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I love The Wetness

Posted in Arianna, bdsm, control, cum, Finger Fucking, Jacking off, Master, pussy, sex, slave, Submission, submissive, wet pussy on February 2, 2014 by thekinkyworldofvile

I am fascinated with the female body. The shape, the skin, the ass, the breast, the thighs, the legs, the hair, the eyes, the ears. Ahh and the pussy. There is not a better feeling, than crawling on top, and slowly sliding my cock in. It is truly remarkable how it was designed. The warmth, the wetness, the way it grips, and the way if done right we as men can make it scream with pleasure. That little button.

I very seldom allow Arianna to wear any clothes while home, just for that purpose. I want to admire what I own. She has that shape of a female, and the little bubble butt. Her breast are firm, and her thighs are to die for, then the rest of her legs.

You can be petite , or average, chunky or a BBW. It is all in how you carry yourself. Every woman has something sexy about herself. The important thing is you take care of yourself.  Look good when your out. I very seldom base looks as a No. It goes back to how one carry’s there self, their hair, nails, the way they dress.

Backing Arianna up against a wall as I run my hands down from her breast to her belly, then right above my pussy. I did say mine. She just takes care of it. As my hand approaches her legs spread with out being told. That is a good girl. It is funny how you can just run your fingers up and down the slit just looking into their eyes, and you can slowly feel it get wet. As it gets wet the lips begin to separate, allowing your finger to go a little deeper, still running your finger up and down the wetness grows, one finger then two,and then three, you can hear the wetness, you can hear how wet. Your finger sloshing around, pulling out and gently pulling on the lips, then inserting your fingers once again. Then you start to finger fuck her again this time a little harder, pushing past the knuckles . Feeling around deep inside opening your fingers.

I truly love pussy. I feel the ownership when I crawl on top and Arianna spreads her legs. She knows that she is there to please me. As I slowly enter I can feel her gripping my cock. I love going in slow and once all the way in, I just hold it. I want to savor the feeling, the wetness, the heat, the muscles clinching my cock.

As I slowly start pumping I can hear those little suction noises , still pumping slow, there is no other feeling. Then Arianna reaches around pulling her legs back so I can go deeper. Then I start to move faster, the wet noises are getting louder. She is so wet when I pull all the way out my cock slides down, and she reaches and guides me back in.

I then wrap my hand around her throat, and the other grabs one of her breast. I then start pounding her, as I pull out Arianna reaches down and takes my cock in her hand and slowly jacks me off.

She says thank you.

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I Could Of Fucked Her

Posted in 24/7, Acceptance, Arianna, bdsm, Be who you are, being used, communication, Consensual, consequences, Consistency, consistent, control, Dating, Dominants, emotional, Emotions, extreme, Face Fucking, Finger Fucking, Finger fucking pussy, fingering, fisting, fucking, Humiliation, kinky, masochist, Master, micromanage, Micromanagement, oral sex, Philippines, punish, Rules, sadist, SADOMASOCHISM, slave, submissive, sucking cock, Total Slavery, Trust, Vile on January 6, 2014 by thekinkyworldofvile

BDSM has changed as well, the people, the respect everything. More so the younger generation. I just googled BDSM clicked on images and nothing but pain and torture. People are visual,it does not matter what you read , who you talk to, its all about being visual.

I remember the first time I left Sherri’s house I was scared to death, she was black and blue from the neck down from and back. She got off while I was just terrified. After that day though something clicked, the more control I had, the more pain I could inflict the harder I got. During sessions I am talking sessions that lasted hours, there had been times I had actually came, and came hard, just off of impact play.Seven years and she did not cry one time, until the day came and I said goodbye.In that relationship Humiliation was a huge part of her kicks, at first mine but as time went by it was more like a job, I had to out do each session.That is the past, maybe at times we reflect on the past to much and it does not allow us to move forward.

We all have thoughts, and it is good to have memories , but that is what they are just memories, some were good some were bad.Over the years the Sadist part of me seemed to slip away, or maybe I just truly wanted more out of a relationship. I can tell you the vanilla mistake I made, was just that a mistake. What was the hardest was having to live two different lives. Although I remained loyal during that ever so shocking adventure, and it was so not me. Because there were times I just wanted to let loose, but I would of never disrespected her in that manner.

Going from using a Masochist to a vanilla marriage puts one in shock. What the fuck did I just do, and I knew it was a mistake. I knew from the first time I went to her house and it was trashed. I refused to live in a dirty home, it was not like filthy it was just cluttered papers piled everywhere just fucking cluttered.What else is odd is to be in a relationship for seven years and never fucking, that was while with sherri. Unless face fucking counts, that was almost daily. I think if we would of had sex that would of put me on a much different emotional playing field and I did not want to be that close. While she did have rules I seldom enforced them . I did not care because I was getting off. The Fisting part is what was incredible, she was my first.I remember the first time I laid her on the coffee table and told her to spread and my hand just slipped in, I closed my fist and I just started pounding her. I could open my hand and feel all around and I could make her stomach move.Today I enjoy fisting but it is not a need like it was then. Then it was a new experience , it was taboo to me, everything with her was taboo.

As I grew older the more control I needed, as I grew older the more in control I was. As I grew older I became aware of my surroundings. I started observing people more, and trying to figure them out. Wondering what their home life was about. Wondering if they harbored a deep secret like I did.When out I felt kinda like a freak show, because of being so different. While at the mall in the food court eating I would look at different women, and imagine different ways of tying them up, and using every hole. Or what it would be like to face fuck them, to humiliate them, to take them down as low as I could, get my nut and just walk away as if nothing had happened.

I was the guy who would walk up to the women other men were afraid to, being afraid I mean being rejected. I have always had standards , and I always set them high, because I refused to fuck someone I did not want to wake up next to. So I suppose when it came to fucking someone I never settled for less.

I remember one time I was at a convenience store visiting a friend, and this woman walked in, I was like fuck me , she was fucking hot, maybe 5.0ft even ,long dark brown hair, fakes tits. She was wanting to know if we knew anyone who sold pot, she said her husband was in their truck past out. As we were talking I told her I might know someone but I had to call in private so I walked in the stock room and she followed. I made a call , I hung up and I put my flip phone back in my pocket and I just looked at her. I walked closer to her  and she was backing up I did not say a word I just looked into her eyes. Once she was against the wall, I wrapped my hand around her throat and kissed her for what seemed like for ever. While kissing my other hand was down her shorts banging her pussy with my hand three fingers deep. After I finished kissing her , I pushed her down to her knees and I took my cock out and it slipped into her mouth and I just started fucking, it took all of a minute for me to blow my load. Once finished she got up and said in this little country accent, No man has ever treated my that way. I gave her the number to my friend and told her when her husband woke up show him what you like.To stop everything all she would of had to say is no or stop, and I would of apologized, but I could read her from the second she walked in. I didn’t want to fuck her I just wanted or needed that control.

Then the stuck up bitches , until 5 or 6 years ago I would work at a shell station during events to help out and make some extra cash Arianna has met the owner of the store before. Anyway This girl Sarah would come in every night and buy one beer Coors. Then a week went by and she did not come in. The following week Sarah came back in and I greeted her, then I said there is something different about you. I said ahhh you got a boob job, she made the comment I was not to worry I would never get the chance to touch them. So I closed my eyes and I started moaning, then I stopped. She said what the fuck are you doing. Well Sarah I have a very vivid imagination and I just fucked you and you were by far the worst piece of ass I had ever had, so I do not want to touch them. I never saw her again.That was how open I was, and yes those are true story’s.

Being a Dominant for any period of time it is so easy to spot the submissive women. I have point out a few to Arianna but she just laughs, little does she know.As I grew older I needed more. I needed more control but there were very few who could give up the control I needed. BDSM is much like a drug, the more you learn about it, the more you take part, the more you converse about it the more you need.There was never a shortage of pussy, it was finding women who did not use it as a tool , so they could get their way.

I wanted to have it my way.A year and a half before I met Arianna, I got up at 3.30 am, turned on the coffee pot waited, poured a cup went back to the bedroom, I was watching the morning news and I started thinking, Vile what the fuck are you doing. You are 48 years old and your waking up alone, that is fucked up. You come home to two dingy roommates . What kind of life is that?So while at work I began to put a list together, A list of what I wanted out of a relationship. The type of slave I wanted to have a life with. A slave who would want to follow. A slave who had no rights. A slave who would want to drop to their knees because it was a need, or spread because it was a need to please. A slave who wanted to communicate,

A slave who was smart, beautiful and intelligent. A list I was not going to give in, just so I could get some pussy.So I met Arianna, we talked for hours, even after I told her what I needed she did not flinch. I had pretty much figured out what she needed, but I was thinking what the fuck she has needs to, do I really want to do this. Just by talking to her and with out her giving out to much information. I had figured out she was being used, your whole life was out of control, she needed micromanagement, she needed someone to take her by the neck and say stop. Did I really want to invest that much time? I had to think about it for a day or so.Okay she is beautiful, her smile is one to kill for, she has a body built for sin, an ass to die for, each cheek just fits in the palm of my hand, small but firm breast, just fucking wow. The first time she got out of her car, blood rushed down to my cock so fast I got dizzy.There had to be more to the relationship than just sex, I needed so much more. I was in the process of moving to the Philippines , I had already made up my mind. I had a job lined up. I was going to start over.
I was going to start fresh, but something inside me clicked, just like the first click in my life. I was thinking maybe just maybe this will work, but I will have to put a long term plan together, a plan that I had to stick to, and I knew I had to remain consistent or I would loose.The first time she wrapped her lips around my cock I knew I had her, more so the first time I crawled between her legs, and I wrapped my hand around her throat, and I started to fuck her, I looked in her eyes and said I am going to own you. That statement proved to be correct, because I did everything in my power, my years of knowledge, and experience I had gained within the lifestyle, everything that I had learned, and for once I was putting it towards good use. I was finely using what I had learned over the years. I can tell you this believe it or not. If I want something bad enough, Vile always wins. If your just a passing thought that is what you are or were a passing thought. I never lose.

Image The key is to give back as much as you take, sometimes you as the Dominant has to give back much more. In the end though you can have anything you want, without question.

Vile

Eating Pussy

Posted in Arianna, bdsm, Cumming, Eating Pussy, Emotions, Finger Fucking, sixty nine, slave on December 16, 2013 by thekinkyworldofvile

While driving home the other night I was listening to Sirius radio 102 Vivid and the topic was eating pussy, and just how women liked to be eaten out.

While it is true not every woman can give good head and my ex wife is a perfect example, not every man can eat pussy. Although eating pussy is a huge fetish of mine I have to be in the mood.

I love the feeling of the lips parting, and the taste of Arianna getting wet, then slowly sucking her lips in. The key is to go slow, as slow as you can, so once you reach the clit she can feel every tiny bump on your tongue, and just slowly french kiss her clit. You can actually feel the clit rise a little and get hard. Then you slowly insert two fingers and you start to fuck her, keep pressure on her clit with your tongue, and slowly moving it around in small circles.

Arianna likes for me to go down but she prefers a sixty nine because if I am just doing it she feels distant, when she is on top and I am going to town she slowly grinds her pussy against my mouth and BAM I can feel and taste the gush.

To me oral sex is very personal something very intimate, bringing the two closer together at that moment and time, very erotic.

Although most of the time it is about me and only me, at times I do like to please. I love it when she comes I can tell, her thighs start shaking like an earthquake uncontrollable.

Clits get very sensitive so licking in a fast motion might not feel as good moving your tongue to fast, just applying pressure and slow movements, will get the job done. The added pleasure sliding two fingers in and fucking her will just top it off.

Between her legs my arms wrapped around her thighs pulling her closer, that cranks my tractor. I believe ill eat at the Y tonight.

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The Finger Orgasm

Posted in bdsm, clit, cum, Finger Fucking, fingering, Orgasm on October 21, 2012 by thekinkyworldofvile

I love pussy, I love everything about it. The touch, the feeling, the lips, the taste, most of all just fingering, just one or two, so I can just feel around. I get hard just from feeling her get wet.

I also love eating pussy, a very big fetish of mine, but rarely do unless I am asked real nice. That is something I can do for hours.

Making her cum is always a goal for men, well me anyway. The closer she gets to an Orgasm the wetter she gets.

So the best I have found, is I position myself so my cock is by her face, so after I insert two or three fingers,and pumping in and out all the way to the knuckles, the palm of my hand is striking her clit, once she is really wet, making her hold her legs wide open, by wrapping her arms around her thighs. You begin to build speed, really finger fucking her hard, the palm of your hand is striking her clit, to the point of almost slapping it she will cum.

We all know trying to make her cum through clitoris orgasm our fingers tend to get a little tired, but in this position, it is much easier to go for any length of time, and with your cock by her head, can she really resist.

Like I said I can spend hours just touching and fingering, while watching TV , or laying in bed and just talking, sometimes while even driving.

That is why I very seldom allow a slave to wear pants, I should have access at all times. Most of the time I make sure she cums before I do, that is taking care of your slave. Then other times it is just about me.

Try this and you will see it really works..

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Vile