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I like it when my Master is telling me I am doing a great job! I like to obey, whip my ass, tease him, and submit to him with all my personality. I love to bow when he snaps and show him my gratitude at all times. He is never wrong, HE ALWAYS KNOWS WHAT I NEED!
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Hello ;) This is a introduction since I just joined. Im Knotty. Yes I am very much into rope bondage. I am submissive and I love doing my own rope ties on myself. I am also a cam girl so you will probably see some posts about that. Here are the websites that you can find me on:
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Cabin in the Woods

It's a lovely day for a walk in the woods. The silence the solidarity the crisp cool air on my face. The leaves crackle under my feet as I walk. Just sounds of nature surround me. Until I come across this little log cabin in the woods. I stop in my tracks, not wanting to be heard. Who knows who might live there. It's a creepy little cabin, and as I strain to look through the window I think I see chains hanging from the ceiling inside. I turn to walk in the opposite direction when I hear the door open. As I turn back I see the most stunning beast of a man standing in the doorway. You are only wearing jeans... They are unbuttoned and the zipper slightly low. Your bare chest, muscular and glistening in the ray of light shooting down through the trees. A stranger, in the woods, in a strange isolated cabin. Why am I not turning around running? Can I offer you a drink? You ask me. Yes please comes out of my mouth before I have a chance to think. You step aside, push the door open wide and motion for me to go inside. As I walk past you I glance down at your open jeans and feel an awakening in my own jeans. What is going on here I think to myself. Am I insane. 


As I enter the cabin I look around. It's dark. There are chains hanging there. They hang over a bed. Nicely made... This very sexy beast is a neat freak it appears. Very good:) attached to each bed post are leather straps and I see a flog hanging in the wall above the bed. 


Before I have a chance to turn around and face you, wondering what sort of drink you have to offer, I feel you right behind me. The bulge in your pants pressing against me. Welcome you whisper in my ear. Do you like my little cabin? 


It's very... interesting I respond. Realizing I am short of breath. And frozen in position. Interesting how? you ask, intriguing interesting or oh god get me out of here interesting? 


Intriguing.... I manage to get out. Still frozen. Very good. You whisper in my ear, touching your lips to my neck. I feel your hand on my leg, a spark rushed through me. What the hell is going on here. I in hale as I feel you slide your hand around to the front of my thigh. Sliding it up until I feel you in between my legs. Can I show you how my cabin works? You ask as you pull my wait back into you. 


I can't respond....


You are free to leave if you like you state flatly as you back away from me. 


Wait what? No. 


I turn around slowly, bow my head and whisper, I would like to stay please. Looking at the floor I feel you move closer again. Very good then. Your voice is a little softer this time. You raise my chin with your finger, stare me right in the eye and tell me you have been waiting for me. 


If you wish to stay, you will do what I say. Do you understand. The words seem harsh but your voice is loving and soft. It seems likes an oxymoron, but for some strange reason I trust this dark stranger and I respond with yes Sir. You smile and kiss my neck. Good girl, that was the correct response. As I feel your hand find the warmth between my legs again. I gasp and you pick me up, sliding your hand up my legs and under my ass, the other around my shoulders. You throw me roughly on the bed and sternly demand I remove my clothing. I do as I am told and slowly unbutton my shirt. Your eyes travel over every inch of me as I undress. I feel myself getting wet as I watch you watching me. Once naked I kneel on the bed, back straight, shoulders back and eyes locked on yours. My body is hot and I can feel a bead of sweat drip down my back. You unlock my eyes from yours and in the silence I look closer around the room.


The chains above the bed are on pulleys. There is a track attached to the ceiling. Oh I see... The chains  and pulleys can be moved around the room. Interesting I think to myself.... Interesting? Really? Why is that interesting. I shake the thought out of my head and redirect my senses to the throbbing I feel between my legs. 


Does my contraption interest you? You ask as if reading my thoughts. What is it used for? I ask, thinking I already know the answer. 


Would you like me to show you? I nod my head yes. Would you like me to show you? You ask again. Yes I say. With that you grab the back of my neck and pull my head down to the bed and hold it there. Still kneeling, my ass up in the air now and face planted in the bed sheets. Before I understand what is happening I feel a sharp stinging pain as I hear a loud slap across my ass. Tears well up in my eyes and I let out a cry. I feel pain... But something else also. The throbbing... It's heightened now. What the f? Did that just excite me?!


You let go of my head, pull my body back upright by my hair and whisper from behind me, when I ask you a question, you respond with either yes Sir or no Sir. Is that understood. It was. I get it. Yes Sir. Very good you whisper as you glide your lips down my neck to my shoulders. So... Would you like me to show you how my contraption works? Yes Sir. 


You pull the chains closer. Lay me on my stomach and attach a leather cuff to each wrist and ankle. You pull three ropes down plus one more chain that has a collar attached to the end. You attach the collar to my neck and wrap the ropes around my chest and torso. 


I should feel scared I think to myself. But I don't. Instead I feel calm, intrigued and extremely turned on. There is a slight feeling of anxiousness surrounding the intrigue of what will happen now that I am bound in this strange mans cabin in the woods. Not a sole around. No one to hear me scream. Something inside me is telling me I am safe. 


As you finish tying the ropes you tell me to relax. Just let yourself go. Leave your mind blank. I will not hurt you... much. Let me free you from your world.  All you need to think about are the instructions I give you. Nothing more. You are safe, you are mine. I will make you feel things you could not even have imagined and I will use you as I please, should you choose to and agree to me mine. 


You kneel beside the bed where my head lays as I am bound and still on my stomach. Is that something you would like beautiful slut? 


Yes Sir.


With that you stand and pull one last rope. As you pull I feel pressure around me and then realize, you are lifting me up in the air. As my body comes off the bed I feel the ropes tighten around me. My skin stings from the friction of the ropes. You raise me about waist high and tie the rope off. I realize at this moment just how helpless I am. Naked, suspended from the ceiling and all 4 limbs restrained. And a stranger who appears to enjoy being in control. Without notice you grab the chain connected to my collar. Pull my head back and attach the chain to something, locking my head in place. Then push me away from the bed to the middle of the room, just the floor below me.


As you stand in front of me you glance to the floor below me and I see a pleased smile come across your face. You have started a puddle on my floor. Are you enjoying yourself so far? Yes Sir I answer. And I was. I can't see what puddle you are talking about, but as I feel my juices slide down my throbbing clit, I realize I am so wet that I am literally dripping my juices under me. 


I close my eyes for a moment, taking in what I am. Here in this cabin. It feels familiar, even though I have never had an experience like this before. At that moment I release myself to you. I clear my mind, let my body hang and look into your eyes, looking for direction. You take a step back and slide your hand down your pants. I see you rubbing yourself as you stare at me naked, hanging in front of you, ready for your use. My mouth starts to salivate as I try to picture what is contained in your jeans. 


I swear to god you are reading my mind because as I start to imagine what your hard cock looks and tastes like, you drop your jeans, grab the back of my head at perfect height and force your hard cock into my mouth and right to the back of my throat. You groan and I throb as I taste your salty sweat with my tongue. You grab both sides of my head, slide yourself out of my mouth lean down and whisper good girl in my ear. Why do those words make me feel proud? Why do I want to hear them again? 


You stand beside me... Run your fingers down my back to my ass. You slap me hard. You have a gorgeous ass my beautiful slut. Who's ass is it now? Yours Sir. Very good. You grab my ass cheek and squeeze it so hard your nails dig into my skin as you walk around to the back of me and pull my ankle chains, spreading my legs as far apart as possible. You place a chair in between my legs and sit down. I can feel your breath on my pussy as I feel your fingers spread open my lips. Your are inspecting me. Your new property. You look absolutely yummy baby girl. I am going to enjoy making you tremble. 


It is silent. I feel your presence, your eyes and an unfamiliar swelling inside me as your being captivates me entirely. My body shakes slightly as I feel you slide your finger inside me. Then a yearning as you slide it back out. I quiver as you circle my clit. An unfamiliar burning erupts deep in my soul. I feel the ropes burning my skin, my neck aches in its position. Yet I don't feel in pain. I feel in love, body entwined with the most exquisite combination of pleasure and pain. Then slap! As your hand makes sharp contact with my throbbing clitoris. I rock in my chains from the force of your slap, the sting travels through. As the pain slips into a rush of pleasure you grab my ass cheeks, squeeze them in your hands and spread them as I hear an "mmmmm" exit your mouth. 


At that moment I realize this is only the beginning. 


You stand up and slowly circle me. I think you are admiring your possession. I see the gears turning in your head as you pass in front of me. You bend down so your face is at my level and kiss me with the most passionate lips I have ever felt. I know then that I was meant to come across this cabin in the woods. What I have yearned for my whole life, what I didn't know would set me free in now right in front of me. As you pull your lips from mine I immediately need more. But you don't indulge me. You stand, leaving my mouth watering for more.


I hang naked in wait and anticipation. Mind filled with nothing but wanting to please you now. To be what you want, what you need... To be your desire as well. The need to hear you say good girl. 


My thoughts are interrupted by the pinching if my nipples as you attach two clamps to me that are attached to thin chains which you hold in your hands. You pull the two chains, making me wince. As you hear my wimpers you kneel behind me and find my throbbing clit with your tongue. As I stop whimpering and replace it with heavy breathing you pull your tongue away and pull on the clamp chains again. My body filled with a mixture of pleasure and pain so unknown but astonishingly so welcome. As you pull my chains back one more time and hold them, tight, you stand, grab my hair pulling my head back further I feel your hard cock enter me. But just your head. I am frozen. Keep going I am thinking in my head. Fill me! I want to scream. What instead come out is a loud groan. mmmmm I hear from behind me as you slide yourself a litter further in. My mouth opens. My body flexes, my nipples throb. I want more. Who are you? You ask. I am yours. I manage to whisper, my vocal cords going silent, nothing in my mind but you. I am your slut, I am your sex toy, you own me Sir. Good girl i hear as you pull harder in my hair, yank tighter my chains and push yourself deeper inside me than I have ever felt. I scream with pleasure as you let go of my chains and grab my hip instead. You pull we roughly into you using my hair and my hip. I am going to enjoy my little slut you growl. Your other hand finds my other hip and like a swing you push and pull me hard into your cock. When you hear my breathing so hard that you anticipate I am going to cum you stop, pull yourself from me and say, not yet baby girl. I am not done playing yet. 


My clitoris is burning and erect, my whole body on fire filled with the desire of release. My pussy open ready and in need of you. 


You be a good slut and you will get what you need you state as you slap my ass so hard that you leave a hand mark on my cheek. You have a tight little ass my dear, I am going to enjoy working you in. You spread my ass cheeks, spit on my hole and slowly circle my ass hole with your thumb. My hole flexes involuntarily as I feel your touch. Soft at first, the a little harder. As I slowly open for you I feel the tip of your thumb enter my ass. I groan and you push it in further until your whole thumb is completely inside me. You push your hard cock into me again this time rocking me, pushing and pulling me into you using your thumb still in my ass. Do not cum until I say so! You demand. 


You spend the next little while fucking each of my holes. Hard. Using my hanging body for your own personal pleasure. Your groans get louder. Your instructions more stern.  My back stings from the whips you have used on me and I feel the welted hand marks in my ass cheeks. My body aching for release. 


As I can't control my urge to cum I begin to cry and beg you for release. You appear to enjoy the begging. I could tell as your body stiffened and your rhythm increased. Accompanied by the sexiest groan I have ever heard. Ok my good slut. I will give my beautiful sexy toy some relief. 


You move me back over the bed and drop the ceiling chains as I fall down face first in the bed. Before I know it you are behind me, palm open pushing my head into the bed. I feel you enter me one last time and whisper, cum now for me my previous slut. You slip your other hand under me and find my clitoris. Give me a few hard pinches before you start once again fucking me hard and with intent. Your palm comes off my head. Instead you grab the back of my hair and pull my head back. Ahhhh. I groan in absolute pleasure as you bring me to the height of orgasm. A level I have never felt before. What the fuck is going on I think in my head. With that I squirt all over your hard cock, convulsing slightly as I feel you let go inside me also. As we moan together I am in pure ecstasy. 


You roll off me, gather my body in your arms, pull me into you and you just hold me. I feel your warm breath in my skin. You are a very good girl, You whisper in my ear. I drift off to sleep wondering if this had all been a dream.... 


Her the submissive

A trinket. A toy. A rag doll inspection.

A goddess. A princess. A crazy obsession. 

A submissive. A slave. A treasured possession.

She see's in the window, Sirs belt reflection. 

She is a willing canvas, for his marks collection. 

She's finally sure if her life's direction. 

His submissive. His slave. His treasured possession.


-Gigi



Self bondage
Being in a relationship that dosn't explore the kinkier side, I have come to find that selfbondage is a good form of release for sexual tensions beyond the bedroom. If anyone would like to be a sort of online dominant' I'd love to submit. I travel frequently for work, and that leaves me alot of free time in isolation. 
BDSM and D/s is NOT about abuse

I've gotten quite a few questions about this and thought to clear some things up. Naturally these are just my opinions and you have your right to disagree, but for me this is what it is about :)

First of all BDSM is consensual, both have agreed to it and want it. It has nothing to do with abuse which is completely another ball game.


So, I thought to write a few words and say what I see as important in D/s relationship (hey, if you don't agree it's alright.There's tons of ways to do these things and it's ok as long as both agree to it and no one else is affected by what you do). Iâm just writing these thoughts down and surely forget some important points, so most likely there's more to come.

1. Respect

it's a nonbrainer really. If there's no mutual respect between the two it can't evolve and go deeper. Respect her limits, her ideas, her thoughts and most of all respect the fact that she trusts and respects you so much that she submits to you! Itâs not an easy to step to take for anyone and there's nothing more what I respect than a woman who has decided to trust me and drop on her knees in front of me.

2. Be yourself

Nothing more, nothing less. Itâs not an act, itâs not a game you play where you slip into the role, sure ..you can play that role a little while but if itâs really not you and what you want, how long are you going to be interested to play that role?

3. Honesty

You have to know what you want. Who you really are and what you're into (or at least what interests you if you don't know it yet for sure by experience). Naturally you also have to know what you are NOT into and be honest about it. If you meet someone who's not into things in general that you are and your chemistries don't click, it's more than likely not going to work out in the long run. Yeah, honesty and the truth often hurts but what hurts more is the fact that you have not been honest and you have lied when things have evolved and the truth comes out. Naturally this works both ways, she has to be honest as well but quite often inexperienced one doesn't really know all those things she's into ..what she knows she has eagerness to please and to submit for someone who see's worth it.

4. Have some manners and common sense now would ya?

No, although she identifies herself as a submissive / slave, that does NOT mean she's YOUR submissive / slave. Submissive chooses her dominant and who she submits to, not the other way around (yes yes of course the dominant has to accept her as well, naturally). So behave like a man and take it like a man if you get denied, don't go calling random submissive women as cunts, whores and bitches (really, can you imagine? Most are not turned on by it, until they actually ask for it)

5. DON'T be selfish

It's not about you making demands without giving anything back, both sides really have to work for it and give it 100% for things to work out. It's quite often actually all about her ..how come you ask? She's the one who submits. It's quite simple really, you're the one who's responsible of her well being and safety, fail and the consequences can be huge, both mentally and physically. So yes, it's quite often all about her. Being a gentleman can't hurt and that's what you really have to be, gentleman and a real man, not a whiny spineless guy who has excuse for every mistake he does and let's face it, we all make mistakes. If you do one, be a man! Admit it and discuss about it. Listen to her feedback and act upon it.

6. Trust takes time to build but it can be gone in a heartbeat

In order for her to really submit to you, she needs to trust you. Take your time, take it forward slowly and be patient. If you DO NOT have patience this is really not for you. Don't lose your temper, if you do you're actually admitting that you're the one who loses the control and how someone who has no control over himself control the others?


There we go. Got thoughts about it? Happy to hear!



Role with it: Sub Type


Playing role with it is a dangerous game, so dangerous that sometimes it even knows what you really are.Once the die is cast, a chain coloured symbol appears before you. Its the Sub nature. Within you a powerful sensation of being at the beck and call of others grows strongly by the minute.Its so great to be crawling for your master or mistress, to be subdued and just let’s the dom be the one taking the choices. Following every, and always with most caring, rule they tell you. It’s so good to be held like a fucktoy, or a pet, or a slave, or all of them. Surrendering to their true nature. You know you always have been like that. Why choose otherwise. Of course choosing is not in your nature. You gave your rights with this path.And of course your master or mistress will not be an evil monster and know that they can push your limits and where your weakness are. Where you will be joyful and where you will beg them to stop. They will put the most of their souls in your aftercare. Afterall you are now a part of them. You belong to them, and you love it
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