Expanding upon a moment

Sometimes, you can just tell the way an event will play out after a single moment. The sex might be rough, but not overly so - though if you're defining dominant & submissive, we'll say male dominant / female submissive.

The punishment for sharing without permission.

He walked in, finding her nude on the bed, he legs separated - the electronic "click click" of a the shutter on the camera going off every few seconds as she held the phone with one hand, spreading her lips with the other, trying to find just the right angle for just the right shot.

He cleared his throat.

She dropped the phone.

"And, um, what do you think you're doing?"

"Nothing," she replied, blindly pressing buttons on her phone as he walked over to her. "I was just taking some pictures for you. You surprised me by being home so early!" She put on her best smile as she continued fumbling with buttons on the phone, never looking at what she was doing.

The airport meetup

His flight arrived early, and, despite his nerves, he was starving. Thinking ahead, he knew he needed something . . . and the Mexican joint seemed that it would have to do. A margarita for his nerves, chips & guacamole for his stomach, and with any luck, a view of the game to make his watch keep from being stuck still.

As his finished his first drink and was dipping a chip, he felt a breeze against his neck. "I crave your guacamole," she whispered in his ear as she nibbled his earlobe. He snapped his head around and saw her, picked her up as if she were a rag doll, and kissed her, passionately. Her flight, apparently, arrived early, as well.

It was minutes that passed before the bartender applauded.

The Massage

One of the consistent requests from the survey was a bit of femdom. I think of myself as a switch, truly . . . though I'm, probably, 99% dominant in my actions & dreams. However, whenever you're getting into something kinky . . . well, there is the opportunity to hurt, which is part of what is so intriguing. And there is the opportunity to injure . . . and that must always be avoided. The very first time I realized that I wanted to introduce some kink to the bedroom, I knew that there had to be an element of trust involved. And, to drive that home, I made sure that the person I was with knew that there was nothing that I'd ever do to her that I wouldn't allow her to do to me . . . it only seemed fair.

I still think that way in regards to kink.

So, without further ado, the story of a man "learning his lesson" after misbehaving during a massage.

Asking For Feedback

We're at a time when I'm struggling to find the time to write regularly . . . and because of that, I'm trying extra-hard to make sure that I'm actually giving you better posts (I'm always a quality of quantity guy, but when the quantity is so small, I want to make sure that the quality is, truly, something extraordinary).

So, I want to know what y'all want - this blog isn't going anywhere in the near future, but, well, if I can have some insight into what you're really jonesing for, I can, perhaps, work to supply just that. So, when you can, please Fill out this form to let me know what you'd like more of, how you'd like the blog delivered, and, well, to tell me anything you want.

And, just so you know, yes, anonymous comments drive me batty (just like anonymous form submissions will -- but driving me crazy isn't necessarily a bad thing). However, I'm not storing these anywhere - I just want to see if I can figure out what y'all want more of.

John's Dark Side User Form

When first they met

Yeah, I know it's been awhile . . . life is stupid when it gets in the way. Just a fun little "intro" story that I think you'll all enjoy...

The Wine Party

The common complaint about pornography (and, really, is there any other way to describe this blog) is that it objectifies women. So, let's actually turn the woman into an object, shall we? Female submissive. Several male dominants.