My Foray Into Light BDSM

I was starting to question my relationship.   I hadn’t fucked anyone else in over a month.

I spent Saturday night with her and her mother at one of her family member’s graduation parties.

It wasn’t bad…. until I wanted to go.  But her mother didn’t, she was too busy drinking.

I wound up baby-sitting my girlfriend’s mother that night and we finally got her to leave.  Needless to say I didn’t get laid that night.   I think that was the night when the thoughts of getting out of this relationship first started to creep into my mind.

I mean.. it was a Saturday night and I spent it playing Taboo with her family and baby-sitting her drunk mother.  I could’ve been out at a club partying and fucking with new girls.  Actually, I had planned to – I thought we were just going there to eat dinner, didn’t know we’d be there all night…

I hate feeling trapped somewhere when I’m ready to go.

Monday, we at lunch together, I fucked her in a nearby parking garage and then went back to work.

I had originally invited her over Tuesday to watch a movie, but by Tuesday I was wavering.

So…. I flaked.

At the last minute.

She responded with some sarcastic ass “Oh okay, thanks for letting me know” text, but sarcasm doesn’t go over well in texts.  I ignored it though.

The next night I went over Accounting Chick’s apartment.  Just for something different.  She still has a boyfriend though, and she’s still not letting me hit it.

When I was leaving Accounting Chick’s at around 1am, I decided I’ll be nice and call the LTR.

No answer… no worries, maybe she’s asleep.

I went home and passed out.  I was mad tired.

I wake up to what I thought was the sound of my alarm at 6am to go to work, I wake up, get out of bed, and ready to start getting ready for work when I realize my phone is ringing – it’s the LTR.  Why is she up at 6am?  I was confused.   I answer and she says she was out and she’s headed home now… what the fuck, she was out all night?  Who does that on a Wednesday?  She’s talking to too many other people in the car, so I just hang up the phone.

Then, I realize it’s only 2am.  I go and take a piss.   She calls me back.   Now, I give her hell for calling me at 2am and then I hang up on her again.

She calls me back again.   I continue to throw sheer rage at her incompetence for calling me at 2am knowing I have work in the morning.  This time she hangs up on me.

I say fuck it, and decide to try to go to sleep, but I’m still fucking pissed off.

Then, my phone buzzes…. text message:

2:33 am:  If there’s a prob u can just lose my number.  It’ll prob make things easier anyway since you obviouslyyy don’t care much abt me.

Is this bitch serious?   That’s it.  That’s the third time she’s told me to lose her number…. shit’s like the boy who cried wolf, at some point you just say fine, fuck it, done, fin.

So, I respond

2:40 am:  You’re a fucking idiot.  Fine.  This relationship is over.  Don’t contact me anymore.

Then I plug my phone into the charger and turn over to go to sleep.   And guess what?  The fucking phone rings.

It’s her of course.  I answer.

Is that really what you think of me?  You think I’m a fucking idiot?   And blah, blah, blah….

I don’t know what happens, but somehow we make up and I get really fucking horny and then I go to sleep.

What is it with making up with a girl after fighting with her that makes you super horny for her all over again by the way?  Shit’s crazy.

Anyway.. the next morning she texts me,

9:10 am:  Good mid-morning?:) Sorry for keeping you up last night.  Have a good day at work

After she sends that text, I think back to how horny I was the night before when we made up initially, I also think about my recent sexual to-do list that I pretty much copied off of Gmac.  I want to do something with this…

I look up hotel rooms – Priceline “name your own price” for the win.

I google BDSM.

I tell the LTR to meet me at a hotel room tonight, but I don’t tell her why.  I imagine she’ll go for it.  She’s pretty sexually submissive to me.

I take off work about an hour early because I’m still tired, but I get one of my co-workers to just clock me out when he leaves, so I’m getting paid for it regardless.

Then I head to the sex shop and buy basically a BDSM starter kit – comes with handcuffs, a blindfold, a whip, and a feather.

I also buy some flavored massage oil and a vibrator… I’ve never used a vibrator on a girl before.. .fuck it, what the hell.

I head to the hotel room, check in and take a nap.

I hide the blindfold and handcuffs on top of the nightstand, but everything else I tuck away in the top drawer.

After napping for a couple of hours, I head out to grab a bite to eat, and then I decide to pop over to the drug store and buy a cheap bottle of wine to set the mood.

When the girl arrives, I realize I don’t have a corkscrew, but I somehow manage to unscrew the cork with a steak knife, so we’re good.

We relax and finish of the bottle of wine while watching an episode of Family Guy.

I get up to take a piss and come back and she already has her pants off and vagina out.  What the hell?

I kiss her and take her shirt and bra off too.. then lay her on her stomach and tell her I’m going to give her a massage.   While I’m massaging her with the massage oil, I grab her hands and handcuff them behind her.

“What the hell?  Ummm…. I’m scared.”

I give her a safe word and tell her to relax and then I blindfold her and go back to massaging her.

I turn her over and open my drawer and pull out the feather first.

“What is that?  What is that?  Oh… oh… it’s a feather..”   says the blindfolded, handcuffed girl.

Next I pull out the vibrator, when she hears me open the drawer, she says, “oh my gosh, I should’ve checked to see what all you had in that drawer before I laid down.”  Then, when I turned the vibrator on… she says “oh my gosh is that what I think it is?  That’ll be a first for me too…”

For the next hour I barrage her with my tongue, fingers, vibrator, whip and feather making her squeal and squirm and scream all over the bed, before I finally decide to fuck her.

I move her blindfolded ass around the room and handcuff her to various things and just have my way with her however I want.

I even take a few pictures and a  short video on my phone of me hitting it from the back – none of which she knows about, because she was blindfolded.

Overall, it was a lot of fun.   Not something I’d want to do every time I have sex, but something I definitely enjoyed.