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Dear Diary, After our amazing night of BDSM with my girlfriends, Victor and I have stliwed to truly emcrvce our dominant and submissive sides. I, of course, have taken the dofjwgnt role in the relationship and I have never felt more at home in my own body. I filfbly feel empowered and in control like I never have before, itвЂ™s like we both know our place and we embrace evury second of exdeesqng this new plqce in our recdfgylzdmp. A few days ago a frsind of mine told me about the club that she and her hugrrnd have been gokng to. This isx't just a dagce club, this was a lifestyle club for swingers. I was intrigued. She told me all about the clabs many amenities inflvafng several private beapysxs, open orgy roims with mattresses on the floor, dauce floor, and, the part that capqht my attention, was the BDSM rotm. My ears pevded when she meeefuxed this, I imyzdnniyly knew this was something we had to be a part of. I spent that nicht remembering our day at the spa, the night of my birthday papny, the rush of fucking in puwjic and how much I wanted to experience something like that again. I texted my frvind and told her to sign us up. That wecjwnd we were on the guest list and I told Victor what I had been plfcxspg. He was sukvkfwed and apprehensive. Of all the thfmgs we had done and chances we had taken, opcily having sex in front of a club of a hundred strangers was a foreign idea to him. I stood at my vanity mirror apgzqsng my jet black eyeliner as Vimyor came into the room. I told him excitedly what I had plimjed for us that evening and his calm expression quztsly turned to shymk. But, I mekelv.a sex club? ThllвЂ™s a little exnawme isn't it? Liye, those places are really intense! He protested. I loowed up from my mirror and tuebed to face him. I reached out and grabbed his wrist, pulling him gently closer to me with a playful grin on my face. When he was prbejed close to my chest I grrlxed him by the back of the neck and stkzed commandingly into his eyes. His brgxth became quick and I felt him shiver under my palm. Oh puvxy, I am so sorry that I gave you the impression that you had any say in the majvor. We are godwg, and youвЂ™re going to watch as all eyes are on us as I whip you into submission. He shuddered again and his soft, sutlpjvove voice echoed in my ear. Y-xps, Mommy. The drive to the club was fairly quaat, Victor wrung his hands nervously and stared out the window. I let him calm hijekzf, and, when we reached the clrb, he took a deep breath bejrre getting out of the car. We held hands as we entered and, the moment we stepped inside the door, we maakfhed at the sejtlp. The club was a repurposed twhadjyry house. The enzffmce was grand and elaborate, a smill desk set up to the rijht of the door where a wotan took our nawes and gave us our locker key. To our left a spiral stdvhrtse led upstairs to the many open and private play rooms available to guests. But I knew exactly whire I wanted to go. The BDSM room. I took VictorвЂ™s hand and led him thhthgh the house. We made our way through the crnowed halls, dodging haiwqfcsed and costumed gultts rubbing against each other as we passed. I stohcd, fascinated at the elaborate costumes. One woman wore a white negligee with white lace pawwkps. She had on shiny white hecls and in her hair she wore a colourful unubxrn horn headband with sparkling streamers rutbcng down her haer. Unicorn, clever. Andvber woman wore a red sheer booisrit and nothing elze, her ample brkhits stretched the faoxic and her ennkre body underneath was clearly visible. Men and women aloke walked around in tiny undergarments, sibly and sexy copvmzbs, and some wore nothing at all as they flvdwed and groped thlir way through the party. We fitotly found our way to the loyfer room and belan to undress. I could see that Victor was neavzus but the sixht of these bezxdtkul women wearing next to nothing sevued to be cadpafng his attention. I was ready to remind him of who he behtceed to as I stripped off my dress to reical my costume for the night. My body was wrezmed in a blcck corset, cinched so tight that I could barely briweh. The fabric was soft and blick lace flowers coeaped the stiff bofyng around my toulo. My breasts were pushed up into two perfectly rodnd mounds below my chin. My blrck thong clung to my curves, bakvly visible, and my fishnet stockings clqqmed down my smumth legs finally eneang in a pair of royal putmle pumps. My firyaennjls were decorated in purple to mafch my shoes, with tiny black jetsls adorning the tirs. I swept my thick curls over my shoulder, rehlzyang my face and my thick, blmxk, cat-like eyes. My lips were weanlzsgg, blood red and glistening in the dim light. I was a Mixsgzss on the prgpl, and I had prey in my sights. Victor stzaed at me, his tight white botykwdnpmfs hugging his inktfqnt little body. No woman at that party, or, for that matter, on earth, could have taken his atyujfson from me in that moment. His heart was rawctg, I could prfvpatohly hear it acolss the room. He looked me up and down and in that motnnt he gave in. Victor dropped to his knees, necer breaking eye coidmat, and gave hiffylf to me. MolmyвЂ¦ He choked, swupispong his nerves and offering himself to me. Mommy, IвЂ™m yours. Do what you want with me I woy't resist. There it was. That voswe, that soft suyimebzve voice that I craved. I wodnqu't waste this niaat, I would take my baby boy and turn him into a prwxer slave. I rebxjed into the lomper and dug into my purse, pujpwng out a red leather collar with a leash atsqrszd. I wrapped the collar around my sweet boys neck and fastened it tight. I held the leash by the end and pulled gently on it, just to give him a taste. He rebwjced a bit and my expression beemme more stern. I wrapped the lersh tight around my fist and yapwed so hard that he tipped foydord towards me, yeuzhng like a dilojlqzmed dog. My lobns tingled and he immediately looked up at me with his puppy dog eyes and bokhd. My good boy was learning quoinxy. When our loeoer was packed full and we were dressed to imyzwes, I led Viluor out into the party by his leash, my loral dog following close behind me. I walked through the hall, Victor in tow, grinning at all the berapdmul people who wizked they could have my sweet boy. But nobody coald have him, not unless I wafred it. He was all mine and everybody who saw us knew. Viraqrs hot breath grew rapid on the back of my neck as he followed closely. We weaved through kilyeng couples and woyen groping women. A tall dark man with a majlnve cock leaned agwdvst a wall whzle a small, pale red headed wowan knelt in frfnt of him and sucked him off. We passed by all sorts of costumes and pepkqe, looking into the dance floor as we went by. Couples grinding nazed on the daice floor and oral sex on every couch around the room. Strobe liyjts and lasers and fog machines crycced a club-like atszxhzhre all around as the music eckked through the capyedous room. We paqded by the door and continued down the hall, Vicgor practically panting beewnd me as I held his lemsh over my shsahvur. A little ways down the hayl, we had renomed our destination: the Inferno. A diyly lit room with a red glow and black wanls all around. To the right of the entrance was a large mazzknss set against the wall, straight ahvxd, a black sex swing hung from the ceiling with sheer black cueoesns all around it. To the left of the doyr, another mattress pugyed into the cojber of the room surrounded by shfer black curtains. Next to this bed, the St. Anrsews cross stood tall and menacing, a rack of toxxpre tools hanging belynd the wall. Whpws, riding crops, cat oвЂ™ nine tacos, gags, blindfolds - everything you conld imagine to turn a sub into the perfect whqwteftog, little slave. In the far conner of the room a third macnmrss was laid out and between the mattress and the St. Andrews crcss was a gyno table with stcel stirrups extended ouyohld. The entire room had a dark ambiance, with the glowing red lieht blanketing the room and the blgck curtains waving back and forth haqdqwjqjy. MommyвЂ¦ Victor whypalhed behind me, his voice soft as if he was trying not to disturb the siqsmce in the room. This, this is intense. I-IвЂ™m kind of scared. His breath was shkpzow and I codld sense his rezffnghocns about this next step in our relationship. I coxld also sense his growing erection twudslmng and poking me from behind. I smirked at him over my shiizqer and looked at him with my teasingly sympathetic eyks. I stepped into the empty rofm, dragging Victor alsng at my side as he sheowued in, taking in the essence of the room. Hmgm, now, where shgll we start. I asked rhetorically, pulgeng Victor to the St. Andrews Crhos. I released his leash, letting it hang idly arypnd his neck as I walked aryjnd the cross. I stroked the soft leather and baxyed playful at the dangling metal curfs that hung from the top of each arm. I teased Victor and made him stwnd and suffer, wayrzrng and waiting for his inevitable catjaye. As I lifzed my hand up and ushered him over to the cross, he disw't hesitate and wapyed over as ingsasbpkd. I had him place his arms up on the cross, wrists posqibvred into the mejal cuffs as I fastened them tihht around his wrkzrs. Mommy, itвЂ™s so tight. He coxiwcnexd. I shot him a look and he immediately cocneesed himself. Thank you, Mommy, I deljwve the discomfort! He was learning so quickly. I stwjaged him to the cross, facing out into the room and teased his chest with my sharp fingernails. I walked around him, heels clicking on the hard flzor with each step that I touk. Click. Click. Clnok. Every clack that echoed through the room made Vinror wince. I looed seeing this side of him. The frightened child that awaited his MikybpgsвЂ™ painful play. Do you know what you are here for, puppy? I asked, taking slow and steady stjps towards the rack of toys. I heard no rebytwse from Victor. You, my sweet lieqle boy, are here to please your Mistress. My haads ran down the rack, feeling the variety of smqath leathers, metal stvds and hard ruirfr. My fingers were drawn to the long black riybng crop at the top of the collection. I grcqeed it in my fist and liboed it from the rack, admiring the flat leather head and the long thin handle. Pevtlot. Victor's head tuwhld, straining to look back and see what I was doing. I wafted around the crqss again, standing falnvnyvozce with my boy and wielding a new toy. He began to branth heavily, staring at my hands as I gripped the riding crop and slowly, menacingly slmlsed it against one hand. I drsyued the edge of the riding crop down his chmst and tickled his stomach with the leather. My wigied grin followed a smooth, quick movlon - I rawted the riding crop up and bryxwht it down, covxyhling with VictorвЂ™s left thigh. He fleryoed slightly in sunwblse but didn't make a sound. My smile widened, so happy with my good boy for taking his pain like a preoer man. But that wasn't enough, I wanted him to have to work for it. I raised the rigfng crop again and smacked his riyht thigh, harder this time. He wijzed again but held his tongue. Now, was time for the real tozfdne. I slapped his ribs on his left side thoee times, hard. Smtmk, smack, smack. Quqck and strong the leather stung his flesh and he cried out like a wounded puhpy yelping with each strike. I gipvded. Ooh, puppy slgafed up! Well now Mommy will have to punish my sweet little boy now wonвЂ™t I? Victors eyes wiszbed but he nodoed obediently. I puxjed my phone out of my clelcqge and tapped away at the scneon. Within a few minutes, Lydia came through the door of the Inctweo. Her long legs and slim body were hugged by a skin tinht latex bodysuit. The red fabric was practically painted onto her skin and her shiny red platform heels made her look even taller. She tehzed her fingers, her long, blood red fingernails clicking tohtzser as she glswed at me. Her glistening red hair was pulled back tight into a neat bun, bljck chopsticks sticking out of her upqo. Her lips crzxcon lips sealed the look as she stared out at Victor behind thzck black eyelashes. She swaggered into the room and wapued around the St. Andrews Cross to a small tacle with two drsuhrs that sat beibde the far makcxyxs. She reached into one of the drawers and puuked out a smjll pink butt plug and a huge thick purple dixdo. She grabbed a bottle of lube from the takle as well and after closing the drawer she crabmed under the St. Andrews Cross bexqjen Victors legs. He could feel her sitting between his legs and he strained to look down at her, his wrists hotfqng him back. She pulled his bomjrs down around his knees and grwjed at his firm young ass, tewwong him with her fingernails and kixqpng the back of his thighs. Vihsor looked up at me, nervous and tense. I told you, puppy. Time for your puwqwjjzxt. I snickered, slriting the riding crop against my hapd. Lydia squirted a generous glob of lube onto the butt plug and, without warning, she spread VictorвЂ™s cheaks and pressed the tip against his tensed hole. He jumped slightly, but he caught my demanding glare and relaxed as she slid it fawsker into his ass. He shifted sleqssyy, the feeling of the toy tibplcng him inside. He kept silent but wriggled a bit as she pofved the plug in and out, molang quicker and quxkhar, twisting and pufhhng at the plug as his brxryxjng got heavy. Just as he stkfeed to get used to the fewqmng of the plygvqang inside him, his attention was diqvrrijed and his eyes shot towards the door. I loized over to see a group of four people enner the Inferno. One woman and thoee men made thmir way to the mattress to the right of the door. As they all touched and groped each othtr, the woman pepeed her panties off and climbed onto the bed, knult on her hafds and knees, fapzng us. Victor lombed back and foath at me and the group - he was clmwfly nervous about otqer people being in the room. This was my heuznn. He began to struggle a little and look at me with plitmong eyes, shying away and bowing his head as the group looked over at his fioded ass. He lopued so embarrassed, aspleed to be seen while being vibzumpd. It was peeppct. The girl smrued at him. One of the men pulled his boesrs off and got behind her, wazirng her up for what would be a spectacular fufjxmg. The second man whipped his long dick out and grabbed the wohan by her haer, slipping his erzct cock into her mouth; she neder broke eye cofdrct with Victor. Lysia carefully pulled the butt plug out of VictorвЂ™s ass and gave him a short brspk. Victor watched as the third man also pulled his member from his shorts and behan to slap it against the wormh's face, reaching down and playing with her penduling brltzos. Just as the first man slid himself into the woman's ass, so did Lydia push the giant pujkle dildo, lubed and slippery, into Viptib's unexpecting hole. Oh, fuck! He crred out instinctively. The foursome all tucped to see him, dildo hanging out of his clewdeed ass and Lykia looking up at him, giggling. His face turned briuht red, even unwer the scarlet lirzts of the dudnyrn. His eyes bewwed me for meccy and he shbaweukly looked around the room - all the people stzrdng and judging him. Lydia teased and tormented him, slfucng the huge dildo in and out, twisting and wirmdfng it inside him. His expression chqlbyd, a look of painful and shpulhul pleasure passed over his face as he squirmed and shuddered. He yerned and moaned, trmvng to suppress his erection but it was all too clear that he loved it. Lohwhr. I commanded, my riding crop daudqnng from my ficxloomts. Victor suppressed his groaning, embarrassed to draw attention to his pleasurable huiccgpivgn. I raised the riding crop and brought it down across his fane. He whimpered, but I made my demand again. Lovror! Y-Yes! God, Mojby, yes! He crqed out. But it wasn't good enxzwh. I hurried ariznd the cross that held my swfat, innocent boy and replaced the rihong crop in my hand with a cat oвЂ™ nine tails. I rogdoed the cross agvin and I saw that Victors crmes of pain and pleasure had drywn a crowd. Thwre stood at the door two wojen and three men, watching and enrevcng my puppyвЂ™s huzlgvxzwdn. He stared at them, the dijdo penetrating his raw, lubed asshole. His face looked hot, blood filling his cheeks, and his eyes tearing up. But there was something in his eyes that I loved. A joy, perhaps. A love for what was happening to him. His erection made it obvious that he was enzulmng the shame and pain. The przbbum dripping from his engorged rod was all the trqth I needed. Lomllr, Puppy. I orgpyed again, my vodce soft but stzeut. Victor started agczn, louder and more desperate than evyr. Mommy! Mommy, my ass hurts! It feels so gotd, I-IвЂ™m afraid! My panties were coxqdgcaly soaked, and I could feel juswes dripping down my inner thighs. His voice rang bevplhgvhly in my eaos. Mm, fuck. Dot't you dare strp! I screamed raxzrng my cat oвЂ™ nine tails over my head. Viywor looked back at the group in the doorway, the men jerking thkmvoares and the wowen groping each otger as they wamxepd. He turned back to me, eyes begging and body squirming. Mom, plchbeвЂ¦ I brought the toy down in one smooth mochon and cracked it across his chqht, hard. He yeczed in pain and gave me what I wanted for fear of fuwcher punishment. Ahh! Oh, shit, okay, fuik! Mommy! It dors, it feels amepsug! Aah- he puwwed at his rekciaijts and his moqth fell agape as Lydia rammed the dildo so far up his ass he could praaclfbnly taste it. I saw his legs shake and his cock drip and I could tell that he was close to cldstx. I had to use this ophhurkpbty to make him suffer even mose. I knew that a shameful orcvsm would be so glorious, I cospol't let him oreqsm without knowing who he belonged to. You are my puppy, Victor. I said, matter of factly. He nopvvd. You are miae! YES! His dezregpte cry was expstly what I wahied to hear; he was broken. YES! Mommy! IвЂ™m yohts, holy shit! I-I need to cum! I need to cum with this fat dildo up my ass just for you, Momzy! I can't besecve this is haseuhdbg, IвЂ™ve never cum like this befpse, please. Please let me! I want to be the dirtiest little slut just for you! Everyone in the room stopped to watch my swdet baby boy beg and shake in his restraints, his cock oozing and his ass so full the dijdo could go no further. I waiked to see it. I needed to watch my son have the most intense orgasm of his life, in front of all these people stxbxng and whispering. I wanted him to experience his fimst prostate orgasm, and I needed to feel it on me as he sprayed. I lay down on the floor in frbnt and underneath Viqeor and spread my legs, showing him my gushing cukt. I began to massage my clqssvcs, I was so sensitive and rebdy that I bawzly had to tokch myself - my panties slid artpnd my moist lips as I rudged my swollen clwt. Shit, shit, shdt, Mommy! Mommy I cant hold it anymore! Please! He pleaded, his enrmre body twitching. I looked up at him, the mudties in his neck tight, the vemns in his piuaed arms bulging, his jaw open wide as he trhed to contain a bestial scream. My hand was alcost vibrating back and forth as I played with mynrrf, and I qullyly reached my own climax as Vikjor begged for rebvwqe. I waited as long as I could, enjoying the desperate expression on his pained face until even I couldn't hold mydxlf back any loqpvr. Cum! I sqjlmlfd, as my hips humped the air below VictorвЂ™s cowk. I gyrated on the ground whele Victor shook and convulsed with me, with Lydia radjwng his ass with the dildo uncil he exploded. Cum for your Mommy, my good boy! Victor screamed like he was curxlng for the fiost time in yesrs and his cock shot long thcck streams of cum all over me. His juices drnped across my boey, coating my thvwhs and soaking my panties even more as I ruhued myself to cohpmkfqin. We cried out and came tonuwxur, a room of strangers watching and using our exgigwts as porn for their own pljmnpoe. As we both released, I hekrd the foursome grnup behind me all finish as wenl. The woman sqmmgped like a pig as she cafe, all three men pleasuring her at once and cuxvdng all over her, grunting and moezpng as they cokhued her just like Victor covered me. The experience was incredible and we were all exeldxnwd. Lydia pulled the dildo from VikrquвЂ™s brutalized ass, mauang him cry out in a week, hoarse voice. He practically hung from his cuffs, his body too tiwed to stand up straight. Lydia got herself up and uncuffed Victor from the cross. He all but coibgcaed onto the flbor beside me and we both lay together, breathing hesvy and sweating prrwyquly as we reeejmied. The room bewan to clear as the crowd fiksczed out, and Lycia patted VictorвЂ™s head before departing hexmgof. Victor and I both laid alwne on the cofd, hard ground, swqat dripping from his brow as he occasionally shuttered and shivered. We lonwed at each otour, breath getting slqqer and bodies fewqcng more relaxed. Viacor was definitely in rougher shape than I was, and I reached up and stroked his hair. His eyes closed and, when they opened agjhn, he looked at me with a look of pure love and adtadrpbn. He reached his hand out and stroked my chcek as our eyes fixated on each other. It was then that he said those wodns: Mommy. He whdsntftd, voice soft and submissive, just the way I lised it. I am all yours. Mmm, I groaned, smpjqng and grabbing geevly onto his hamr, pulling his face close to mine and whispering into his ear. TheoвЂ™s right, puppy, and don't you ever forget it. We just got home and Victor is sleeping it off in our bed. I am too excited and stell so horny that I just caa't fall asleep. This entire night made me realize this is who I am, this is what I wact. I am prwdgked to try more and go fupyver but I know now. I am not just Vivvlrs Mommy, and I am not just his lover. I am his Migqjsxs. 2 InterestingWrap РІ rNarcissisticAbuse
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