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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

My Ride On A Greyhound Bus

Posted in bdsm, fingering, greyhound, Jacking me off on November 10, 2012 by thekinkyworldofvile

Several years ago I went out to Salt Lake City, Utah, for a job interview, which I chose not to take. So going home I wanted to take my time, so I decided to take Greyhound back.

On the first stop, I departed the bus to get something to eat, it was like 7.30pm so it was getting dark. When I returned there was a blonde sitting next to the window where I had been sitting. instead of saying anything I just sat down next to her. Neither one of us spoke to each other, and I did not say anything about her taking my seat.

About an hour into the ride, I had to go to the bathroom, when I returned to the seat, I noticed she had taking a blanket out and was covered up. She was wearing a very long sun dress, kinda of chunky but still very pretty, probably in her early 30’s

It was getting kinda chilly, and I looked over and picked up part of her blanket, and covered myself up, she did not move or say anything. I place my hand down to the side and I felt her thigh, I was going to move it, but she did not attempt to move her leg so I just left it.

I had to go to the bathroom again, I drink way to much coffee, anyway when I returned, I covered up again, and dropped my hand. This time I felt skin. I sat there for a minute then I acted like I was stretching, so as I went to pull my hand out I ran it up her thigh, and the dress was all the way up to her hip. I am thinking wow, could this really be true.

Sitting there thinking, what if she just wanted to get more comfortable thus being able to relax more in the fucked up seats. So I let the back of my hand rub her thigh, and still no movement. I start scratching my unshaven face thinking should I or should I not. You know what fuck it. I let the palm of my hand run up her thigh real soft, all the way up to her waist, then back down to her knee. I then ran my hand to the inside of her thigh up to her crotch. She was wearing like a one piece corset it had four clips at the crotch.

I slowly rubbed, and her right leg moved more toward the window. I turned toward her so I was more on my right hip so I could use both hands to unsnap the clips, once unsnapped I sat back upright, she still had not moved or said anything, as my fingers ran across her pussy, I could feel she was getting wet, so I slid a finger inside her feeling all around then up to her clit.

I got even bolder at this point, so I stopped, unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out,took her left hand and placed her fingers around me. I returned to fingering her and she started stroking me.

It only took about eh 10 minutes for her to cum, then I blew my load. I put my cock back in my pants went to the bathroom, to clean up as much as I could.

We made a stop in Dallas, we both exited the bus , and when I returned she had moved to another seat sitting by a window sitting next to another guy.

We never spoke or even looked at each other. I guess I can say Greyhound really gave me my money’s worth.

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Vile

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

I love BDSM

Posted in 24/7, Aftercare, anal sex, ass fucking, ass play, bdsm, blow job, Bondage, Cherish, clit, control, cum, Dominants, electric play, Face Fucking, fingering, fisting, foreplay, fucking, kinky, Love, masochist, oral, oral sex, pussy, sadist, Safe and Sane, Safe Word, session, sex, snake bite kit, Spanking, submissive on August 3, 2012 by thekinkyworldofvile

I loved the lifestyle even before I knew there was a name. I have always love the kink, I have always loved spanking. At an early age I got into bondage, I loved tying girls up. I loved rough sex.

My Dad had those little paper back books, the cheap ones. How I Fucked My Babysitter. The dude always had a huge 14 in cock and was ripping her apart. I found a Hustler Mag I was like 14, that had bondage pictures in it and from there it was game on.

In high school the only girls who would have anything to do with me were the Known sluts of the school, they were just passed around, but I was able to get my kink on. I fisited a girl at 15, the most incredible feeling I had ever felt.

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Then my brothers babysitter Mildred a 28 yr old skinny redhead. Her husband went to prison because he beat her up so bad she almost died. I saw her for almost 2 yrs, then I joined the Army. Mildred taught me about spanking. Where to spank, how hard. Once I got the hang of it she could cum just from spanking.

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Then Korea I have spoken of this before, you know I was thinking we were talking about sex, and I was trying to come up with a number of how many women I had been with from the age of 17 til about 22, and I could not. That I know is very Sad.

I slowed down once in Germany where I met Gretchen , I should of married that girl, but I was young, and Dumb. She was like wow just incredible about 5 years older than I was. More so she liked me for me, in some ways more kinky than I was.

I love Bondage. If I am with someone new, I take extra care. It is important they feel safe at all times. Constant communication is needed. Once the session is over I tell her to get up, she says I cant I am tied up, sure you can move your leg or arm, the ropes just about fall off. The look is total shock.

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ImageIt took me the longest to learn, that although I enjoyed Bondage, it was more for the submissive, the feeling of helplessness , the feeling of not being in control. Knowing one can do anything they want to and she cannot fight back.

Safeword I do not use a safeword, why would I, I am a sadist, but let me explain first before you flip out. This lifestyle is not something I just got into. Many many years. Most of my relationships have been long term. All of my relationships have been none abusive. I have never hurt anyone, and never will. Although as I age I am calming down a bit.I cannot stress communication enough, during a session I am in constant contact, I am talking, I am listening, and more so watching her eyes. Even if she does not act like she has had enough most of the time I can tell and I stop. The submissive is not there to abuse or hurt. I never break my toys.

After care is the most important part of playing. I have met one submissive who wanted to be left alone for like an hour. This gave her tome to think about everything that happened, Then she wanted aftercare. You as a dominant know how important this role is for us when it comes after playing. We hold and talk to each other ask how she is feeling? What her thoughts are? Was there anything she liked or did not like? Or maybe we could do something a different way. I like when she is curled up in a chair in my lap, I can hear her breath, as I pull her closer, you can feel her heart beat. Sitting there telling her how well she did.

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We as Dominants are in control, that is what attracts submissive women to us , we are confident, but not arrogant. We do not yell at ours, we cherish our submissive, I like to think she can do no wrong. A true sign of perfection. We as Dominants can set back after 6 months or so into a relationship, and say look what I have done. A real awesome feeling. I cannot think of a time or the last time I raised my voice to a submissive even if slightly agitated not angry agitated. If something is wrong we sit and talk things out.

I talk to Vanilla guys who are sexually frustrated, because they have been cut off, or his wife wont go down south or anal is out of the question. Or the lack of foreplay I love foreplay, foreplay does not even have to be touching. Foreplay can be a look through out the day, or the way you brush her hair back, or small comments. Don’t take me wrong I do enjoy a quickie at time.

I love laying in bed while getting head, most of the time I love it slow, just so I can lay back and relax.

ImageThen at times I love face fucking, just something about the control. I think this is probably one of the most submissive acts besides anal sex a submissive can perform .this is an act she has giving up total control.

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I love anal sex, this is another area I consider an act that is very submissive, for a female, it is the most private part on her body. Although anal is one of my favorite things it has to be done right, you have to go slow, prepare. If I am going to be doing anal play I like to give a warm enema, the area should be very clean. Tons of lube. You just don’t want to get up behind her and shove it in, not that I haven’t. I am at the age now, I want the submissive to gain as my pleasure as I do. Nice and slow to start out with, I will usually start out with over my lap spanking pouring a little lube and start to finger her ass a little, while spanking with the other. Once I am able to work two fingers in without hurting she is primed and ready.

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I love eating pussy, that is my second fetish, tie her down I can go for hours. Eating pussy is an art as well, just like spanking. I like to take my time. Using a pump on the clit helps increase the feeling for her. Yea the snake bite kit I blogged about works perfect on the clit, it will make it swell 3 times its normal size. Also using the tens unit, while going down on her will blow her mind…

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This is some of the things I love about the lifestyle, more so the control, but being able to be open, talk openly, without fear of being judged. We can be who we want to be even if just behind closed doors.

The two should set time aside everyday and just talk, about anything, just good conversation. You will grow so much more. If I am sleeping and one has the need to talk, get up make a pot of coffee bring me a cup, wake me up. That is what we as dominants are for.

Vile.

Being a sadist, I enjoy inflicting pain. I have set many a days and tried to figure out what makes me tick. I cannot come up with one reason. I have cum before during a session, even spanking.

The Tens Unit

Posted in bdsm, Bondage, clit, cum, electric play, fingering, squirt on May 26, 2012 by thekinkyworldofvile

The Tens unit can be an awesome toy , for pleasure or for those of us who happen to be sadist , it can be used as a form of torture. Even though I am a sadist I prefer the pleasure part of the unit.

As far as pleasure , you can take one pad and place it on the backside where the butt bone meets the spine, you take the second pad and place it right above the clit. Turn it on a low setting and you can make the keagle muscles work there magic , that is correct.

Once you slide your cock in and begin to pump her you can feel her pussy grasping your cock, it will be tighter than you or her ever thought was possible…

Also if she is standing up spread wide  with the pads in the same position , and you stick two fingers inside her curved upward once you hit that G spot, Here comes the almighty squirt…

Safety do not put pads near the heart, always play safe.

A note you can pick up on ebay for less than a hundred bucks…

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Vile

I love Fisting

Posted in bdsm, Bondage, fingering, fisting, pussy, Spreader Bars on May 16, 2012 by thekinkyworldofvile

To me Fisting is a very intimate act between two people , a lot of trust and openness between the two.

Fisting has to be done correctly because you are not out to hurt someone , your goal is to bring total pleasure. Don’t give up if you are not able to do it the first go around it may take several sessions before you are able to get your hand inside of her.

The key is to be able to get her to relax make her feel comfortable, and lots and lots of lube. I myself like to use spreader bars if you do not own a set most anything will work cut the head of a mop off or a broom. I bend the knees up so her calves are touching the backsides of her thighs, I slide the spreader bar in and tie her calves and thighs together this is keeping her in place and spread.

You want to start out with lots of lube , I use a lube called WET it is really awesome. You want to start out with one or two fingers moving the around just like fingering then you add another until your up to four pushing all the way in. once you have four fingers deep inside , you place your fingers into like a cone shape adding more lube and just slightly push with a slow twisting action, do not push real hard if lube is needed add.

I have somewhat small hands so fisting has never really been a problem, this may take more than one session it make take several. Once your hand if fully inside of her let her get use to the feeling , she will feel a lot of pressure. Once in you can open your hand fully and begin to feel around, ask her to masturbate this will put her at ease much more. You close your hand back up and slowly start to pump her , until you are able to bring your fist fully out and back in.

Very erotic, and very personal. as far as the one fisting there is no other feeling either. Some women worry about being stretched out , but I think pussy is like spandex it will pop back into place…

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Vile

Where I got the name Vile

Posted in ass play, bdsm, erotic, fingering, Spanking on May 8, 2012 by thekinkyworldofvile

While stationed in Germany in the mid 80’s I was I was in my early 20’s and running wild. It did not take me long to find a lot of the kinky clubs. Lord have mercy I was wild then.

I started seeing this little German girl she was not a 100 lbs soaking wet , for two years we were like peanut butter and jelly.  Back in the day it was the goth look then. wow

We went out for about a month and I still have not made my way into her panties , not due to the lack of me not trying.

I was out in the field for 6 weeks during Nov and Dec wow fucking cold, snowed everyday. So we are rolling back into our compound , we approach the gate and there she is Gretchen purple hair with streaks of black, knee high boots torn thigh highs , wow fuck me man .

It took us about 3 hrs to clean everything and put it up had to shower , was beat but it did not matter I had 3 days off.

I walked out to the gate and there she stood , that bitch stood there for 4 hours un fucking real. we hailed a cab which are Mercedes in Germany. I want to hit the club but no we went to her place, she cooked which really surprised me. After we started drinking a little , she got up and left when she came back in she was naked.

Um yea okay she said do what you want, here we go the ass fetish, so I get up walk over and I pick her up carrying her to her bedroom and I sit on the bed laying her across my lap , looking up and down going out of my mind , so I began to spank lightly one cheek then the other , i took my right hand and slid two finger into her pussy still spanking , then I slid my thumb deep in her ass pushing as far in as it would go , still spanking her with the other hand she turned around and said your so Schlecht I said what she said nasty, um  vile. Vile hmm I never looked at it that way.

Where ever we went when she would introduce me to others she would say this is schlecht Vile. Even infront of my friends she would call me Vile and it just stuck with me..

Vile