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Two cocks

Posted in A Weekend to Remember, Simons Side, Spanking, Submission Memories, To be continued... on 18 September 2009 by Simon

It seems so contrary right now; in I’m my collar and leash and you just used my mouth to get off. But I can imagine a night with you blindfolded from six pm until you wake the next day.

No sight.

He is over and we are having an evening. You are the prop; the toy

And you can never be sure who is what.

We would tease you all evening. Make you provide services. You’d know who was who sonetimes. Other times though … Ultimately you’d do what you are told. And you’d like it.

When it was time to sleep you’d be surrounded by two men, two sets of arms, and totally comfortable with two cocks.

Cleaning duties

Posted in Cravings, sex, Simons Side, Submission Memories on 4 June 2009 by Simon

The last time Ava had me tied to the bed (before the past one) she did something I’ve never done before; after we were done she positioned herself over my face in a way that silently forced me to lick her pussy clean of my cum and her juices. As I drank from her she began to use my face and tongue causing more and more work for me until I was full and bathed in our salty sweet mixture. Of all that happened that evening – being tied, spanked, blindfolded, teased and used; Ava forcing me to drink my cum from her made me feel completely at her mercy and service.

Talking yesterday evening as Ava rode me (unbound) she let me know that starting today Iwould be cleaning my cum from her whenever and wherever it was left; pussy, mouth, body, ass. This morning after I had chosen a blowjob over masturbation she reminded me again.

Whether I cum voluntarily – Ava gives me a choice; or otherwise – I am used; I know that I will be responsible for cleaning Ava’s body after. Thinking about that now makes me unbelievably hard.

Naked Evenings

Posted in sex, Simons Side, Spanking, Submission Memories on 1 June 2009 by Simon

Looking back over the past several months I realize that i’d spent a lot of time thinking about my sexuality from a submissive perspective.  Ava and I both enjoy playing the roles on both ends of the dominant / submissive spectrum, but left free to wander, my thoughts more often float towards the latter.  This feeling was enhanced a while back when Ava decided (without warning or request) that she would like to take charge.  It was an incredible experience that’s permeated my fantasies and stoked my submissive flame quite frequently since.  Ava has agreed to explore it further with me.

Complications in our lives have kept this dynamic on the back burner.

This past Friday around 4:30 Ava managed to get a nap in while I was taking a shower.  When I was done I went into the bedroom to find her sleeping.  I laid down naked beside her and dozed off thinking only of sleep (we’ve been busy).  When we both awoke Miss Ava told me I wasn’t allowed clothes for the rest of the evening.  I went instantly hard; which prompted a few more instructions:

I was allowed to go about my evening’s business (I had a lot of work to do) but I was to work to keep my cock hard at all times.  When I got up to do anything I was to stroke my cock and present it to Miss Ava.  An hour or so of this and I was near orgasm with every touch of my hand or her lips – she liked the teasing.  Occasionally I was made to kiss Ava’s breasts through her shirt (she enjoys being touched through cloth).  During the whole evening we were talking over instant messenger about my submission (our “verbal” conversation was “normal” evening stuff).  We were also shopping for cock rings and gags and dildos, which only added to the pressure.

We had dinner and settled down to watch TV.  For the next several hours I was fondled and pushed to the edge again and again until Ava declared that she would like to use me.  In the bedroom I was tied to the bed and after Ava pleased herself by riding my face, she settled onto my cock giving me specific instructions not to cum.

In this I failed.

As Miss Ava wrapped her pussy around me I could feel the orgasm approaching way too quickly to stop.  My begging Miss Ava to let me regain control was met with harder thrusts until we came together.  Then I was left tied and alone for a while.

I was used again but able to keep myself from cuming this time.  Miss Ava wasn’t happy about my failure to follow instructions though and I was flipped over, hands retied, and spanked soundly.  Ava has spanked me this hard before but stopped when she thought I had asked her to stop.  Part of our new agreement is that when she is in control she doesn’t have to “check in’ with me anymore.  She thought I needed a harder beating; I got one.  The result was a red, sore, hot ass.

We stayed up a bit longer and I was allowed to put on pajama pants.  I went to sleep that evening hopeful that Miss Ava got what she wanted / knowing that I did.

Today it was brought to my attention that I failed in another thing last Friday; I didn’t write here as I was told to.  While we were shopping online Miss Ava told me to post images of the toys I liked and why I liked them.  I’ve been told that I needed another naked evening as a result.

Once again I am rock hard.

Storage Closet

Posted in sex, Simons Side, Spanking, Submission Memories on 29 April 2009 by Simon

So as it turns out we didn’t need to be as quiet or slow as I’d thought and Ava handled stealth like a pro.  We came home late from our date but as we approached our apartment building we made a detour to a basement level entrance that is never used this late.  I don’t remember why we decided to head that way.

As soon as the door shut I was spun around and slammed hard against the wall.  I’m stronger than Ava but nine months of toting our baby around combined with booze and surprise rendered me unable to react.  By the time I even registered anything Ava was forcibly removing my belt and biting my neck; telling me what was going to happen while squeezing my cock through my unzipped jeans.  My resistance melted as her grip tightened.

Whispered conversation about needing just a little more privacy led us to a storage locker hallway around the corner from where we were standing; it’s secluded and locked and dark.  With my pants undone and falling down and my belt wrapped around Ava’s hand, I was pushed to unlock the door and get inside with a sharp command and nip from the belt.  As I turned to lock the door behind us Ava pulled my pants and briefs all the way down; leaving me exposed and breathless in the dark.  Some harder slaps from the belt and I was on my knees with my face pressed to the dirty floor while Ava straddled my back.  From my position my hands were pinned underneath me and I could see under the door out into the hallway; from hers, Ava could do whatever she wanted.

I was well and thoroughly handled.

After the rapid sequence that brought me to the floor Ava seemed to take her time; lulling me to relax with gentle touches from her hands and tongue, sucking on my balls and teasing my ass.  As I relaxed and began to moan I felt an amazing sting from the belt I forgot she had; the slaps and her words brought me back to where I was.  The semi-public space forced me to keep silent as she continued to work over my ass with her hands and my belt, penetrating me with her fingers and tongue, stroking my cock hard and fast, then back to the spanking…

I don’t remember how long this went on but I was not allowed to cum.  Eventually I was brought up to standing by my hair and told to dress.  I was given further instructions about what would happen once we were back in our apartment.  I would continue to be her toy, only this time in silence.

As we walked upstairs Ava reminded me that I had just been beaten, sucked, slapped, spanked and penetrated on the dirty floor of a storage locker hallway.  She told me next time there would be pictures, she would take her time, and not worry about how I felt.  As we reentered “normal“ life my head was swimming with anticipation.

Speaking of boots.

Posted in Pictures, sex, Submission Memories on 3 February 2009 by Ava

Boot

Submit-Remember 1

Posted in sex, Simons Side, Submission Memories on 23 November 2008 by Simon

It’s important to write down what’s in my head when it happens; especially after a marathon session like we had this past Friday night. I do remember a few things. Here is the list in no particular order and assume that these will be elaborated on in future posts.

  • Ava is more open; aggressive when she’s had some booze.  I’d hoped to encourage her to be more of those things by making her drinks stronger.  It worked well.
  • Ava enjoys spanking me – hard.  She confessed as we were almost complete that she would have loved to keep me tied down and beat me harder.
  • The thought of that makes me weak.
  • Kneeling in the bathroom next to the shower waiting for Ava to finish, I noticed that she kept wiping the steam from the windows.  The bathroom lights were out but I felt like she was sharing herself with the apartments across the way, me out of sight, on the floor, also watching.  A secret part of her arousal.  Or acknowledgment of me “liking to watch”.
  • I learned that I have a shoe… interest.  I won’t go so far as to say “fetish” yet; we will need to explore this more.  But the idea of worshiping at Ava’s feet when she is in a sexy pair of heels or boots; on my hands and knees, naked, face near the floor as I lick her boots or heels, maybe observed by or also serving Ava’s girlfriends shoes does shorten my breath.   I can picture several scenarios in which Ava walks in from shopping (alone or with someone) and says something to the effect of “get me (us) a whiskey and don’t leave your clothes with the bottle.  Oh, and you may as well come back on your knees… ”  I’ll have to ponder this one further but I know that i love Ava in her boots and shoes, and what a nice way to start an evening of being dominated (or set aside to watch and serve).  I look forward to Ava’s writing on this subject.
  • I also have a foot “interest”.  Though that is more confined at the moment to Ava’s.  Though if I were ordered to service someone else’s by Ava….  I did look it up on YouPorn and was fascinated by a very few films I saw.
  • Being denied but stimulated all day was an incredible turn on.  By the time I got to my shower in advance of our evening it was all I could do to not cum with the slightest touch. I’m not one to deny myself or want to be denied, but Ava’s methods of getting me to the edge were amazing.

…  I’ll continue this with another installment.

No way to say no

Posted in sex, Simons Side, Submission Memories on 21 November 2008 by Simon

I’m not sure whether to talk about being bound, spanked or gagged first.  They are all interrelated in some ways.  Ava has spanked me (yesterday was the first serious one) while I was unbound, but I think the spanking would be less inhibited if I were spread out and tied to the bed.  No matter what she chose to do to me I would not be able to resist and she would be less inclined to worry about me fighting.  We’ve talked about bare handed, crop, hairbrush, belt… all deliciously appealing and frightening.  Being tied takes away control when I would be most tempted to try to take it back, leaving me helpless to be beaten and used.  Being gagged only adds to that because I can cry out; I can’t say no.

See more of Simon’s Submissive Thoughts:

Back in my Place

With a Dildo Inside Me

Effective Persuasion

Transition

At Your Feet