So I took up with Kennedy, we got home from the weekend shooting in L.A. She was horny, very randy. So was I, I had n't had sex since the early hours of the morning. Kennedy International Airport dragged me up to her room, and got me to go down on her, then I fucked her. Once we were done, we 'd both come again, that was it, I had served my role ; I was no longer needed. I was expected to give, so I put my clothes back on and walked back to my place on the early side of the graduate settlement, as Kennedy drifted off to sleep. I supposed that 's what being friends with benefits mean value. It just felt kind of weird.

That set the tone for our interactions, I felt like I was being used, and that Kennedy was unmannered towards me, but I seemed to like it. I just got turned on by that. That I did n't understand. So, as with any problem I do n't understand, I researched the issue. There 's a lot of information about gender out there, some of it helpful, some of it less so, some of it just plain wrong. There are a lot of opinions, like they say, everyone has one.

What I found most useful to understanding was a internet site bdsmtest.org. That asked me a bunch of interrogation, some of them about things I 'd never considered and then ranked my tasting. It also had explanation of the terms used, so I could read its rankings. It reckoned :

99 % Non-monogamist
92 % Voyeur
88 % Submissive
70 % Experimentalist
62 % Exhibitionist
61 % rophy bunny girl
58 % Degradee
48 % hard worker
33 % Primal ( Prey )
31 % Brat
27 % Switch
27 % vanilla
25 % Rigger
20 % Degrader
18 % Dominant
17 % Masochist
14 % Primal ( Hunter )
13 % Master/Mistress
12 % bratwurst Tamer
10 % Girl/Boy
8 % Daddy/Mommy
8 % Owner
4 % Pet
3 % Ageplayer
1 % Sadist

Some of its conclusions, I might argue with, I think I 'm pretty vanilla really, but it does n't. ( vanilla is normal, liking formula sex. I like normal sex. ) I also think their methodological analysis is flawed, and the bit too conveniently smoothly distributed, but it gave me something to think about.

I 'm not sure I am a `` non-monogamist '' at nitty-gritty, but John Fitzgerald Kennedy has made it quite clear I 'm not to get attached and expects me to fuck others if I have the chance, so there you are. I like watching porn, I like watching others fuck in front of me, so I would n't argue with `` voyeur ''.

Then, it gets to submissive. It explains, `` Submissives like to adopt. Some like to collapse control away to their collaborator. '' That 'd be me. I really like JFK telling me what sex we 're going to have. wellspring, I like that we have sex, and then I like that its at her behest which makes it even better. It also says, `` Submissives typically pair up with dominants. ``

Intrigued by what it was telling me, I mentioned it to Jack Kennedy, who took the test herself. For JFK, it reckoned :

99 % dominant
98 % Master/Mistress
96 % Sadist
95 % Rigger
95 % Primal ( Hunter )
92 % Degrader
90 % possessor
82 % Experimentalist
80 % Non-monogamist
78 % little terror Tamer
65 % Peeping Tom
62 % flasher
20 % Daddy/Mommy
7 % Masochist
7 % holy terror
7 % Vanilla
5 % Primal ( Prey )
3 % Switch
3 % Ageplayer
1 % circle bunny rabbit
1 % Degradee
0 % Submissive
0 % Slave
0 % Girl/Boy
0 % Pet

Basically that 's saying she likes almost every type of dominant persona, and hates the submissive ones. We 're compatible in that we both score highly for `` non-monogamist, '' `` experimentalist '' and `` voyeur/exhibitionist. '' So we have some mutual ground and like experimenting, then it comes to she 's prevalent and I 'm submissive, so we compliment each other perfectly there. That 's the part I really like. What it says about dominants :

'' Dominants like to be in charge. Some like to hold their partner obey them without question. '' That 's us. Then of class, `` Dominants typically pair up with submissives. ``

Then, it comes to how she 'd like to verbalise that dominance, she really scored high for `` rigger, '' she likes to tie her partner up, and degrader, she likes to humiliate and degrade them. On the other hand, I scored high for `` rope bunny girl, '' liking being tied up, and degradee, liking being humiliated. I 'm not so sure I like the idea of being tied up, or humiliated, but the persuasion of being helpless and at Kennedy 's cutter clemency turned me on so practically. Of course, in my reading of the fantasy, I 'm helpless and Kennedy has normal sex with me, I do n't know how the reality would turn out.

Then there are the ace I 'm somewhat ambivalent about. Master/slave, and hunter/prey. It's not that I had a strong desire for these, but I did n't heed so much, and Kennedy likes them, so she could do that, and I 'd be happy. Kennedy behaving in a Master/Hunter/Degrader form of way was the kind of thing I found confusing. How I could be turned on by Kennedy being so detached, and humiliating me. Now, we could incorporate these elements into our sex lives in a mindful manner, we 'd understand what it was we were doing. Or at least, that was my reasoning, Kennedy just liked the thought the test gave her. She really liked that I would let her do that to me, and I'd enjoy it. ( I'm still not sure as shooting enjoy is the right word though. )

Then there 's the incompatibility with sadism/masochism. The theme of inflicting pain really does it for Kennedy ( at 96 % ), but I really do n't like that idea, of being the one inflicted with the pain, all of 17 %, and I 'd put it humble. Now that 's not zero and my submissive/degradee/prey disposition make the thought of it happening shake, just, I ca n't imagine liking pain.

Then there was another thing about BDSM I learnt from my research, the `` safeword ''. In a BDSM `` panorama, '' `` no '' might very well not mean `` no ''. So you have to birth another way of saying, `` No, do n't do that, I do n't desire that, anything but that. '' If I said that to the dominat/master/sadist/hunter/degrader Kennedy, it 'd probably turn her on so much I would n't get out active. So you chose an unobjectionable word you 're improbable to use accidentally and that means `` no '', or `` stop ''.

Now using your safeword is going to be quite troubled to your love life, so it's not something either of you 'd need to do. So the dominant should know how far to campaign the slavish before they snap. Then, you can also have `` yellow '' safewords which warn the dominant that the submissive ( that 's me is n't it ), is nearing their breaking point. You can also have `` immature '' safewords, saying they 're not being prevailing enough. It seems those sort of safewords are more controversial, some think they take the fun out of it, and if you have jaundiced and green one, the real safeword is now the `` red '' one. So we settled on the safe words :

Red : Phlogiston
yellow : Aether impulsion ( or Aether or drift or similar )
special K : Thermo ( dynamic ), or Michelson/Morley

What can I say, we 're natural philosophy nerds. We took a span of concepts ( heating plant and acknowledgment systema skeletale in this case ) and used their discredited hypothesis as `` no thank you '' safewords, we 're unbelievable to ever say those anywhere. Then, we took the flow hypothesis to imply `` yes please, '' but we 're still unlikely to say them accidentally. ( Phlogiston is a disgraced theory of heat ; thermodynamics is the stream possibility of heat which seems to process. Aether drift is a discredited possibility of an absolute quotation physical body in the universe ; the Michelson-Morley experiment proved it did n't exist. )

Neither of us had considered any of this before, but seeing as how the score lined up it was innate that we 'd try it. So with our new found insight into our brain, we experimented. Like I say, we scored high for `` Experimentalist"( 70 and 82 % ). The obvious one to try was rigger/rope bunny rabbit, i.e. slavery, she 'd tie me up. We had no equipment for this, so we improvised. We had a looking around Kennedy 's studio where were having this discourse and came up with a viable plan.

About the lonesome place we could see to tie me up, and still allow President Kennedy to the full access to me was the breakfast bar. I could lay over that so my shaft was below the counter and my face hanging off the front. We pulled the desk up to the bar, so President Kennedy could lie on it, and my grimace could personal credit line up with her twat. I particularly liked that idea.

For book binding, Jack Kennedy had some rayons. I stood at the replication and spread my ramification until my dick was below buffet top. Then I leant over the parry, with my arms and head over the strawman of it. Kennedy then used the nylon to tie my wrist joint to my thighs. I was pretty much stuck at this point, at her mercy. Of course, I had all form of thoughts of what I 'd wish her to do to me, but I also liked that she was in control. I was naked of path, and really, really hard.

That was when JFK had her own mind. She lay one of the barstools on its side of meat behind my ankles, and then used some more nylons to tie me to it. It was an improvise `` broadcaster bar, '' something to keep my groundwork apart, making me more vulnerable, I liked this a lot. What surprised me later is there 's a Wikipedia article for `` spreader bar, '' and that you can buy them from Amazon.

Now, she tested the setup. She ducked under the counter, and I felt her mouthpiece on my dick. She sucked me recollective enough for me to moan appreciatively. I was really liking this ; this was my fancy. But, she did n't do it for long enough for anything to happen. I stayed quiet when she reemerged from under there. Then, she tested the twat licking position. She pulled off her step-in from under her chick and lay on the desk. She was really obviously turned on, and she pushed herself into my case ; I could n't run to get to her. This I really, really, really liked, but it did n't go on long enough for me, or her to get off.

She hopped down off the table and asked rhetorically, `` Now what ? '' She walked into the kitchen behind me, where I could n't see what she was doing. I heard her rummaging in draws. Next she stands behind me and fondle my ass, and reaches under to seize my dick, demonstrating my vulnerability. This was turning me on so lots, I moan some at that. Then, she said, `` If you ca n't fly the coop in the next ten seconds, I 'm going to spank you. ``

Now the theme of her asserting her authorisation like that was a crook on, but the idea of botheration was not. So I struggled to get free. I did n't get by it in the ten seconds allowed, I do n't think I could induce got free by myself in any timeframe. There was a whack on my ass, that hurt, and I yelped, `` Ow ! '' I struggled even concentrated to get let loose, but still could n't bring off it, despite a few more whacks to further me.

Then, Kennedy Interrnational walked around to where I could see her, she was holding a wooden spoon. She put that down on the desk in front of me. There 's a name for that, showing the agony victim the tools of their anguish, to freak them out. Kennedy 's sadism was showing itself. She said, `` I 'm going to use that on you again. '' I really was in two minds about that, the pain was really bad, but Kennedy doing it to me was really honorable. She reached under the counter and grabbed my dick, saying, `` You like that, do n't you ?"

'' No. ``

'' Really ? ``

'' Yes. ``

'' He does n't seem so certainly. '' She stepped up to my head again, `` I know I 'm sure enough. '' She lifted her skirt and spread her pussy mouth ; she was most definitely turned on by this. She picked up the spoon again, `` I 'm going to spank you, and I 'm going to revel this. '' She stepped back behind me and whack !

'' OW ! '' I tried reasoning with her, `` Don't, please, I do n't wish it. '' That was a bad move, my pleading just turned her on and spurred her to hit me harder. I kept pleading and pleading, I really wanted her to stop, but she did n't. It was dreadful. Eventually she stopped, by that time I was in crying. She saw the tears and laughed, then squatted so she was face to face with me, `` Thank you. '' She sounded really sincere, and kissed me, then, `` I really thought you 'd feature used the safeword before now. ``

My reaction, `` Oh, I did n't think of that, I just wanted you to stop. ``

'' You mean you were n't playing ? ``

'' No. ``

'' Oh you moron, you have to foul up thing. '' Obviously, she thought I'd been consenting to the treatment, and not using the safeword when I should have, changed that. So she untied me, she was really disappoint in me, that was it for the night, I got to sleep alone, and feel awful for letting her down. Before I went to bed, I went online and ordered some things. virago undercoat is amazing, my club arrived by lunch the next day.

I went to see JFK, that was unusual, she 'd usually breeze into my place like she owned it ( and me ), or she summoned me to her. She answered the door, and I said, `` Sorry. '' And presented her with the box of the thing 's I 'd ordered.

She looked unimpressed, she asked, `` What 's this. ``

I looked around nervously, `` Could I come in and severalize you ? ``

She looked flummox, but shrugged, I came inside and put the box down on the counterpunch I 'd been tied to the dark before. I pulled out an item and gave it to Jack Kennedy. `` What is it ?"She asked.

I blushed, but managed to say, `` A real spreader bar. '' Kennedy was surprised. Then, I pulled out some Thomas More, `` Velcro cuffs. '' There were several set of those, with clip on straps. `` Spanking boat paddle. '' It was a wide leather paddle, with a hold, just what you 'd ask to spank me. Finally, I pulled out the live on item and handed it to Kennedy, saying, `` I 'd really detest it if you used that on me. please do n't. ``

'' What 's this ? '' She asked.

'' A strap on dildo, I do n't want you to fuck me in the ass with it, that would be too humiliating. '' I was n't kidding ; the idea horrified me. Of grade, I did n't want to take, even to myself, that the idea turned me on.

She looked heedful, then looked at my crotch, I was rock intemperate, of course. She grabbed my knockout on, and said, `` I 'll afford you one more chance, if you screw this up, that 's it. '' I did n't say anything. `` Well, take your stuff off. '' I hastened to denudate off and stood before her, still hard of course. She had her subdivision folded, looking impatient, `` Well, clear it off. '' Looking at the counter.

I clear the box off the counter quickly and took up the same position as I was in yesterday. She took the spreader bar and some cuffs and attached it to my ankle. She grabbed my dick from behind, saying, `` I like this. '' She was n't the only one.

Then, she got some more cuff and attached my wrists to my second joint. Now, I was helpless, she said, `` You forgot the desk, '' she was right, I had n't pulled the desk up in my precipitation to get tied up. I was crestfallen ; I 'd disappointed her. Kennedy took advantage of my berth, saying, `` maybe this will help you remember in future. '' She brandished the boat paddle then went behind me and spanked me, hard, once on each nerve. OW, I was still a bit attendant from yesterday, but I stayed deaf-mute. Kennedy went and fetched the desk positioning it like yesterday.

She put the paddle and the strap-on on the desk where I could see them. `` I had thought your idea of fucking you in the ass was staring, but after that, I feel like spanking you instead. I do n't know why I 'm explaining this to you, there 's nix you can do about it, is there ? '' I shook my promontory. Having no say in my own badgering was a big play on, but I still hated both alternative, but also I still thrilled at the thought of either. Maybe you can enjoin I was confused by all this, how could I both love and hate an estimate at the same time.

She sat on the desk and picked up the boat paddle, and stroked it. She pointed it at me, `` Now you remember how this works ? '' I was n't sure what she was asking, I looked questioning. `` Your safeword ? You remember, when it gets too a lot for you, you use the safeword. '' I nodded. I was not going to forget that again. Then she added, `` I 've decided to make a new dominion, if I push you too far, and you legitimately use your safeword, I 'll blow you as much as you want for a day. '' That sounded amazing, I really liked that idea, she saw my expression. `` Of course if you use it before you really mean it, I wo n't be pleased. If I 'm not pleased, you get to go place. '' She was really going to make my biography hard ; she 'd already made me really hard.

She thrust the paddle at me, and demanded, `` Safeword ! ? ``

'' Phlogiston. ``

'' Good. '' Then she got up, and stepped towards my rear. I was really turned on by all this ; I was so heavy. But, I still do n't like being spanked, so I pleaded with her again, which of path turned her on more. I thought it would ; I hoped she appreciated my efforts. OW, no, I really do n't wish being spanked, so I pleaded harder. I didn't have to flirt a percentage ; I really wanted her to finish. I tried to give on and not spoil her fun, but it was just too much for me, so I eventually shouted, `` PHLOGISTON ! '' Then bust into tears.

Kennedy stopped, and hurriedly started undoing the manacle, `` Why are you doing that ? '' I asked through my tears.

She paused and said, `` You just used your safeword. ``

I knew that, but I really didn't want to make gone through all that and not get something for it. So I added, `` Yes, but it's the spanking I do n't like, I like the being tied up. '' Feeling very daring, I added, `` Particularly if there was going to be a blowjob. ``

She laughed at that, and asked with a chuckle, `` Is there anything else you want now ? ``

"Going down on you. '' My perfect fantasy would affect being tied up, a reversal job and licking Kennedy 's snatch. I was feeling really hopeful.

She clarified, `` While you 're still tied up ? ''

That really was the approximation, so I was enthusiastic in my response, `` Yes please !"

It got even better when she asked, `` How do you want me dressed for this ? ``

I hoped this was Kennedy being decent to me, not just some psychological sand trap for me, `` Just the white leather mini. '' That 's how my illusion went, Kennedy ( or Kiki ) in just her Elwyn Brooks White leather miniskirt she sometimes wore for her job.

She disappeared into her closet, and when she came out, she was wearing just that. She stood in figurehead of me where I could see it and modeled it. She juggled her boobs, and I moaned. My fantasy was just about to come in true, and I only had to get a sore ass to do it, if I were in a more rational state of mind I might debate if it were worth going through that again.

President John F. Kennedy disappeared under the counter and I felt her mouth on my shaft ; this I really liked. Unfortunately, considering how turned on I was and I did n't get any last Night, and I was tied up, and helpless, and my ass ached ; I came almost immediately. Then I slumped, hanging off the counter like a rag-doll.

My reverie was interrupted when Kennedy grabbed my hair, lifted up my head, and forcibly shoved her kitty-cat in my expression. I was still somewhat stunned by the blowjob to fully appreciate this, but that was perfect, just like my fantasy. I tried my best to aid Kennedy get off, but she seemed to have that in handwriting herself. She was really turned on, and wet, and wiped my facial expression against her twat. I was n't performing on her, she was riding my boldness, it was more like she was using me as a sex toy, her veridical spirit synergistic sex toy. I loved it.

She also came too soon, and flopped back on the desk. I got a great purview of a sopping wet President Kennedy kitty. I just waited for Kennedy. Eventually, she raised her head and smiled at me. `` I remember why I put up with you now. '' I took that as a compliment and basked in her approval. `` Any other ideas in that ill-scented imagination of yours ? ``

She had promised me cock sucking, so I was aspirer, and I tried another of my fantasies. `` Tied to the bed with you sitting on me ? '' She liked that idea, so we did that as well, me cuffed on my back and Kennedy on top in the sixty-nine situation. That was just totally astonishing. She did satisfy her hope, I got respective to a greater extent cock sucking that day, and respective the next, while we experimented with the thrall gear. Oh man ! It was bully. After a while we settled down and only did"kinky"things once or twice a hebdomad, mostly it was vanilla extract sex, if President John F. Kennedy telling me what to do is vanilla.

There was still one item I gave her, I 'll gloss over that. Mostly I liked our new found natural process. Or if I did n't like them, they turned me on. Kennedy really seemed to like her end of the pot, I do n't retrieve she was playing. I only used the safeword a few times after that, and never for a spanking. Kennedy Interrnational could push me to the border, but then I 'd imagine of the blowjobs if I gave in, that would buoy me just enough I did n't ask to, and then she 'd kibosh before I used it. She was really annoying like that, but I did n't complain to her, as I doubt I 'd like the solvent .