When Roxy came to visit me a few weeks ago, she came bearing gifts.  Among the carefully chosen items were several pairs of men’s briefs.  There were three different styles, a variety of colors and some very flashy patterns.

 

 

Baby, this one’s for you.

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Big thanks to Roxy for the bounty of briefs.  Because I also bought myself new underthings not long ago, I now have enough to turn my back(side) on women’s underwear.  However, I am very much in favor of panties as a sexy garment on others, worthy of appreciation and groin tightening.. if you are also of that persuasion, please visit Roxy’s page and see her HNT.

Happy HNT, y’all

To see all the other HNT posts for the day, go to Views from the Back Row, from whence the HNT goodness has come.

 

Photo courtesy of Emmy

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Next year we’ll have the second full sized Butch Voices conference to participate in, this year we have four regional conferences.

Subject: Butch Voices 2010 Regional Conferences: Call for Submissions

BUTCH Voices is a national organization composed of social justice activists who share a commitment to building inclusive community for self-identified Butches, Studs, Tombois, Machas, Aggressives, our partners and allies.

This year we will be holding BUTCH Voices Regional Conferences in Dallas, New York, Los Angeles & Portland. We invite you to join us for workshops, panels, and performances intended to celebrate our diverse identities.

BUTCH Voices Dallas – June 5, 2010 – contact – bvdallas2010@gmail.com

BUTCH Voices NYC – September 25, 2010 – contact – bvnyc2010@gmail.com

BUTCH Voices Portland – October 2, 2010 – contact – bvportland2010@gmail.com

BUTCH Voices LA – October 9, 2010 – contact – bvla2010@gmail.com

These regional conferences will be an amazing opportunity to create local and regional community awareness, to share butch voices, and critical thinking about who we are. BUTCH Voices Regional Conferences are a place to: talk about why we identify in the ways we do, learn how to tell our stories, address femininity, masculinity, discuss areas of overlap and intersection that are none of the above. We will talk about sex, embodiment, community building, our physical and mental health, and issues that stand in the way of Butch-identified solidarity and justice. Most importantly, BUTCH Voices is the place where we can be ourselves with one another.

This is our Call for Submissions. We welcome workshop ideas of all kinds, films, performances, skill shares, especially on topics which speak to the cultural, sexual, emotional, physical, and psychological relationships that arise in the lives of Butches, Studs, Tombois, Aggressives, Machas, etc. We are open to all perspectives–queer, feminist, womanist, neither or beyond! We particularly encourage proposals by and for people-over sixty, under twenty-one, working-class, and people of color or persons with disabilities.

Deadline for Submissions for BUTCH Voices Dallas is May 15, 2010 and for the other three Regional Conferences is August 1, 2010. Please submit your proposal or abstract to the corresponding Regional Conference (email addresses listed above) in which you wish to present along with a short bio of yourself and any other presenter.

 

Part 2 of a Microfantasy Monday story.. read part one here.

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She leaned over him, and he became aware that she was soaked to the skin and shivering.  Reaching up, he pulled her shirt open by the snaps, “Baby, you’re gonna catch your death unless we get you dry and warmed up.” His rakish grin gave away his less than charitable intentions.

“Mmmmm, baby, you can take these clothes off me, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to be wet” she ground her crotch into him to emphasize her point.  They worked together to strip her wet clothing off, Jude getting up for another blanket to cover her with.  As he was standing beside the cot, shaking out the blanket, she reached over for his belt.  Soon he was down to his skivvies and she pulled him in with her.  There was no sense of where she ended and he began.  His breasts, hers.. her pussy as wet and needy as his.  He found her with his fingers, opening her up slowly and steadily.  She gasped and thrust onto him as he moved his body between her legs.  Fingers inside her, his pelvis against his hand, he pumped into her.  Her back arched and her fingers raked his shoulders.  He bore down harder, matching her need, digging toes into the cot, looking for more leverage.  She clenched and squeezed him as she came, hard, and loud, the rain hammering against the tin roof of the barn.  Her lips found his, her tongue seeking his, inviting it back to her mouth.  She sucked on his tongue like a small cock and he groaned loudly into her mouth.  Everything in him hardened suddenly.  pulling his fingers out of her, disregarding her gasp of dismay, he pushed his pubic mound into the sweet wetness of her pussy.  It was there, he could feel it.  His cock, the one that he’d always felt belonged to him, the one he always had in his dreams.  It swelled to fill her and her eyes widened in shock and surprise.

“You feel it, don’t you, baby?”

“Yes, oh my god, yes, what? .. how..?  Ahhhnnngggggggg”  She peaked again, as his orgasm was building.   She clung to him as his body grew rigid, muscles straining, a groan building to a howl.  He came hard, could feel himself inside her, filling her, muscles spasming with the effort.  She clung to him, thighs pulling him in closer, pushing against him, milking him dry.

Moments later, gasping for breath, bathed in sweat, they rearranged themselves into a tight ball of intertwining limbs.  He cradled her head against his shoulder, her fingers traced the lines of his tattoos.   She shuddered as his hands, roughened with hard-earned callouses, gently caressed her breasts, palm teasing her nipples to hardness.   Her breath quickened as he ran the back of his hand from between her breasts to her public bone.  Eyes rolled back, her back arched and her thighs opened.

“Yes, please, lover.. god, baby, I’ve missed you…”

He let his fingers rest over her pussy, finger tips against her wet hole, heel of his hand against her clit.  He looked into her eyes, a devilish light in them, a taunting grin curling his lips.   Her eyes narrowed, smile fading into something between a threat and a promise.

“Look, here, boy… don’t you be holding out on me.. I’ll kick your ass” she growled through the words and glared at him, but didn’t make a move to change what he was doing.

“My sweet Kate, I wouldn’t think of it, darlin”  but the truth was, now that the initial wild hunger was sated, it was time to play.   He drummed his fingers against her labia, she arched her back in response, squirming in an attempt to get something to slip into her empty, aching pussy.

He grabbed her wrists and held them above her head.  His gaze grew hard, though the corners of his mouth still quirked in a smile.  She looked up at him with big eyes, her mouth slightly open, but wordless.  He patted her pussy, softly at first, then spanking it quickly.

“Baby, no goddd.. baby, no no.. mmmm gggggggggod baby… ” Her protest was weak and quickly turned into a babbling stream of conscious. He released her wrists and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, holding her tightly against his body. Giving her a few more hard slaps, he gripped her pussy tightly, holding the heel of his palm against her clit.  She thrust against him, groaning, pleading, hands flailing until they found something to hold on to, a handful of his hair and the side of the bunk.

He kept massaging, kneading the hot slippery folds between her legs, now sliding fingers between them.  Two fingers on either side of her clit, he pulled and pressed and circled without touching it directly.

Thrusting turned into frantic writhing and she began to beg him for release.

“Please baby, god, Judddde.. I need you inside me, baby, so empty .. mmgmgggggggg.. Please! Baby, now god, I need you, now!!”

In one motion, he slid two fingers into her, and moaned at how good she felt.  Hot, wet, clenching his fingers, her thighs closed on his hand so he couldn’t have pulled out if he wanted to.  Not that he wanted to.  She pulled his head down, pulled his mouth against hers and he kissed her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth in the same rhythm his fingers were fucking her pussy.

“Oh, my sweet girl, my darling Kate…  you are so good, baby, so so good.”

She came in an incoherent stream of words and shouts and noises normally heard in the woods late at night during the spring.  Her breath came in gasps, then slowing, she opened her eyes, coming back to herself, looking at him in wonder, “Oh, lover, how do you do that?  You feel like no one I’ve ever been with, you’re the one I’ve always dreamed of but never thought I’d find.”

He kissed her forehead, her nose, her lips softly.  Pulling her into him again, he wrapped the blankets back around them both.  The rain was still drumming hard into the tin roof over them and he knew the barnyard was a mucky mess by now.  No need to hurry anywhere, no one would come looking for them for a while.

He closed his eyes, fingers still stroking her arm.  Her breath had deepened into sleep.  He could feel his body uncoil, relaxed and sated.  He was seconds from sleep as he murmured against her hair, ”I love you too, baby, and I’ve been dreaming about you all my life.  I don’t ever want to let you go.”

This week’s Microfantasy Monday writing prompt is ‘Rain’, inspired by April showers and brought to us by Ang, the Sweltering Celt.. thanks, hon!

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The forecast had been promising rain all week, though that was a laugh because anybody more than a couple of years old could tell you there’d be rain off and on until late June.  Despite the warnings, the rain had held off all week, the sun shining brilliantly in royal blue sky.  Any clouds that did show their faces, scuttled along quickly, on their way to the foothills to dump their load of rain.  But Jude knew they were due, and something in the air, the way the temperature dropped suddenly, told him it was time to head into the barn.

He glanced out the doorway, taking a moment to just watch the oncoming clouds.  These one’s were dark and brooding, and it reminded him of a certain afternoon, months prior in early fall.  His groin tightened and he groaned out loud at the memory.  As if on queue, he saw her, coming back from a trail ride, slicker tied to her saddle, her long hair pulled back under her hat.  Kate glanced over her shoulder, but didn’t hurry her horse.  Whether she was intentionally tempting the clouds or not, he didn’t know, but he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

There was still a gap in the clouds and the sun shone through like a spotlight.  It lit her up, her golden hair and pale blue western shirt, glowing against the dark backdrop of rain behind her.  She was soaking up the sun, her eyes half closed, body moving easily with the walking rhythm of her palomino gelding.  Then the rain hit, and the drumming sound on the field behind her startled her, making her jump.  Jude watched as a curtain of rain advanced across the pasture, flattening the grass.  Her smile was wide and she put heels to her ride and he began to trot.  Jude began to grin, it was gonna be too little too late, and she seemed to be resigned to it.  Just as she prompted the horse into a lope, the leading edge of rain hit her, carrying a bit of sleet.  With a shout, she hunched over and let the horse take her into the overhang outside the horse stalls.

Jude came through the barn to meet her.  She hopped down, completely soaked, pulled off her hat and shook out her hair.   Looking up, she saw him and stopped, eyes wide as he closed on her quickly, wrapping strong arms around her waist and lifting her partway off the ground.  The hunger in him grew so quickly it took his breath away and seemed to have the same effect on her.

“Oh, god, Jude.. ” she gasped and pressed her mouth against his, feeding on him feverishly, while he walked her over to the hay bale.  Sitting her down, he knelt in front of her, and, pushing wet hair back from her face, he looked into her eyes for a long moment.

“I’ve missed you, darlin, god, how I’ve missed you, Kate” She’d been gone to school, it’d been too long since they’d been alone together.  Kissing her more gently now, working his lips along her jawline to her ear. “Let’s get Pal turned in, so we can get reacquainted.”

They took care of Pal, getting him settled into his stall.  He led her to the tack room, where a narrow cot lay under a burden of horse blankets, tack and other odds and ends.  He lifted one end of the cot up, spilling all onto the floor.   Grabbing a clean blanket from a cabinet nearby he smoothed it over the cot and removed his coat, folding it into a bundle.  Placing the coat at the head of the cot, he stood back, grinning, and with a flourish, presented his handiwork to her.

“M’lady, your bed awaits.”

Her grin matched his, “Oh, Jude, you’re such a romantic” and with a growl, she pushed him down into the cot and straddled his hips.  ”I’ve missed you, too, lover.”

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Part 2 will be posted tomorrow, y’all come back now, ya hear?

 

In the wake of recent spiteful comments and crap flung from troll monkeys, I feel compelled to communicate the guidelines I follow when determining whether to approve a comment, or not.

The first thing you should know is that blogs belong to the blogger.  Some bloggers don’t allow comments at all, they don’t care to hear from the masses, washed or unwashed.  Some bloggers keep their posts under lock and key, allowing only a select few readers to have the password.  For most bloggers, their blog is a work of passion, something they do for fun.  Most of us aren’t making money through blogging.  These are not public spaces, the first amendment does not apply.  If I don’t like something you’re saying, I can prevent you from saying it.  I pay the bills here, I get to call the tune.  That said, I really, really love getting comments, most of the time.

Now, a little history on my experience with comments on this blog.  I went from open  to moderated comments because someone who isn’t a fan, and who enjoys being hurtful, left comments attacking my loved ones by name.  This was after a series of very critical, nasty and hurtful comments left by this person.  Naming names went over the edge and I realized that I couldn’t trust everyone to play fair anymore, so I turned on comment moderation.

I have a few regular readers who are anti-fans, who don’t approve of what I do or how I do it, though they can’t seem to help coming back to read about it day after day.  They will occasionally leave an inflammatory, caustic comment with the goal of hurting my feelings, pissing me off and/or getting me riled up.  I don’t think that furthers any sort of discussion, so I don’t approve them.  I’ve gotten comments from people who disagree with me, who take issue with my lifestyle and choices and who manage to do so in an intelligent and respectful manner.  When disagreement is communicated in a respectful manner, I’ll publish the comment even if I don’t agree with it.  So it’s not necessary to give me virtual blowjobs and comment in a sycophantic manner to get your words published (regardless of what some of my anti-fans say).  You just need to be respectful.. bonus points awarded for a well written, intelligent argument.

So here are my guidelines, in case you care:

Comments will be rejected if …

1) they attack my loved ones with no further purpose but to hurt; that kind of personal attacks are not valid comments and have no place on this blog

2) attack me in a non constructive, irresponsible manner with no further purpose but to hurt me and make the commenter feel superior; this is my blog, not yours, serve your ego somewhere else

3) they are spam…

Comments will be approved if …

1) they provide contrary opinions in a respectful manner.

2) they tell me how wonderful I am

3) they aren’t spam …

 

Questions, comments?  Before I close this, I’d like to thank my regular readers, whether they comment or not, I can see you in my stats and I know most of you aren’t assholes.   Thanks

Ahhh.. here we are, taking a breather after another busy week at House of Kyle.  This weekend my goal was to get something planted in my garden and I’m happy to report that I was successful.  Yesterday was cool and rainy, but perfect for some quiet alone time with the dirt.  I cleaned and massaged the soil in  one garden bed, planting butter crunch and red leaf lettuce, snap peas and the remnants of old swiss chard and spinach seeds.   Today was nicer, closer to 60 than the 55 of Saturday, with no rain.  My ElderSpawn helped me today and we finished cleaning and prepping the other two raised beds.  We planted bush beans and poppies.  We also did some additional weeding and cleanup in the yard.

 

 

 

 

Over the course of the weekend, I also did a lot of cleanup in my garden shed, a sad metal structure that I’d dearly love to replace with something wooden and non-leaking.  Rats had made themselves at home in various containers and piles of old garden cloth and other detritus.  I started pulling things out, and the reek was bad.  All better now, though, with my auxiliary garbage cans full of rat stinking garbage and my shed cleaned and organized.  I have way too many pots, though, need to find a way to get rid of them without sending them to the landfill, if I can.

 

 

To top it off, I took a lovely nap this afternoon.  Win, Win, Win.

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I need a new cock.  I know, I know, we butches are always talking about how we want more cocks… aren’t we?  I can’t be the only one.  Well, sadly the new cock I need to replace is my daily driver, my packing cock.  I’ve been packing daily with this one for over a year now and it’s gotten grungy.  Yes, I bathe it and care for it as best I can, but that soft, flesh-like silicone has some permanent staining from my briefs that gives it a grungy, unclean look regardless.  So it’s time to get a new one and retire the original.  And that makes me wonder.. what is the proper way to retire an old packing cock?  It’s been my old faithful, day after day, through thick and thin.  I don’t feel right just tossing it out in the trash, this wobbly bit of penis replica has been a part of me, a way of communicating who I am.   So for now, I’ll keep it.

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Ok, you’ve all been very patient, but I know you want to hear how the Little Bit is doing.  Well, she’s become quite adept at pulling herself up on furniture but is not quite cruising from one thing to the next.  However, she has been working on her walking skills by pushing chairs around the dining room.  Yesterday, we pulled out a small baby walker for her to try.  She stood up with it right away, but didn’t do much walking, she was too fascinated with the wheels, sitting down and squawking at them excitedly.  Today, she was a bit more adventurous and my wife was able to get her on video, pushing the walker several feet.  She’d take three or four steps then sit down, pull herself back up and maybe rock a little with the walker, then take some more steps.  She has such strong legs and great balance, I’m sure she’ll be walking soon.

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If there is ever a Parenting Olympics, one event that should certainly be included is the Sleeping Diaper Change.  And, no, I don’t mean the kind where the parent is asleep and changing the diaper solely through muscle memory, though that should be included as well.  I mean, I managed to change Little Bits diaper after she’d finally fallen asleep and didn’t wake her up.  This was a total score not just from a technical parenting skill standpoint but because she’d been fussing for a long while before finally falling asleep on a night my wife was out.  So yeah, gold medal winner right here.

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That’s it for this week, hope you all had a great weekend.  Take care.

 

 

 

I realize that mathematicians have a different definition of ‘refactoring’, but for software engineering types like me it means returning to old code in order to improve it.  I was talking with Roxy the other day about a strategy I’ve been employing lately to get my ‘to do’ list under control.

The idea of refactoring came up because I’m always tweaking my process.  I’m constantly looking for ways to do my work better, whether it’s projects I get paid for or the ones I don’t.  Like a lot of people, I’ve got a ‘to do’ list that never seems to get shorter, though I’m constantly trying to cross items off of it.  A typical scenario is that I have some time open in my schedule and instead of seeing beers  and additional naps in my future, I start thinking about all the projects and chores I could complete.  Usually, that means my list gets longer, instead of shorter.  Still it’s exciting, at first, to imagine the feeling that I’ll have when I’ve completed some of those tasks.

Maybe you already know how this story goes.  I start the day enthusiastic and end up tired and, if it’s a good day, I got a couple of things crossed off my list.  If it’s a bad day, I’ve been over-confident about what I can do and end up feeling frustrated and crappy about myself.  I always seem to underestimate how much energy the projects will take, especially as I get older.  I’m still calculating my expected output based on how much I could do in my 30s, apparently.  And sometimes what slows me down is not doing good project management, in other words, when I forget how much time it can take to make a parts run to a home improvement store.  And there are always those unexpected tasks that come up regularly in a family of 4 living in the suburbs.

So what’s a Type-A, somewhat OCD, workaholic gonna do?  Refactor my process, of course.  My latest strategy has been to take 2 or 3 items from my list and assign them to myself each day.  I started on Monday and the strategy has been pretty successful.  I select tasks that give me a high rate of success.  I’m not trying to martyr myself to my To Dos, I want to be successful.  So there’s usually one task that will take some creative effort, one that’s a quick hit and if there’s a third, it’s something manual.  At least that’s the strategy so far, don’t count on me not to refactor it again in the coming weeks.

 

 

 

 

Bowl of Temptation by Raven Girl Photography

 

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Editor’s Pick

• Awkward Mother’s Day: A Dual Review of Form 2 by Carnivalesq

If you all remember, Mom helped out with a brief comment about LELO’s Liv. The reason I wanted her in on the Form 2 review is… well, there are so many reasons. One? It’s catchy. A dual review of the Form 2, which is itself a dual-motor vibrator? It’s got a nice ring to it. Also, Mother’s Day is coming up (HINT!). But the real reason? I know there are a number of readers who are older than I am, who are probably closer to my Mom’s age.

Note: If the fact that it’s a dual-review done by Carnivalesq and her mother doesn’t already want you to read it (though I don’t know why you would need more incentive than that), they also comment on some “gems from the user manual” and lots of links to amusing videos littered through the text.

Editor

Scarlet Lotus St. Syr

On to the reviews…

Vibrators

• Lucid Dreams #54 by Jessie Beth
• OhMiBod Club Vibe by Mistress Kay
• Onye Fleur by Darling Dove
• Onye B2 Fleur by Jessie Beth
• Jimmyjane Form 2 by Carnivalesq
• Ice Vibrator by Jessie Beth
• Close2you Sinfonia by Marilyn
• Duo Obsessions Lavish by Mistress Kay
• Sexy Bunny by Jessie Beth
• Iconic Rabbit by Sammi
• Sqweel by HotMoviesForHer Sex Toy Crew
• Lipstick Vibe by Muffyspingulove
• Ez Bend by Keeshia
• Rhythm O Bounding Bunny by Syd Vicous
• Laya Spot by Kaijah
• Bet on Black by Sammi
• Rampant Rabbit Thruster Review by Joanna Cake
• Close2you Opus by Marilyn
• LELO Gigi by Pretty Power Tools
• One Touch Magic Bullet by Sammi
• Blueberry Buzz by Lux Zakari
• G-Swirl by Sexorcism
• G-Swirl by Missy
• Venus Penis “G” by PandaDementia
• OhMiBod Club Vibe by Kylie
• OhMiBod Freestyle by Marilyn

Dildos

• Vixen Creations Mistress by Darling Dove

Anal Toys

• Nexus GPlay Trio by Scarlet Lotus St. Syr
• Dichroic Glass Anal Plug by Mistress Kay
• Aneros Helix by Colby H.
• Encore by Sex, Lies and Prelaw
• Pfun Plug by Toys in Love
• Nexus Excel by Thick Shady
• LELO Bob by Cooper

Toys for Cocks

• Miho Love Pillow by namelesschaos
• 4Us Vibrating Ring by Sammi
• Tenga Egg “Clicker” by Jessie Beth
• Tenga Egg “Silky” by namelesschaos
• Vibrating Support Plus Pleasure Point Ring by Keeshia
• Tantus Stroker XL by namelesschaos
• LELO Tor by Cooper

Lube, Massage Oil, Bath Stuff, & etc.

• Sliquid Organics Silk by Jessie Beth
• Emerita Oh by True Pleasures
• Gun Oil by Chops McGruff
• Babeland Body Massage Candle by Sexorcism
• Swede Aqua Comfort by Toys in Love
• Zestra by Nanny Berry

BDSM/Fetish

• Kinklab Men’s Anal Plug Harness with Cockring by Kyle Jones
• Japanese Bondage Rope by Essin Em
• Aslan Ball Gag by Pretty Power Tools

Adult Books/Games

• The Ultimate Guide to Anal Sex for Men by Mistress Kay
• The New Topping Book by Juliettia
• An Enchanting Evening by Mistress Kay

Adult Movies & Porn

• Glamazons by Scarlet Lotus St. Syr
• Award Winning Sex Scenes by Juliettia
• Better Sex Sexplorations Series by Mistress Kay
• Prison Planet Escape by The Porn Librarian
• Bordello by FrzKey
• Pippa the Posh Bint by J.D. Bouchery
• Swimsuit Calendar Girls Vol. 2 by The Porn Librarian
• Talk To Me Baby: A Lover’s Guide to Dirty Talk & Role Play by FrzKey

Lingerie

• Bra and Cincher 3 Piece Set by Isabel0329

Miscellaneous

• Condom Cube by Mistress Kay
• Pleasure Me Purse Kit by Luscious Lily
• Enhance Me Breast Forms by Mistress Kay

 

 

Welcome to Friday on Twitter and the Twitter Smut Theater Players.. starring Roxy and Kyle.. be sure to have some napkins handy…

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sroxy: Mmmm…where’s my boy this morning?

ButchtasticKyle:  Sir! right here

sroxy: Good morning, love. Ready to play?

ButchtasticKyle: mmm yesSir… I’d love to play with you

sroxy:  On your knees, boy.

ButchtasticKyle:  **dropping to my knees, gazing up at you with great love and pride

sroxy:  *Smiling down at you while I place my collar around your neck* Mmmm…my handsome boy.

ButchtasticKyle:  *dropping my eyes* thank you, Sir

sroxy:  *Bending down to kiss your forehead, then straightening up to run the tip of my boot along your thigh*

I can see you’re excited to play, boy. *Grinning*

ButchtasticKyle:  *blushing* yes, Sir, I am.. you excite me, Sir.. a lot

sroxy:  Good. *Attaching the chain metal leash to the collar and wrapping it around my fist to hold it tight* Kiss my boot, boy.

ButchtasticKyle:  **enjoying the way the collar pulls on my neck.. shivering at the feeling of power You’re exuding.. leaning down to kiss your boot

thank you, Sir

sroxy:  *Yanking up hard on the leash to make it hard for you to reach* Kiss it, boy, show Me you want it. *Evil grin*

ButchtasticKyle:  **growling a bit, pulling down hard against the collar .. stretching and straining… trying to get my lips back on your boot

sroxy:  What’s wrong, kyle? Having trouble? Should I make it…easier for you?

ButchtasticKyle:  no, Sir, this is fine *said through gritted teeth, with a barely controlled growl behind it.. you’re pushing me into that corner

**and even if I knwo you’re trying to provoke me, I can’t help myself.. I pull harder against your grip… getting closer.. *

sroxy:  *Easing up a little so you can reach* Kiss it real good, boy, you know I love the way you use your tongue

ButchtasticKyle:  thank you, Sir.. *I murmer against the smooth leather of your boot.. kissing and tonguing one then the other, lavishly..

**wanting so badly for You to be pleased, proud of me

sroxy:  Mmmmm…*loving the feel of your cheek, your lips, your tongue against the leather of my boot*

That’s enough now, boy. *Yanking up* Sit up so I can take a good look at you…

ButchtasticKyle:  *ooff** **pulled out of my reverie, I’m a bit dazed, but straighten up quickly, chin up, eyes down, body straight, shoulders back

sroxy:  *Picking up my crop, I run it along your thigh and up your belly, letting it slide slowly up along your chest to your neck

…and then slapping your left cheek sharply*

ButchtasticKyle:  Ahhh!!! ** you catch me by surprise & the sharp pain pulls me out of my meditative sub space & into the present.. eyes glaring a bit

**sucking in breath.. working hard to hold myself still** Thank you, Sir!

sroxy:  Mmmm, I hearing you growl, boy *sliding the tip of the crop down your body to whack your inner thighs*

Good boy *Pressing the crop roughly between your lips and enjoying how slick you are*

Is your pussycock ready for a little kiss, Kyle?

ButchtasticKyle:  **shuddering.. Your crop stroking my cock, making me hard… my hips flexing subtly forward * yes, Sir, please Sir

sroxy:  Lean back and spread those thighs, boy. This is gonna hurt you way more than it hurts me.

ButchtasticKyle:  **growling as I follow your orders.. knowing what’s coming and shivering in delicious anticipation.. damn, she’s good* Yes, SIR!

sroxy:  *Thoroughly enjoying the conflict in your eyes, I pull the crop back and pause* Tell me what you want, kyle.

ButchtasticKyle:  *ohdamn, She’s going to make me beg for it.. and I do want it.. god, I want it badly.. the sting, the pain, the rush.. **

*taking a deep breath* Sir, please beat my pussycock, Sir! please, I need it.. i need it from You, Sir!

sroxy:  *Grinning wickedly while I let the crop press up against you gently* Oh, I don’t know…I don’t wanna hurt you…

ButchtasticKyle:  *ohgoddamn.. no.. not that.. dammit*** Sir.. pleeeeease.. i need it, please beat me Sir.. **growling from my belly, i want it so bad

sroxy:  *Without warning, I pull back and strike you hard, then whack you again twice.* Tell me you want more, boy.

ButchtasticKyle:  mmfffff…ggggggrrrrrr…. ** sharp pain followed by a flood of pleasure… i feel the heat spreading across my body

Sir, please.. more.. harder!! GRRRRRR

sroxy:  Harder, hmm? *Walking behind you to grab your hair in my fist and pull your head back to look up at me* Count to three, boy

ButchtasticKyle:  yes, Sir… one… two.. threee

sroxy:  *Striking with all my strength from behind you* WHACK!

ButchtasticKyle:  OHHHHH FUCKKKK.. GODDDAMN.. ** breathing hard, struggling not to move away from you.. fuck fuck fuck that fucking hurts **

**gritted teeth** thankkk youuuu, SIR!!

sroxy:  Maintain, boy. *Gripping your hair harder, bringing you back to me* Count it again.

ButchtasticKyle:  **breathing hard, centering* yes, Sir, thank you, Sir .. One.. Two… Three…. **come on, maintain.. hold still…**

sroxy:  WHACK! *Pressing the tip of my boot up against your crack while I pull even harder on your hair* Another one, boy?

ButchtasticKyle:  **whimpering a little through my closed mouth.. waiting for the pleasure to surge through my body again** ahhhh, yes, Sir.. more…

please Sir, may I have another?

sroxy:  *Pressing in harder, enjoying the way your ass pushes back in response* Yes, my beautiful boy, you may. WHACK! WHACK!

ButchtasticKyle:  **wanting to hump on her boot, body yelping in pain, but surging with pleasure.. dripping onto the floor** Yes, Sir.. thank you, Sir!

sroxy: *Releasing my grip on your hair, I place my foot on your back and push you to the floor* Kiss the ground, boy, and… make sure you spread nice and wide for your Sir

ButchtasticKyle:  **groaning in anticipation, some fear, I place my chest and lips on the flloor.. pushing my knees wide for You*

sroxy:  *Kicking your thighs even further apart, I place the toe of my boot on your back, right above your crack* Beg me, boy.

ButchtasticKyle:  *god.. the moment I love/hate so much, when i have to decide how much I want it vs. how proud I am*

*deep breath, closing my eyes against the floor* Sir.. argggg.. god, i want it Sir, anything from you, please Sir.. i need it bad!

sroxy:  *Mmmm…the moment I love so much, when I get to watch you struggle with pain vs. pride*

*Pressing my spiked heel in a half an inch between your asscheeks* Does this feel good, boy? You want more?

ButchtasticKyle:  hunnnhhhhhh…. ohgodd… **i can feel it, just there, ready to be pushed into me.. will it hurt terribly? do I care? *

**my body overriding my mind.. i need to get off.. I’m going to burn up otherwise** Please Sir, yes, it feels good, please Sir

I need to come, Sir, please, I’ll be a good boy, i’ll be your good boy and do anything you ask.. please fuck me Sir, pleeeeease!

sroxy: Mmmm, yes, I know you will, boy. *Pressing the tip of my heel in slowly, watching your back shudder and arch

ButchtasticKyle:  ahhhhggggggggggmmmmmmmm…. **feeling the rough edges scrape along until you’re all the way in and I’m pushing back against you

Sir.. thank you, Sir….. mmmmmgggggggggg

sroxy: *Holding fast as you try to pull me in farther* Tell me, boy – who’s my dirty little ass slut?

ButchtasticKyle:  mmmm I am Sir, i’m your dirty boy *trying to press back further, fuck myself on your boot** i’m your dirty slut boy, Sir

**the world has shrunk down to this moment, and the connection between us, boot heel into my ass.. your words into my mind**

sroxy:  Mmmm, good boy *Pulling up on the leash again so I can admire the way your back arches desperately for me*

*Then, when I know I’ve got your full attention, I start to slowly slide the boot heel in to the hilt*

ButchtasticKyle: ohhhhgoddddd…. **breathing and wincing through the initial pain.. but damn, it feels so good to be filled up**

pushing back against you.. not caring about anything anymore.. wanna get off.. wanna get fucked.. ** grrrrr..

Sir, please! may I fuck your boot, Sir!

sroxy:  *Feeling you writhe and beg under me* Yes, boy, fuck my boot like a good little slut

ButchtasticKyle:  ohgodyesthank you Sir! * my whole existence has become the desperate pursuit of this orgasms.. impaled on Her boot.. *

*pushing against your boot hard & fast.. the boot an agent of Your love.. weirdly intimate even though it’s not your flesh inside me

sroxy:  *Loving the look of your ass impaling itself on my boot, and pressing down to force your belly against the cold floor…*

ButchtasticKyle: **with my belly on the floor, it’s almost impossible to press back up against your boot.. but I try and that’s when I realize …

** my pussycock is rubbin quite nicely against that cold, wet floor now.. mmmmmmm.. my ass filled and my cock getting rubbed**

mmmmm Sir.. yesssssSir.. mmmmggggg…. grrrrrrr.. **feeling the build up* Sir.. please, may I come Sir?

sroxy:  *Watching your reaction as your cock rubs the floor, and starting to pump into you harder* No, boy. Control yourself.

*Starting to play with myself, stuffing the fingers of my free hand inside my hot wet pussy*

ButchtasticKyle: **groaning loudly in frustration** yes, Sir.. ** trying desperately to think of something that doesn’t turn me on.. coming up blank

but Sir.. it feels so good, please.. let me come for you.. please.. Sir.. i’ll make you proud Sir.. please, let me come!

sroxy:  Do you know what I’m doing with my fingers, kyle?

ButchtasticKyle:  *groaning and growling* I can imagine Sir.. are you playing with your wet pussy Sir? **straining to hear the wet sounds

sroxy:  Yes, boy. Do you want to taste me?

ButchtasticKyle:  Sir?! of course, yes.. god yes, I want to taste you Sir! please let me taste you, Sir

sroxy:  How much do you want it, boy?

ButchtasticKyle:  **my head is suddenly doing sadism calculations.. how bad is this gonna be? pretty bad I bet* Sir, I want it very badly..

*sighing* Sir? what would you have me do for a taste of Your sweet pussy?

sroxy:  Good boy. Stop fucking my boot and turn around and I’ll let you kiss my pussy.

ButchtasticKyle:  *groaning, I knew it!* yes, Sir.. *pulling off your boot with a painful yelp, I get up and turn around, facing you on my knees*

*I look up at you, my beautiful, cruel Sir.. eyebrows raised, the question in my eyes*

sroxy: Oh, my beautiful, wonderful, very good boy *straddling your face, I press my lips against yours*

ButchtasticKyle:   mmmmmm *pushing against You with my tongue, licking slowly at first… then concentrating on your clit, looping around it*

sroxy:  Yes, my lovely boy, you may. *Closing my eyes with a sigh, knowing how good your tongue will feel*

ButchtasticKyle:  mmfffffffmmmmm *not much breathing room, but I always find a way… scraping your lips with my teeth, gently sucking your clit..

sroxy:  *Shuddering at your touch, I press down harder against you, squeezing tight with my thighs*

*Shaking harder now, I’m afraid I’ll lose my balance, so I push you back briefly to get down onto the floor with you*

*I kiss you hard and deep, tasting myself on your lips, and then pull you onto me as I lie back*

ButchtasticKyle:  oh.. Sir.. my love.. **settling myself between your thighs, I reach my arms around your shoulders, pulling you close for a deep kiss

**I know you can feel my true cock sliding into you.. i see your eyes roll back, feel your thighs tighten around my hips…

sroxy:  *I feel you slide into me and my back arches to take more…* Oh, my boy, my love…ohhhhhh

ButchtasticKyle:  mmmm sweet sweet Sir.. you feel so good, holding me tight ** I begin to fuck you, letting my lips travel over your skin

sroxy:  Oh..yes, my love..*Wrapping my harms tightly around your shoulders and burying in my face in your neck, kissing & sucking*

*Wrapped inside and around you, I feel a rush starting to build as I grind my hips into yours*

ButchtasticKyle:  **letting myself go, lost in you.. giving you everything I have, my mission, Your pleasure

*my lips find your neck.. then my teeth find your shoulder.. pushing my cock deeper inside you.. feeling myself getting tight

sroxy:  Ohhhhgodddddyesssssss *Feeling it hit me hard, I push up against you* Come with me, boy, Kyle, my love…

ButchtasticKyle:  **growling against your skin** yesss Sir.. ohgod yes.. nggggrrrrrrrr AHHHHHHHHHH

sroxy:  YesssssgodddddnnnngnggggggggrrrRRRRGGGGGGGG

ButchtasticKyle:  **holding you tightly.. feeling the waves of your orgasm hit me, as I come deep inside you * YESSSS OHGOD YES.. SIR .. ammmasd;l;la

sroxy:  *Squeezing tightly as I shudder against you, feeling you coming inside me*

ButchtasticKyle:  mmmm Sir, my love, lover mine…. **deep sweet kisses all over you.. I reach out and grab the curtain.. pulling it closed around us

sroxy:  *Leaning into you and floating on a cloud of love*