading my texts out loud to me, to which I sat there, face down, giggling. He was reading them in an amused way, but he did use the devil’s tongue on me to teach me a lesson.

Kyle lived in an apartment, in a house. When he would punish me with whippings, sometimes I would be loud with moans when it would hurt a lot. He was always telling me to be quiet or he would go out and buy a ball gag to shut me up himself. Welllll, that’s what he ended up doing.

One day, I was about to leave to come to his place, but this time he had strict instructions for me when I got there. He had two doors that led to his apartment, but they were only accessible to him, no others that lived there.

His instructions were that I would come in the first doorway, and there would be a blindfold and ball gag hanging on the door knob to the second door. I was to put both on, and come in the door. He would then be there to guide me to where he wanted me. I obeyed.

He had this one wall close by that had these hooks on it. He put the cuffs on me and restrained my wrists above my head in a “v” position. He enjoyed the fact that I had the ball gag in my mouth and that I couldn’t make any noise. He had all the power and he loved it. So did I.

He then made this a regular thing, for me to get there, put the ball gag and blindfold on, and enter. On another day, I did this, and he wanted me to shower with him, with the blindfold on. That was sexy but also quite intimate. He was dominant but also sweet in the sense that he bathed me.

There were always slight differences in each of our sessions, so it was never dull. However due to the lengthy two or so hour long time frames, it usually completely exhausted me.

I will end it here for today. My time with Kyle was not always good. My next post will be a difficult one to share, or even type out for that matter. Until then…