Here are 3 erotic stories that I experienced during my naturist massages, where dominance and submission were more extreme than usual. The first will involve a couple SM who loved a particularly violent domination. The second will tell you the daily life of a young woman passionate about SM. As for the last, she will make you discover a couple whose relationship based on domination and submission was very particular. Happy reading.
This couple which wanted an extreme SM naturist massage
I have an appointment with a couple on Paris of which the spouse my asked by telephone my SM naturist massage Fifty Shades. Once arrived at the indicated address, I call my customer who by confidentiality, did not wish to give me his name to ring at his intercom. The man goes down to look for me in front of the building then makes me a small briefing on his wife. He informs me that she is a very beautiful young woman and who is 3 months pregnant. He also adds that he does not wish that I put my music because he wants to put his own music selection. Generally for the music, when we say me that, it is not good sign. Spouses’ little who insisted on putting their own music put completely unsuitable musics for the eroticism. I was already entitled to the Christophe Maé, the Lake of the Signs… In brief, we rise then to his flat. He opens the door of the flat and I hear a music of besides grave. We would say monks’ incantations. And one music in the other one it is always the worse. Funeral musics accompanied with organs. The flat is luxurious but candles arranged almost everywhere to create a subdued atmosphere more remind me a future session of sacrifice. Interesting.
I get acquainted with the future mom who waits me standing next to for her American bar. She is a very beautiful young woman, of hardly 30 years, typifies top model, blonde, with the long, smoother and silky hair. She is only dressed in a black fine lingerie and wears high-heeled shoes. I get acquainted with and notice that she has a small foreign accent. Before beginning my massage Fifty Shades, I bandage her eyes then undress her completely. I do her lengthen on the planned location and I undress also.
I join her then sit me at the level of her buttocks and I begin by massing her a little the back. Well, we did not make me come for a massage relaxing then I quickly pass in the heart of the matter, to dominate this young woman. Having made rise abruptly her excitement, I move on by attaching her wrists, by seizing her firmly, by pulling her hair, by immobilizing her arms or her legs to prevent her from bending her body of pleasure. I give her for what she also waited, slaps on the face. But considering that they are not rather powerful, she asks me more hardly. She wants real slaps which mark her face. I increase then the intensity while seeing to it not to exceed a certain acceptable limit for her. As for the husband, he looks at the show with attention and takes advantage patiently.
The Fifty Shades massage continues and I arrive later at the seizure at the level of the neck. But there also, the young woman wants that I serve the stronger neck. She takes then my hand catching her blow and she presses my hand to strangler her truly. I see the face blushing by the blood and the veins of neck swell as if they were going to explode. I get rid then quickly of her seizure so that she does not faint. Without forgetting that she exposes her baby to dangerous consequences to want to suffocate by pleasure.
I continue my naturist massage as a Fifty Shades but in spite of its very dominator side, I notice that it does not correspond to the waits of this couple to extreme tastes. Although the session passes well, I know by pertinently that this couple will not call on to me for a new naturist massage. These things happen. But thanks to them, I have a new story to be told.
A young woman passionnate about SM
A woman, who looks rather young to her voice on the phone, makes an appointment with me to discover the special domination massage, the Fifty Shades. For now, nothing unusual. But if I tell you this erotic story, it’s because things will change very quickly.
We are in the afternoon and I travel to Paris to do an erotic massage at home of my customer. I go to the intercom, go upstairs and knock on the door of the young woman. She opens me and lets me in and greets me warmly. We talk a little in the entrance and I ask her to tell me her room to install my stuff.
We cross a piece of her apartment and arrived in her room, I see SM photos framed covering the entirety of the walls, showing women bound and gagged. There was so much everywhere that one would almost say a showroom. I look again at the young woman who seems frail to me and another vision of it appears to me now. It’s quite surprising. I ask her the direction of the bathroom, to wash my hands before starting the erotic massage, and there too, I see other shots SM, wearing women suspended by the feet, others with a ball in the mouth, and others biting a man’s shoe. Each piece I discover is a journey into a fully SM universe. Back in the room, I approach the subject with the young woman who smiles. She explains to me that she adores the SM, and that she does not conceive a relationship other than being dominated. I then ask her a lot of crispy questions while I prepare my massage stuff, then interrupt our discussion to move on to this one.
I tell her that everything is ready, approach me, seize her wrist firmly, and turn her 180 ° back to me. I place my blindfold over her eyes, push her forward towards the wall, and swing her in half doggy style with her arms resting against her. She said I like the hard, so we will not waste time in preliminaries. I unbuttoned her jeans and go down directly with her thong at the knees. I notice at this moment, a purple ring connected to a thread that protrudes from her pussy. I understand immediately then she is wearing geisha balls. I chained by putting a violent slap on the buttocks and hear a cry screaming pain and pleasure. I smile because I see the red trace of my hand on her buttock where you can clearly see my 5 fingers. To prevent the other side is jealous, of course, I also put a slap on the other. It’s my gentleman side. In short, once her little ass tattooed with the image of my hands, I grabbed her by the waist, lifts her half-naked, and throws her on the bed on her back, where I finish removing her clothes. She looks at me with a conquered smile and a little surprise too. I see in her eyes that she did not imagine that it would start so fast.
Once completely undressed, I seize a leg and an arm and return it like a pancake. On small templates like her, it’s easy to do, and it always makes its impression. I take my second headband, tie her hands behind her back firmly, and lifts her buttocks. She finds herself facing the light, buttocks in the air, with the balls of geisha in her pussy, and hands tied behind the back. It’s a perfect position for her to be the most submissive and at my mercy. I just started hostilities, I already see her pussy shine wet. I know that she is already excited, and this vision excites me in my turn and gets me a powerful erection.
I grab the ring connected to her sextoy and slowly pull it to see the diameter of a ball. As I expected, given the profile of the young woman, it is not small caliber. So I shoot to get past the first while being careful that it does not come out fully, then I let it go back inside. And I repeat this several times to dilate her pussy. I then interrupt this preliminary pulling completely and extracting from her pussy all the balls. Once again, she lets out an orgasmic groan.
Then I bend over her, grab her by the neck and say “No more sex toys, now we move on to serious things!” As for the rest, only the girl and I know her. But I can tell you that it was brutal and very exciting.
The woman wearing a slave collar
Here is a rather special anecdote. I have an appointment in Paris for an erotic massage in a hotel to see a couple to whom I have to give a Kama massage to the woman. I meet the husband at the hotel reception, and I feel the ground asking questions to know if his wife is aware of the erotic massage, if it is stressed, excited, etc. He answers me that it must be very soft. So I tell myself that having chosen this massage is not wise. So 1st contradiction, take the Kama naturist massage is more than hot and ask me it is soft. In the conversation, he also informs me that his wife is wearing an anal plug. So, I change my mind and tell myself that she may not be so shy if she receives me with a dildo in her ass, that’s it.
We go to the room and enter. I see his naked woman lying on her back with a mask on her eyes. I say hello and no answer. I try to make her talk a little while introducing me but no word, no smile from her. She obviously does not want to talk. You feel like you’re going to have fun when it’s like that. I prepare my music, I go to the bathroom to wash my hands, and I come back to the couple.
I advise that I will start the massage and tell the woman that she can lie on her stomach. She turns, but only partially elongates. She lies down, leaning on her forearms as a cladding position to work the abs. I am surprised until I lean over her to massage her back, I saw a thick metal necklace like cast iron. With her long hair, I had not noticed it at first. But in this position, he is perfectly visible. I understand that it is a slave necklace because it has a ring to hang a chain or a leash. Considering all this information, I now understand that her imposing necklace prevent her from lying down completely.
So I summarize, I have in front of me a woman with blindfolded, a slave collar and an anal plug between the buttocks. Normally, we could say that with all that she would not be prudish? Well no. In a quavering voice, she asks me not to touch her with my body because it bothers her. I can just touch her with my hands. My chest touched her back and obviously it was already too erotic for her. I respect her request. I also observe, throughout the massage, that she crosses her legs, serves them, and that she trembles like a leaf. I then stop the erotic massage and make it a massage only relaxing. A good old-fashioned muscle massage. Nothing erotic but it makes time pass. I end the session as well, do not ask anyone if they liked it or not, and leave.
Let’s go to the analysis. There are 2 possible explanations. Either this woman plays her part as a slave woman and expects me to force her to go further in her game of domination and submission. I have already seen this case, but usually we discuss it beforehand so that things are clear. Either she submits and obeys her husband doing stuff she absolutely does not want. In both cases, since she did not speak absolutely, it was impossible for me to distinguish the true from the false. So I played the card of caution by adapting myself, and I changed my erotic massage with a relaxing massage.