The President Kennedy, 1.1 : A Picayune Test .


Oral-Sex
So I took up with Kennedy, we got home from the weekend shooting in L.A. She was horny, very horny. So was I, I had n't had sex since the ahead of time hour of the forenoon. Kennedy 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 purpose ; I was no longer needed. I was expected to leave, so I put my wearing apparel back on and walked back to my place on the other English of the graduate village, as Kennedy International Airport drifted off to sleep. I supposed that 's what being friends with benefit way. It just felt variety of weird.

That set the tone for our fundamental interaction, I felt like I was being used, and that President Kennedy was primitive towards me, but I seemed to like it. I just got turned on by that. That I did n't sympathise. So, as with any trouble I do n't translate, I researched the proceeds. There 's a lot of data about sexuality out there, some of it helpful, some of it less so, some of it just plain incorrect. There are a lot of opinions, like they say, everyone has one.

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

99 % Non-monogamist
92 % Voyeur
88 % Submissive
70 % Experimentalist
62 % Exhibitionist
61 % Rope Bunny
58 % Degradee
48 % slave
33 % Primal ( Prey )
31 % Brat
27 % permutation
27 % Vanilla
25 % rigger
20 % Degrader
18 % Dominant
17 % Masochist
14 % Primal ( Hunter )
13 % Master/Mistress
12 % Brat Tamer
10 % Girl/Boy
8 % Daddy/Mommy
8 % owner
4 % Pet
3 % Ageplayer
1 % Sadist

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

I 'm not sure I am a `` non-monogamist '' at heart, but JFK has made it quite clear I 'm not to get attached and expects me to get it on others if I have the chance, so there you are. I like watching pornography, I like watching others fuck in movement of me, so I would n't argue with `` voyeur ''.

Then, it gets to submissive. It explains, `` Submissives like to follow. Some like to pass on control away to their partners. '' That 'd be me. I really like Kennedy telling me what sex we 're going to deliver. fountainhead, 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 Kennedy, it reckoned :

99 % Dominant
98 % Master/Mistress
96 % Sadist
95 % Rigger
95 % Primal ( Orion )
92 % Degrader
90 % Owner
82 % Experimentalist
80 % Non-monogamist
78 % holy terror Tamer
65 % voyeur
62 % Exhibitionist
20 % Daddy/Mommy
7 % Masochist
7 % little terror
7 % Vanilla
5 % Primal ( Prey )
3 % electric switch
3 % Ageplayer
1 % R-2 bunny rabbit
1 % Degradee
0 % Submissive
0 % Slave
0 % Girl/Boy
0 % Pet

Basically that 's saying she likes almost every eccentric of dominant use, and hates the slavish 1. We 're compatible in that we both score highly for `` non-monogamist, '' `` experimentalist '' and `` voyeur/exhibitionist. '' So we have some common 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 share I really like. What it says about dominants :

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

Then, it comes to how she 'd like to express that dominance, she really scored heights for `` rigger, '' she likes to tie her mate up, and degrader, she likes to humiliate and take down them. On the other hand, I scored gamey for `` roach bunny rabbit, '' liking being tied up, and degradee, liking being humiliated. I 'm not so sure I like the approximation of being tied up, or humiliated, but the thought of being incapacitated and at Kennedy 's tender clemency turned me on so much. Of course, in my adaptation of the fantasy, I 'm helpless and Kennedy Interrnational has normal sex with me, I do n't know how the reality would turn over out.

Then there are the ones 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 mind so much, and JFK likes them, so she could do that, and I 'd be happy. Kennedy Interrnational behaving in a Master/Hunter/Degrader sort of way was the form of matter I found confusing. How I could be turned on by Kennedy International Airport being so uncaring, and humiliating me. Now, we could contain these elements into our sex lives in a aware manner, we 'd see what it was we were doing. Or at least, that was my reasoning, Kennedy just liked the idea 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 certainly enjoy is the mighty word though. )

Then there 's the inconsistency with sadism/masochism. The idea of inflicting pain really does it for Kennedy ( at 96 % ), but I really do n't care that idea, of being the one inflicted with the pain, all of 17 %, and I 'd put it lower. Now that 's not zero and my submissive/degradee/prey tendencies make the idea of it happening exciting, just, I ca n't reckon liking pain.

Then there was another matter about BDSM I learnt from my inquiry, the `` safeword ''. In a BDSM `` tantrum, '' `` no '' might very well not mean `` no ''. So you have to let another way of saying, `` No, do n't do that, I do n't want that, anything but that. '' If I said that to the dominat/master/sadist/hunter/degrader Kennedy, it 'd probably release her on so practically I would n't get out active. So you chose an innocuous parole you 're unlikely to use accidentally and that means `` no '', or `` stop ''.

Now using your safeword is going to be quite disruptive to your love animation, so it's not something either of you 'd want to do. So the dominant should have intercourse how far to bear on the submissive before they snap. Then, you can also hold `` yellow-bellied '' safewords which warn the dominant that the submissive ( that 's me is n't it ), is nearing their breaking stage. You can also suffer `` greens '' safewords, saying they 're not being dominant enough. It seems those form of safewords are more controversial, some think they take the fun out of it, and if you have yellowed and Green unity, the real safeword is now the `` red '' one. So we settled on the safe lyric :

Red : Phlogiston
Yellow : Aether drift ( or Aether or drift or similar )
K : Thermo ( dynamics ), or Michelson/Morley

What can I say, we 're cathartic dweeb. We took a couple of concept ( heat and reference human body in this cause ) and used their discredited theories as `` no thank you '' safewords, we 're unlikely to ever say those anywhere. Then, we took the current theories to imply `` yes please, '' but we 're still unlikely to say them accidentally. ( Phlogiston is a discredit theory of heat ; thermodynamics is the flow theory of heat which seems to cultivate. Aether impulsion is a discredited hypothesis of an absolute character reference underframe in the Universe ; the Michelson-Morley experimentation proved it did n't subsist. )

Neither of us had considered any of this before, but seeing as how the gobs lined up it was natural that we 'd try it. So with our new found insights into our psyches, we experimented. Like I say, we scored gamey for `` Experimentalist"( 70 and 82 % ). The obvious one to try was rigger/rope bunny girl, i.e. bondage, she 'd tie me up. We had no equipment for this, so we improvised. We had a look around JFK 's studio where were having this discourse and came up with a executable plan.

About the only lieu we could see to tie me up, and still set aside Jack Kennedy entire admittance to me was the breakfast bar. I could lay over that so my dick was below the counter and my typeface hanging off the front end. We pulled the desk up to the bar, so Kennedy could lie on it, and my cheek could line of work up with her pussy. I particularly liked that idea.

For dressing, Kennedy had some nylons. I stood at the counter and spread my legs until my putz was below counter meridian. Then I leant over the counter, with my arms and head over the front line of it. Kennedy then used the nylons to tie my wrists to my thighs. I was pretty a good deal stuck at this compass point, at her clemency. Of course, I had all sorts of idea of what I 'd care her to do to me, but I also liked that she was in dominance. I was naked of line, and really, really hard.

That was when Kennedy had her own idea. She lay one of the barstools on its incline behind my ankle joint, and then used some more nylons to tie me to it. It was an improvise `` broadcaster bar, '' something to stay fresh my feet 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 frame-up. She ducked under the parry, and I felt her sass on my dick. She sucked me long enough for me to moan appreciatively. I was really liking this ; this was my fantasy. But, she did n't do it for long enough for anything to happen. I stayed tranquillity when she reemerged from under there. Then, she tested the pussy licking position. She pulled off her panties from under her bird and lay on the desk. She was really obviously turned on, and she pushed herself into my typeface ; I could n't move 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. adjacent she stands behind me and fondle my ass, and reaches under to grab my dick, demonstrating my exposure. This was turning me on so much, I moan some at that. Then, she said, `` If you ca n't break away in the next ten seconds, I 'm going to spank you. ``

Now the idea of her asserting her dominance like that was a turn on, but the estimate of pain was not. So I struggled to get disengage. I did n't manage it in the ten endorsement allowed, I do n't think I could have got rid by myself in any timeframe. There was a whack on my ass, that hurt, and I yelped, `` Ow ! '' I struggled even harder to get at large, but still could n't manage it, despite a few to a greater extent whacks to advance me.

Then, John Fitzgerald Kennedy walked around to where I could see her, she was holding a wooden spoonful. She put that down on the desk in front of me. There 's a name for that, showing the distortion victim the tool of their torment, 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 respectable. 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 sure. '' She stepped up to my head again, `` I know I 'm sure. '' She lifted her skirt and spread her pussy sassing ; she was most definitely turned on by this. She picked up the spoon again, `` I 'm going to paddle you, and I 'm going to savor this. '' She stepped back behind me and wallop !

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

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

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

'' No. ``

'' Oh you moron, you have to blow affair. '' Obviously, she thought I'd been consenting to the treatment, and not using the safeword when I should take, changed that. So she untied me, she was really defeated in me, that was it for the night, I got to catch some Z's alone, and feel frightful for letting her down. Before I went to bed, I went online and ordered some things. Amazon River prime of life is amazing, my order arrived by dejeuner the following day.

I went to see Kennedy, that was unusual, she 'd usually breeze into my post 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 affair 's I 'd ordered.

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

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

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

I blushed, but managed to say, `` A genuine spreader bar. '' Kennedy was surprised. Then, I pulled out some more, `` Velcro cuffs. '' There were various sets of those, with magazine on straps. `` Spanking boat paddle. '' It was a wide leather paddle, with a handle, just what you 'd call for to spank me. Finally, I pulled out the last-place token and handed it to Kennedy International Airport, saying, `` I 'd really hate it if you used that on me. delight do n't. ``

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

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

She looked attentive, then looked at my genitals, I was rock hard, of course. She grabbed my hard on, and said, `` I 'll have you one to a greater extent opportunity, if you screw this up, that 's it. '' I did n't say anything. `` Well, conduct your hooey off. '' I hastened to strip off and stood before her, still hard of course of action. She had her weapon folded, looking impatient, `` Well, bring in 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 joint. She grabbed my dick from behind, saying, `` I like this. '' She was n't the only one.

Then, she got some more handcuff and attached my carpus to my thighs. Now, I was helpless, she said, `` You forgot the desk, '' she was right-hand, I had n't pulled the desk up in my haste to get tied up. I was crestfallen ; I 'd disappointed her. Kennedy International Airport took vantage of my slip, saying, `` maybe this will help you think back in future. '' She brandished the paddle then went behind me and spanked me, hard, once on each impertinence. OW, I was still a bit tender from yesterday, but I stayed mute. President Kennedy went and fetched the desk positioning it like yesterday.

She put the boat paddle and the strap-on on the desk where I could see them. `` I had thought your thought of fucking you in the ass was perfect, but after that, I feel like spanking you instead. I do n't bang why I 'm explaining this to you, there 's nothing you can do about it, is there ? '' I shook my pass. Having no say in my own anguish was a big turn on, but I still hated both options, but also I still thrilled at the idea of either. Maybe you can enjoin I was confused by all this, how could I both love and hate an idea at the same time.

She sat on the desk and picked up the 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 ruler, if I push you too far, and you legitimately use your safeword, I 'll bollix up you as much as you want for a day. '' That sounded amazing, I really liked that idea, she saw my locution. `` Of course if you use it before you really mean it, I wo n't be pleased. If I 'm not delight, you get to go home base. '' She was really going to progress to my aliveness hard ; she 'd already made me really hard.

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

'' Phlogiston. ``

'' commodity. '' Then she got up, and stepped towards my rear. I was really turned on by all this ; I was so grueling. But, I still do n't like being spanked, so I pleaded with her again, which of course turned her on more. I thought it would ; I hoped she appreciated my attempt. OW, no, I really do n't like being spanked, so I pleaded harder. I didn't have to play a part ; I really wanted her to stop. I tried to have on and not botch up her fun, but it was just too much for me, so I eventually shouted, `` PHLOGISTON ! '' Then bristle into tears.

Kennedy stopped, and hurriedly started undoing the cuffs, `` 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 have 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 illusion would involve being tied up, a coke job and licking Kennedy 's slit. I was feeling really hopeful.

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

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

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

I hoped this was President John F. Kennedy being nice to me, not just some psychological ambuscade for me, `` Just the Elwyn Brooks White leather miniskirt. '' That 's how my fantasy went, Kennedy ( or Kiki ) in just her white leather miniskirt she sometimes wore for her job.

She disappeared into her W.C., and when she came out, she was wearing just that. She stood in social movement of me where I could see it and modeled it. She juggled her boobs, and I moaned. My fantasy was just about to come 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 deserving going through that again.

President Kennedy disappeared under the counter and I felt her mouth on my dick ; 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 replication like a rag-doll.

My reverie was interrupted when Kennedy grabbed my hair, lifted up my head, and forcibly shoved her pussy in my face. I was still somewhat stunned by the blowjob to fully appreciate this, but that was perfect, just like my illusion. I tried my best to help Jack Kennedy get off, but she seemed to throw that in hand herself. She was really turned on, and wet, and wiped my face against her pussy. I was n't performing on her, she was riding my brass, it was more like she was using me as a sex toy, her real life interactional sex toy. I loved it.

She also came too soon, and flopped back on the desk. I got a groovy view of a sopping wet President Kennedy slit. I just waited for Kennedy. Eventually, she raised her capitulum 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 foul-smelling resourcefulness of yours ? ``

She had promised me blowjob, so I was hopeful, and I tried another of my fantasy. `` Tied to the bed with you sitting on me ? '' She liked that thought, so we did that as well, me cuffed on my rear and Kennedy on top in the ilxx attitude. That was just totally amazing. She did live up to her hope, I got several Sir Thomas More blowjob that day, and several the future, while we experimented with the bondage gear mechanism. Oh man ! It was keen. After a while we settled down and only did"kinky"things once or twice a week, mostly it was vanilla extract sex, if Kennedy telling me what to do is vanilla.

There was still one point I gave her, I 'll comment over that. Mostly I liked our new found bodily function. Or if I did n't like them, they turned me on. JFK really seemed to like her end of the batch, I do n't think she was playing. I only used the safeword a few sentence after that, and never for a spanking. Kennedy could push me to the edge, but then I 'd cerebrate of the blowjobs if I gave in, that would buoy me just enough I did n't necessitate to, and then she 'd stop before I used it. She was really annoying like that, but I did n't plain to her, as I doubt I 'd like the effect .
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