Here’s a list of people who will frequently be mentioned in the blog. It’s a good place to come when I mention someone, if you don’t know who it is.
I suppose I should be exposed first. :P I’ve been in the BDSM lifestyle since I was 15. In fact, I lost my virginity in a BDSM context, to a man who tied me up. I had always been more turned on by being used than sharing a “moment” or whatever it is. So, my first fuck was from behind (vaginal, mind you!) with a guy who had me tied to the bed and blindfolded. It wasn’t particularly great, since neither of us had any BDSM experience (and me, none at all) but I did always know I preferred that to vanilla. And ever since I really knew what a prostitute was, the idea aroused me. I met my husband-to-be in college, and he knew my fantasy. He was a very rough dom but wasn’t at first comfortable with pimping me, until I talked him into it. My first experience was a cheap blowjob, and it made me feel so used and filthy. Hubby was OK with it too, so we haven’t stopped! On a personal note, I have a Master’s degree, but that was just for my own passion. I don’t work. I hook full-time. ;) And when I’m not with a client, I’m keeping myself hot for my owner and his friends.
More importantly, my pimp. I sound tacky saying this, but he’s your typical handsome businessman. Well-off, broad shoulders, tall-dark-and-handsome (especially in a suit, mon dieu!). As I said, we met in college. He was an economics major and I’m an artsy chick, so we met through a mutual friend. One of my girlfriends had slept with him, knew he was a rough customer (wink), and knew of my, uh, predilections. At first we just fucked, but it became romantic, and we married shortly before graduation. He’s done very well professionally, and I’m his property. I do what he says. His style of domination is very subtle. He doesn’t yell and only hits occasionally. He often just whispers orders, but he’s so authoritative that I just stumble when he talks.
Pseudonym, natch. We’ve known Red Zone since college. He wasn’t my first customer, but he’s the regular that I’ve known the longest. He played for our college football team (hence, the nickname) as a wide receiver. He was never particularly good, which is why he’s not a football player now. He works in some sort of internet-related thing that I don’t quite understand. But he is huuuuuuuuuuuuge. A lot of my preparation when I’m not with a customer is practicing getting him down my throat. He spent a long time hitting me at each section and forcing it down my throat. Seriously, I puked a couple times. But now I can do it! I prefer to be forced, and he still forces me sometimes, but sometimes he prefers me to deepthroat him on my own. Now I can.
Rough and Tumble
So called because he’s more interested in beating me to a pulp than fucking me. I mean, he does fuck me, but only after he’s whipped me repeatedly or something along those lines. Once, he actually beat my back with a pool cue. Oh my God, I can still feel the sting. At times he’s hit me with his belt, a whip, a riding crop. He’s also really into nipple torture. He likes to clamp my nipples and pull. Hubby is OK with it. I usually come back with loads of bruises.
So named because she reminds me of “the girl from 4E” in a Geico commercial, aka, Holly Lynch: https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lKaNLj-2Y58/TXlAKwSYi5I/AAAAAAAACVE/XIR5z1cydws/holly_lynch_11.jpg. Ok, so perhaps not that stunningly gorgeous, but close. Seriously! She’s not really a domme. Actually, she’s kind of vanilla, but that’s OK. She just wants her pussy licked by a dirty hooker. And I’m ok with that! She actually was an escort once, but she used her earnings to pay for school and now works in my husband’s office. She’s an amazingly creative woman, does art on the side. Very sultry voice, too. Mmmmmm.
Self-explanatory, right? Not exactly a great-looking guy. Not ugly, mind you, but not conventionally good-looking. He likes me to pretend I’m not willing. Once I was a hitchhiker. I got in, then he locked me in cuffs and drove me to his house where he had his way with me. He’s very creative. All sorts of lovely fantasies, but never am I willing! The added pounds on his body make it very believable. Sometimes I genuinely couldn’t escape even if I wanted to. Unf.
This is a couple that likes to have me together. The man is a bit older, maybe in his 50s, but his wife is a trophy wife. Late 20s, blonde, supermodel type. She’s surprisingly expert for a girl her age. I like being on her leash, and she giggles so deliciously when I beg her for mercy. (I’m a really, really good beggar.) She likes to humiliate me, making me do things like sucking her stiletto or lick the floor where she just walked. She’s a switch, though, so sometimes she and her husband dominate me but sometimes he uses us both together. Her tongue is very, very skilled. My husband’s is better, but he rarely uses it. I’m a big fan of being tied up, her eating me while her husband fucks her ass. Or I take it in the ass while eating her. Either way.
The Doctor teaches at the college my husband and I attended. I had a class with him as a senior, but my husband worked closely with him for all four years. He’s married, but his wife doesn’t know about me, so I’ve never actually fucked him at his house. Mostly it’s blow jobs under his office desk. It’s incredibly hot fucking in his office, especially when I’m tied to his desk! He’s slightly dominant, but not that rough. A bit older, being he’s a professor and all, and it shows in his skills.