Shibari Do's and Don'ts

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Traveling and Trips RESEACH before you go! (& my Japan Itinerary)

1)    Figure out what do YOU want to see?

I usually do this by finding out what are the top tourist destinations & then adjust it to what I like. Then I look for off the beaten path (museums, animals, shopping, shows, experiences & food)

I develop an A-list (must do’s), a B-list for if there’s time and I’m ready to be flexible based on weather. (Okay I also have a C & D-list but I’m a bit special with my anxiety of missing something.)

2)    Get your phone a SIM card at the airport or look into ways of getting WIFI (portable devices). It makes getting around easier (Google maps tells you not only driving directions but which trains & buses)

3)    Figure out if you need the train pass getting it while you’re in your country is cheaper. If a 21 day pass for JR Line (includes most of where our travels take us is $750 if I were to purchase separate tix in Japan it would be 3x the cost.)

4)    Timing: Only plan for 4-6 hours of planned activities for each day because things happen when you are traveling. You may find a wonderful something and you want time to explore or experience the unexpected. This way you can get lost and enjoy without rushing. Those are some of the best experiences. Plus down time keeps you sane so you can remain stable and rested for you can truly have a lovely time.

5)    Shit happens. It SUCKS! You’ve paid a lot of money for the vacation and you want to enjoy every second of it. Unfortunately, life happens and all you can do is make the best of it and find the joy in the unexpected and if nothing else your misery will make a great story. (While it’s happening, I envision the creative way I will explain the fuckery.)

6)    Being prepared for some of the what if’s can help avoid some of the downsides. Find out what they are ahead of time. (Ex. I knew Cambodia’s sun would be brutal from 1130 to 330… we arranged are exploring to pre-dawn and were having breakfast by 1030am, spent lovely afternoons in bed or swimming in a shaded pool and would go out at 330 until twilight. It was rather magical.)

7)    Getting your ass out of bed. There’s a reason it’s crowded by late morning that’s when everyone does things… get up and get there early. You’re experience will be so much richer. BTW you’re already jetlag so use it to your advance.

8)    Find happiness in the experience

9) Download google translate and make a basic list of words to practice (please, thank you, hello, where's the bathroom, excuse me) and make a favorite list of words of other things related to food, medical, clothing, questions, etc.

10) Make sure to have a taxi card of the hotel.

11) Have copies of your passport and leave one with a friend who can fax it if need be.  

12) Use basic safety: money in two places, lock your valuables in a safe at the hotel, etc.

This is my itinerary.  We've been 2x to Japan before for business trips with long weekends but this is the 1st time we're going for 21 days for just pleasure!

Tokyo:

Staying right in Ikebujuro (Staying for 8 days & back for a day at the very end of the trip) Centurion Hotel Ikebujuro

*Animate & Otome Road (Yaoi Central)

*Ikebujuro District

*Tsukiji Fish Market

*The Pokemon Center

*Harajuku District (*Takeshita- cosplay & boutique Takeshita distinct btw Meiji-dori & Harajuka on Sundays)

*The Robot Restaurant: (http://www.shinjuku-robot.com/pc/?lng=en)

*Japanese Folk Crafts Museum

* Tokyo National Museum (maybe if time)

*Purkura (print club funny photo shots)

*Japanese Sword Museum

*Shinjuku= neon lights

*Shibuya Scramble = crosswalk of 3,000 people every light

 Cafes :

*The Butler’s Café = Ikebukuro Boys Love Academy (in Japanese 池袋男子BL学園Ikebukuro Danshi BL Gakuen or even shorter called Ike-Gaku)

*The Owl Café

*Akiba Fukurou Owl Cafe

*Ikebukuro Cafe

*Cafe Baron

*Tori no Iru Cafe

*Uobei: High-Speed Sushi

*The Vampire Café

*Harry: Hedgehog Cafe

*Kawaii Monster Cafe

PENIS FESTIVAL 1.5 days

(Hotel within walking distance of the festival... we'll be there extremely early cause I don't want them to run out of penises... you know you've got to be careful of such things! LOL)

Karatsu:

Yuri On Ice 2 days

Scott found a chef who LOVES Yuri on Ice who hopefully we'll get reservations at his restaurant (this is our one big expensive meal... this fan has a Michelin Star!!! Which I find fantastic and crazy because he gives you baskets of plushies to decorate your placemat with LOLOL)

We have an actual guide to ensure we find all the places they show in the anime (shopping arcade, the onsen, restaurants, etc.)

The town is on the beach so that should be relaxing & there's this weird creepy black tree forest right next to our hotel that we want to see. (Who knew… I did cause I stalked the hell out of the location.

Kyoto:

 6 days

*Kyoto Handicraft Center

*Arashiyama (Bamboo forest) & Iwatayama Monkey Park (on Mt. Arashiyama) near Otagi Nenbutsuji Temple

*Kiyomizu-dera  (Temple on the Mountain) (6a-6p) ((Lit in evenings during cherry blossom)

*Sanjusangen-do (Temple 1001 life-sized Goddess Kannon statues)

*Kinkaku-ji

*Gion

*Philosopher’s Path

Nishiki Market (food hall) Aritsugu=knife shop & Zohiko=lacquer ware

Higashi Honganji (whimsical dragon fountains) (maybe)

Kyoto International Museum (maybe)

Eating:

*Pontocho Alley for dinners

*Kaboku Tearoom

Side trip to Nara for the deer park & temples

Osaka:

1 day & overnight

Dotonbori: neon nightlife

Osaka Castle

Tenjimbashisuji Shopping Street

Back to Tokyo for the final evening.

At the time of this post hopefully we'll be returning from an amazing trip or I'll have lots of terrible stories to tell in creative ways. 

Shibari to Tie

History of Shibari

Shibari is the Japanese word that means “to tie.” Originally, the rope bondage was simply a way to restrain a captive. In the 1400’s to the 1700’s, the Samurai Code of Conduct required they treated their captives well. The higher to status of the prisoner the more intricate the rope were tied, so even while the knots tormented the care in which the captives were tied showed respect.

In the late 19^th century and early 20^th century, Shibari morphed into Kinbaku. Kinbaku is the art of erotic bondage aka knots for love and sex. However, in the West we tend to just called the practice Shibari and it’s no longer considered part of the martial arts.

I like this analogy about bondage: A rope master in the art of Shibari uses the ropes as paint and the person/model/sub they are tying is the canvas the master creates something beautiful, and erotic.

Shibari to Heaven

As with many BDSM practices, Shibari increases endorphins and hormones which can push the person into subspace or topspace.

Path to Sub space: Having someone you trust enough to incapacitate you is a mindfuck. You’re handing over everything to another. Once your mind accepts your trust was well-place the ropes begin to work on easing you or cranking you up depending on your individual reaction.

The pattern of rope wraps and knots stimulate pressure points which can be amazing (or could lead to possible nerve damage >>> which is why I CONSTANTLY beat the drum of SAFETY 1^st & ALWAYS!)

Some people liken Shibari to Shiatsu (type of Japanese massage) or acupuncture which helps the tied person’s energy flow. Suspension can be added which increases the pressure put on each knot and tie which can intensify the experience. Also adds to the feeling of helplessness. The subspace that can be found is sublime.

Road to Top Space: Another person/sub/bottom is entrusting their entire being to you. They are allowing you to restrict and, in some cases, even take away their ability to move. They trust you will honor their safeword, help them escape if need be and to provide aftercare so their landing back to earth is soft.

With the ropes you can stimulate both pleasure and pain making those sensation mix together feeding your Dommy inner sadist. Making a sub crave pain can be an incredible rush of power. Not only is another dependent on you for their pleasure or pain but for their safety. Definitely fulfills one’s need to control.

Entwined Dreams: Book Two
An abusive Dom robbed Orion Gordon of his love of BDSM, destroying his confidence and leaving him unsure he’ll ever find peace through submission to another. Still, deep inside, his longing continues.
Marcus Sadir loves Hunter Dixon, yet can’t be the one thing Hunter truly desires: a sub to control. And Hunter can’t find satisfaction in the sadistic aspects of the BDSM lifestyle, while Marcus thrives on inflicting and sharing pain. When Marcus convinces Hunter they should find a third on a permanent basis, they discover Orion might be the key to bridging their differences and joining them on a deeper level.
But they must help Orion move past his trauma enough for him to enjoy new facets of BDSM and kink again. Their journey toward becoming whole—together—won’t be without challenges. Can Orion trust enough to try again?

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Orgasm Delay, Denial and Edging

What’s the allure of NOT coming?

Ever go on a diet? All of a sudden, you are craving everything you shouldn’t have. For many, the concept works the same way with orgasm denial. If you’re told not to come, all you want to do is come. Some subs become consumed with the idea. Their entire world can shrink down to not doing exactly what they want to do. It also might get some into subspace quicker.

Why do it?

*Gift

Your orgasm is something you can give to your Dom(s).

*Mind Fuck

It’s a predicament: the sub is gagging to orgasm but doesn’t because they want to follow the Dom’s instructions, to willingly make the sacrifice. The choice to participate in denial is done of the sub’s free will (during negotiations) and it can cause much suffering, which can feed a masochistic need to give until it hurts.

*Part of Play

Games of control are easily played in this arena, and usually no equipment is involved. The intensity and level can be easy to extreme. Be mindful of what you are agreeing to, and always remember your safeword is there to save you from things beyond your limit.

*Pleasure

When it finally comes, the resulting orgasm can be intense and mind-blowing. Although, depending on the sub, it might be weak and unsatisfying, especially if their mind didn’t adjust to the idea it was okay to orgasm. Their body came, but their head couldn’t experience it as pleasure, making it more of a ruined orgasm. Or, in a sadistic relationship, it would be easy to ruin that orgasm by removing stimulation so all the buildup results in crossed messages and the sub’s body doesn’t process the pleasure.

*Lots of other reasons

As usual, this is not an exhaustive list. The reasons to participate can vary, might be a combination of facts, and can change over time.

Edging

The sub is denied permission to come but either stimulates themselves or their Master(s) do. The object of edging is to get to the razor’s edge of orgasm and then pull back. Stepping back from the pleasure can be extremely difficult, especially when everything in the sub’s body wants to orgasm. Edging can easily be used in sub assignments or control games.

Some subs can transfer their ecstasy from the craving an orgasm to not having an actual release. The following of instructions and pleasing their Master(s) supersede their transitory moment of physical bliss.

Orgasm Delay

Depending on the sub’s negotiated limits, this is a scene that can last for minutes, hours, or days and then possibly end in orgasm.

Orgasm Denial

This is more often days or weeks… and in some cases, months. (Of course, there are the stories of denial lasting years and ever forever… but those would be rather rare.)

Chastity Belts

There’s a variety of devices out in the world to help prevent orgasm.

If you use chastity devices, please make sure you have a plan to deal with hygienic issues. Not having access to your body can lead to major health risks. You must read and study so you aren’t harmed.

You have to know and trust your keyholder. Have an extra key (or six) in case of accidents and medical emergencies. (I hear the gasps and the murmuring that having a key defeats the purpose… I will always land on the side of safety.)

All this being said, accidental and on purpose orgasms can happen while in chastity. One only has to look on the Internet to see subs outsmarting chastity belts with vibrators, penetration, or various other techniques. If the sub is asked to edge they can slip over without meaning to do so. Some Masters will milk the prostate of male subs, which is a way of releasing the buildup of fluid but gives little or no pleasure. Female subs may be a bit more of a challenge. As a number of my readers and myself can attest, they may struggle with hands-free orgasms.

Triggers

Somehow, there’s a general belief that all subs can and want to give their pleasure to their Master(s). This seems to be the first unwritten rule of BDSM. Perhaps for some it is, but not all subs can participate in it. There might be baggage that can restrict the sub’s freedom to hand themselves over in this way. These limits should be respected, discussed, and the subs should not be shamed for this limitation.

Remember, limits are opportunities for the Dom to become more creative.

This is one of the reasons I call myself a broken loveslave. As intriguing as orgasm delay/denial appears, this is a hard limit of mine after a rather terrible experience. If a scene involves sex, fuck anyone who thinks I shouldn’t be allowed to orgasm. Sexual assault plays a part in my damage, but when you are speaking to other subs, don’t make assumptions that the answer is simply they should just try harder to be more submissive. The baggage they are saddled with may have nothing to do with submission.

The other side of orgasm denial is forced orgasm. In Lock and Key, the Master does a forced orgasm scene where he takes the sub well beyond his endurance for pleasure.

But since this blog is about orgasm denial, I wanted to share an orgasm denial scene in Lock and Key. Zack is a sub who has loved Andrew (Master Drew) for years. This scene takes place during the weekend Andrew has won Zack in the audition for Are you Dom enough to be a sub? (This is the last scene during that weekend.)

Please enjoy the excerpt from Lock and Key:

“Oh God!” Fuck! Why had he chosen to explore orgasm denial? He could have picked anything else. But no, this insane, desperate hell was his own damned creation. He loved the feeling of dying to orgasm... as he had for hours... days... forever.

Even during his rest periods, he was tormented with dreams when he escaped into sleep. Visions of being collared by Master Drew, being fucked on stage at Entwined for all to see, and hot vanilla sex, dipped in love, filled his head.

Sometime in the middle of the night—or was it day, impossible to tell with Drew’s blackout curtains—a friendly hand teased Zack. The quiet manipulation left him breathless and panting but without satisfaction.

He shuddered, frantic for relief. His Master had dragged him to the precipice where each stroke made him dance maddeningly close to giving up and letting go.

His Master’s knowledge of his body was once again used against him as the fist tightened and set up a rhythm to bring him off.

Shit! God, why did Master Drew have to stroke him perfectly? The speed increased by a fraction.


Fuck! Zack might have been tempted not to confess the orgasm he edged. All he needed to do was remain silent, and he could so easily slip over into the bliss that beckoned him. But deep inside, even more than the transcendent feeling of orgasm, it was vitally important to him to be Drew’s perfect sub. That accomplishment meant more to him than any release.

Kneel. Serve. His.

Fuck! He tightened his grip on the damp sheets. When the weekend ended, Zack wanted to be the one Drew would regret never having again. He choked out the words through a groan. “Close. Um, oh so close.” The delicious pressure vanished, leaving his cock to pulsate in the cool air. Was this the eighth time or eightieth? Zack had lost track of the number of orgasms he hadn’t been allowed to have.


“Such a good pet,” Master Drew purred to him as he traced his hands down Zack’s quivering body.


He tried to speak, but only a whimper came out.


His Master licked the palm of his hand and traced wetness over the length of Zack’s cock. When he reached the tip, he pressed the shaft down, stretching Zack’s cock toward his thighs. The turgid member held there, pointing at his toes for a moment before Master Drew released the staff and allowed the length to snap up, slapping Zack in the lower belly.

“Oh.” Zack breathed out a groan at the tingling. He was in the zone. Every sensation his Master gave him became a precious gift he wanted to savor.

His Master danced his fingers along Zack’s body to stroke his face. Drew pressed a soft kiss on Zack’s lips, which made his heart sing. “You love this, don’t you, pet?”

Yes. No. Zack managed an affirmative grunt.

Master Drew wrapped his hand around Zack’s cock and pulled upward on the shaft. “Can you answer me, pet?”

Oh fuck! He did adore the overwhelming feeling and unidentified emotions. Totally focused on his body, finding words to answer the question proved difficult. He wanted to suffer for Drew and prove himself worthy of being Drew’s.

Master Drew tipped a bottle of oil over his cock.

Zack held his breath as the line of lubricant hit his oversensitive flesh, making him keen with tormented pleasure as the liquid slid down his shaft. The sensation was almost enough to make him come, and then Master Drew massaged the oil all over to force Zack even closer to the edge.

His cock dripped with the glistening substance.

Master Drew cupped Zack’s full balls and squeezed.


Mmmm.


His Master pulled his sac down and held him. Any stimulation was amplified. Zack shook his head to deny the irresistible pleasure trying to defeat him.

No! Oh God. No!

His Master’s fist glided up and down, easier with the lubricant. Resistance to his ministrations was futile. The pressure increased slightly, pushing the stimulation closer to the threshold of pain. “Answer.” The clipped word demanded Zack’s attention and respect as his Master tightened his grip.

Answer? Answer what? Oh, he’d asked something.

Zack forced past the torturous stimulation in order to obey his Master’s command. What was the question he asked? Oh yeah: You love this?

The answer was easy. “Yes, Master Drew. I love....” A groan prevented him from answering completely.

Thank God! To admit such a bold truth would surely make any sense of normalcy in their future impossible. He wouldn’t share how deep his affection ran or he’d push Drew away completely.

Zack panicked and changed his words to something completely obvious. “I love what you’re doing to me.”

The squeezing discomfort ended, and a loving stroke was given to his cock. Zack’s mind and body responded to the simple black-and- white world of reward and consequence. If he succeeded in his task, he’d be rewarded, so it stood to reason if his attempt failed, he would be punished. Although Master Drew enjoyed blurring the lines, punishment became pleasure and reward a torment. Trust was the only thing Zack could do.

Kneel. Serve... his.

Zack panted as Master Drew pumped him slowly from the root to the tip of his erection. “You love it but at the same time hate it. You want me to stop?”

Stop? Yes! No! He’d die if his Master didn’t continue. Zack tried to thrust up against the maddening ecstasy and torture to get a little more of the friction he craved.

Not enough! More! Never enough!

Ropes held him in place, however. He was grateful Master Drew made him secure against Zack’s own selfish actions. His Master helped him succeed in achieving his gift of submission.

It was a deceptively simple bondage structure but completely effective. His thighs and above his elbows were wrapped with three inches of cotton bands. The bands were attached to a lead of rope that disappeared under the bed, secured to his other side. There was only enough play in the rope to allow him to squirm.

“Don’t stop, Master” sounded more like a sob than a response.

Master Drew wrapped one hand around Zack’s balls and tugged them lightly while teasing around the crown of Zack’s penis with the fingertips from his other hand. Zack leaked so much precome he didn’t know what he was wetter from, the lubricant or his own fluids.

His Master’s attention to his body couldn’t have been more complete. He rubbed each droplet of fluid exiting his slit along Zack’s flesh.


When Master Drew wrapped his fist around Zack’s erection again, he almost shouted his demand to orgasm. The strokes started out light and unhurried. The caresses built up in strength and speed.

He was paralyzed; all he could do was lay there and endure for his Master.

Trust. Serve. His.

He was there as a toy to be played with or ignored as Master Drew deemed fit.

Surrender. Trust. His.

“That’s right, my little sub. Relinquish your control. Believe in me to give you what you need. You’re doing well,” his Master praised him.

His. Submit. Always.

Zack no longer struggled against achieving his own satisfaction. He’d given Master Drew everything he had and everything he was.

His Master gave him a deep, approving growl. “That’s right. Surrender to me, my pet. Just be.” The cadence of his Master’s words was hypnotic.

The request was a balm soothing Zack’s soul. He’d wanted this for so long, and he could do nothing but grab his submissiveness with two hands and see where this ended. His needs didn’t vanish, but they were reorganized into the background as he flew higher than he’d ever imagined possible.

Physical desire mounted in Zack, but he separated from the excitement to focus on his Master’s actions. He’d do his Master’s bidding regardless of the toll it took on him.

Zack required his Master to make him pay a price, to make his submission worthy of his Master. His balls constricted, and he tried to push the need to ejaculate away, but he couldn’t.

He whined, hoping to be saved. “Master!”

“Do not come.” The command brokered no room for confusion.

The words froze Zack’s orgasm within his trembling body and stopped his imminent eruption.

Master Drew didn’t give him any relief but tightened his grip, causing Zack to shake with the added tension. His cock jerked angrily at the denial as the strokes continued to force him to ride the razor’s edge.

“You’re so good, Zack.” His Master sounded pleased with him and made the accomplishment worth the painful struggle.

Sweat dripped off Zack’s body as he strained against his need.

Master Drew stroked him at the perfect tempo as if he dared Zack to come.

“Now, I’m going to pull out your plug, and I’m going to fuck myself inside of you until I come.” He wiped some of Zack’s sweaty hair out of his face. “Will you enjoy me taking my pleasure inside you?”

Zack croaked out something he hoped might be passable for a yes. His Master stared down at him. “You won’t come. Understood?” Impossible! A whimper escaped as Zack contemplated the task in

front of him. He squeezed his eyes shut for a brief moment. He wanted to please his Master, but his body didn’t seem up to the continued deprivation. He’d never attempted sex without orgasm. Was he capable of succeeding in this task?

Failing his Master was unacceptable.

Kneel. Serve. His.

“Do you understand?”

Zack recognized the concept, but setting it into practice was another matter. “Yes, Master.”

Drew paused and smiled at him. He grabbed Zack’s hand and kissed the palm. “You’re incredible. You know that, right?”

Zack’s love for Drew expanded the seams of his heart a bit more. He’d do anything asked of him.

Drew caressed the side of Zack’s face and then slipped back into the Master role. He retied Zack’s legs with impressive efficiency so they were bent at the knees to accommodate having a pillow tucked under his ass. The angle put his opening in perfect position for Master Drew’s cock to enter him.

The slick plug was twisted out of Zack’s ass, leaving behind an empty void. Master Drew rolled on a condom, traced a palm covered in lube over his jutting cock, and pushed into Zack. The head of Drew’s cock moved past the tight ring of muscles on a slow glide until Zack was full of his Master.

“Yes.” Zack hissed at being filled.

Joined. Connected. Heaven.

At that moment, his orgasm no longer mattered. His whole being now focused on pleasing this man he loved.

Master Drew trembled against him when he was fully seated. A zap of power coursed through Zack. He wanted to cause this magnificent, dominant man to lose his tightly held control.

In. Out. In. Out.

The rhythm remained leisurely, his Master’s breath was coming in pants, his eyes squeezed closed.

Zack’s muscles strained with the lack of orgasm, but his mind rejoiced at having an opportunity to satisfy his Master. He dug his heels into the mattress to eliminate the give. He not only held still for his Master’s gratification, but he thrust as much as the ropes allowed, helping his Master achieve greater heights.

Master Drew’s eyes widened as he sighed with appreciation of the unrequested change. Zack was probably topping from the bottom, but he wanted his Master to feel as good as he did. He squeezed his ass muscles.

Drew gasped out a moan. His name fell from Master Drew’s lips like an accusation and exaltation all at once.

Zack throbbed for release. His total concentration was on bringing his Master to orgasm. Master Drew gripped Zack’s thighs as he sped up his thrusts.

He continued to welcome his Master’s invading cock, as much as being tied down granted. The angle was perfect for hitting him in exactly the right spot. He could have easily enjoyed a powerful hands- free orgasm, but Zack wouldn’t fail.

No. Zack pushed away his need and focused on Master Drew’s impending climax.

Again and again his Master thrust into him and withdrew. He leaned down to crash against Zack’s lips to claim a hard, passionate kiss. Drew snapped his hips forward and back, continuing to fuck Zack hard and fast.

Master Drew’s grunts turned into a long groan, and he held himself deep inside of Zack.

A thrill raced through Zack when he imagined he felt the heat fill the condom. When the peak of his orgasm passed, Master Drew fucked into Zack to extend the last few seconds of bliss.

His Master collapsed on top of him, pinning Zack’s aroused cock down to his stomach. The pressure was delicious. His cock was positioned in a way that if he rocked a little, he’d be capable of climax.

Don’t come. Don’t come. Don’t come.

His body trembled with his pent-up lust. He remained still, awaiting permission, concentrating on the feeling of his neck being nibbled and teased.

His Master pulled his head back to smile down at Zack, causing butterflies to dance and flutter about. “Your restraint was admirable.” Master stroked Zack’s wet hair off his neck and face. “You need beautifully.”

Tears pricked the back of his eyes. Fuck, Zack’s control over his emotions vanished with a few choice words of praise. “Thank you, Master.”

“Shall I untie you?” Master Drew slid out of him and tossed the condom into the waste bin near the bed.

Disappointment washed over him. Was the scene over? Was Master Drew going to make him continue to experience orgasm denial? He quivered with the concept. What had seemed like a very exciting idea hours ago sucked in his current reality.

Zack decided he rather liked orgasm delay, but orgasm denial, not so much.

By Master Drew’s smirk, Zack realized his face broadcast his thoughts. “Or should I continue?”

“Continue,” Zack blurted out. He quickly added, “Master.” Frankly, he didn’t care what Master Drew meant by continuing, just as long as he didn’t stop. He wasn’t ready to leave this place.

“Zack, I’m thirsty.”

What? Now? A stab of desire passed through him at the idea of tending to his Master’s simpler wants. Anything Drew needed, Zack wanted to provide. “Um, if you untie me, I can get you something.” Though bottles of water were in the mini fridge in a nightstand cabinet only a few feet away from the bed.

A sexy smile crawled over his Master’s lips. “I need you to quench my thirst.”

What?

As the man slid down his body, he teased every part of Zack with his sexy slither. “I need to taste my pet’s completion.”

“Oh.” The word squeaked out as if Zack had turned into a mouse. He only hoped his lust-addled brain was right about where his Master was going with this discussion.

Drew dipped his dark head of perfectly styled hair toward Zack’s aroused cock. “You’ve done incredible today. You’ve earned the right to satisfy my need to drink you. Would you like to quench my thirst?”

Zack’s cock was more than ready. “God, yeah. Please!”

His Master grinned. “Yes, that’s what I want. I want you to beg me as I suck you off.”

Hell yeah! He could do that. “Master Drew, please suck me off,” Zack choked out, totally ready for the sweetest death ever.

“Try to hold back, so you can enjoy a little more buildup.” After saying that, he lowered his head and licked the trail of wetness that seeped from the tip of Zack’s cock. He backed off to add, “You’ve made me very happy. Come when you want, my sweet little sub.”

My. Aw, that word touched Zack’s empty places inside and filled them. He’d made Drew happy. That’s all he’d ever wanted out of life. His cock pulsed, reminding him of something else he wanted at this moment.

“Yessssss,” Zack hissed from a desperate place only hours of denial could locate.

His Master covered Zack’s cock with his mouth. Slurping pulls of suction teased him. He slid his mouth farther down to envelop more of Zack’s shaft.

Zack wanted to beg in a sexy way, but his brain was fried.

His Master started bobbing his head with purpose. No matter how manfully Zack tried to hold out, he couldn’t stop the floodgates Drew opened with his sucking.

“Please.” Zack’s arousal had built into an inferno that Drew had stoked and ignited countless times. This time Zack wasn’t going to be stopped. His Master was thirsty, and Zack’s duty was to quench his Master’s thirst.

Zack reached for his climax. It was impossible to catch his breath as his balls drew up tighter. His core started to tingle. The trembling sensations radiated through his belly and thighs.

The feeling no longer could be contained. Ecstasy chased up his body, and with thrusts of his hips, come shot out of his cock. Long waves of pleasure rocked him as his Master swallowed around him. Again and again his cock pulsated with spurts of his delayed climax that seemed to shake him forever.

He lay there in a daze.

Drew released the knots one at a time. The sliding of rope loosened up and freed Zack in a way he never wished to be liberated.

He drank from the bottle of water his Master held for him.

His Master. No never his.

Zack closed his eyes as Drew wrapped the covers around him.

Why couldn’t he stay here forever? He wanted to remain locked at Master Drew’s side.

Their forever was about to end all too soon. This was only a fantasy, not a key to the future. 

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BIO: Z. Allora believes in happily ever after for everyone. She met her own true love through the personals and has traveled to over thirty countries with him. She’s lived in Singapore, Israel and China. Now back home to the USA she’s an active member of PFLAG and a strong supporter of those on the rainbow in her community. She wants to promote understanding and acceptance through her actions and words. Writing rainbow romance allows her the opportunity to open hearts and change minds.