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 former minute of the morning. President 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 clothes back on and walked back to my home on the former side of the alumna Village, as Kennedy International Airport drifted off to sleep. I supposed that 's what being friends with benefits agency. It just felt variety of weird.

That set the musical note for our interaction, I felt like I was being used, and that JFK was rude 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 trouble I do n't understand, I researched the issue. There 's a lot of data about sexuality out there, some of it helpful, some of it less so, some of it just plain ill-timed. There are a lot of feeling, like they say, everyone has one.

What I found most useful to understanding was a website 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 term used, so I could infer its rankings. It reckoned :

99 % Non-monogamist
92 % Voyeur
88 % Submissive
70 % Experimentalist
62 % flasher
61 % rope Bunny
58 % Degradee
48 % striver
33 % Primal ( target )
31 % little terror
27 % Switch
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 % possessor
4 % Pet
3 % Ageplayer
1 % Sadist

Some of its conclusions, I might fence with, I think I 'm passably vanilla really, but it does n't. ( vanilla is normal, liking normal sex. I like normal sex. ) I also think their methodology is flawed, and the numbers racket too conveniently smoothly distributed, but it gave me something to opine about.

I 'm not certain I am a `` non-monogamist '' at affectionateness, but 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 porno, I like watching others fuck in front of me, so I would n't argue with `` Peeping Tom ''.

Then, it gets to submissive. It explains, `` Submissives like to follow. Some like to give hold in away to their collaborator. '' That 'd be me. I really like Kennedy telling me what sex we 're going to throw. 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 dominant. ``

Intrigued by what it was telling me, I mentioned it to John Fitzgerald Kennedy, who took the test herself. For President John F. Kennedy, it reckoned :

99 % Dominant
98 % Master/Mistress
96 % Sadist
95 % Rigger
95 % Primal ( Hunter )
92 % Degrader
90 % Owner
82 % Experimentalist
80 % Non-monogamist
78 % Brat Tamer
65 % Voyeur
62 % flasher
20 % Daddy/Mommy
7 % Masochist
7 % Brat
7 % vanilla extract
5 % Primal ( Prey )
3 % substitution
3 % Ageplayer
1 % circle Bunny
1 % Degradee
0 % Submissive
0 % hard worker
0 % Girl/Boy
0 % Pet

Basically that 's saying she likes almost every eccentric of dominant role, 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 common ground and like experimenting, then it comes to she 's predominant and I 'm subservient, so we compliment each other perfectly there. That 's the part I really like. What it says about dominants :

'' dominant allele like to be in charge. Some like to have their partner obey them without question. '' That 's us. Then of path, `` dominant allele typically pair up with submissives. ``

Then, it comes to how she 'd care to carry that laterality, she really scored senior high school for `` rigger, '' she likes to tie her cooperator up, and debaser, she likes to humiliate and take down them. On the former script, I scored high up for `` forget me drug bunny, '' 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 thought process of being helpless and at President John F. Kennedy 's bid mercies turned me on so a good deal. Of course of study, in my version of the illusion, I 'm incapacitated and JFK has rule sex with me, I do n't know how the reality would work 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 listen so much, and President Kennedy likes them, so she could do that, and I 'd be happy. Kennedy behaving in a Master/Hunter/Degrader sorting of way was the sort of thing I found confusing. How I could be turned on by Kennedy being so thoughtless, and humiliating me. Now, we could contain 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 logical thinking, Kennedy just liked the ideas 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 enjoy is the in good order word though. )

Then there 's the mutual exclusiveness with sadism/masochism. The approximation 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 lower. Now that 's not zero and my submissive/degradee/prey disposition make the melodic theme of it happening exciting, 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 `` setting, '' `` no '' might very well not mean `` no ''. So you have to have 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 turn her on so a lot I would n't get out awake. So you chose an innocent word you 're unbelievable to use accidentally and that means `` no '', or `` stop ''.

Now using your safeword is going to be quite riotous to your beloved living, so it's not something either of you 'd want to do. So the rife should bed how far to push the slavish before they snap. Then, you can also bear `` yellowness '' safewords which warn the dominant that the submissive ( that 's me is n't it ), is nearing their breaking point. You can also have `` jet '' safewords, saying they 're not being dominant enough. It seems those sort of safewords are more controversial, some think they take the fun out of it, and if you have yellow-bellied and green ones, the existent safeword is now the `` red '' one. So we settled on the good language :

Red : Phlogiston
Yellow : Aether drift ( or Aether or trend or interchangeable )
Green : Thermo ( kinetics ), or Michelson/Morley

What can I say, we 're physical science nerds. We took a duad of construct ( heat and consultation frames in this slip ) and used their discredited theories as `` no thank you '' safewords, we 're unlikely to ever say those anywhere. Then, we took the electric current hypothesis to think of `` yes please, '' but we 're still unlikely to say them accidentally. ( Phlogiston is a discredited theory of heating system ; thermodynamics is the flow theory of heating system which seems to play. Aether gallery is a damaged theory of an right-down acknowledgment shape in the Universe ; the Michelson-Morley experimentation proved it did n't exist. )

Neither of us had considered any of this before, but seeing as how the account lined up it was natural that we 'd try it. So with our new found insights into our psyche, we experimented. Like I say, we scored high for `` Experimentalist"( 70 and 82 % ). The obvious one to try was rigger/rope bunny, i.e. bondage, 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 workable plan.

About the lone station we could see to tie me up, and still appropriate President John F. Kennedy total memory access to me was the breakfast bar. I could lay over that so my dick was below the parry and my look hanging off the front. We pulled the desk up to the bar, so Kennedy could lie on it, and my aspect could line up with her cunt. I particularly liked that idea.

For bindings, JFK had some nylons. I stood at the replication and fan out my wooden leg until my dick was below counter height. Then I leant over the tabulator, with my arms and head over the front of it. Kennedy then used the nylons to tie my radiocarpal joint to my thighs. I was pretty much stuck at this tip, at her mercy. Of course of study, I had all sort of thoughts of what I 'd like her to do to me, but I also liked that she was in ascendence. I was naked of course, and really, really hard.

That was when Kennedy had her own idea. She lay one of the barstools on its side behind my mortise joint, and then used some more nylons to tie me to it. It was an extemporise `` spreader bar, '' something to keep 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 riposte, and I felt her mouth on my hawkshaw. She sucked me hanker enough for me to moan appreciatively. I was really liking this ; this was my phantasy. But, she did n't do it for long enough for anything to bechance. I stayed quiet when she reemerged from under there. Then, she tested the pussy licking position. She pulled off her pantie from under her skirt and lay on the desk. She was really obviously turned on, and she pushed herself into my human face ; 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. following she stands behind me and fondles my ass, and reaches under to grab my dick, demonstrating my vulnerability. This was turning me on so much, I moan some at that. Then, she said, `` If you ca n't escape in the side by side ten seconds, I 'm going to paddle you. ``

Now the thought of her asserting her ascendence like that was a bit on, but the idea of pain was not. So I struggled to get free. I did n't superintend it in the ten bit allowed, I do n't cogitate I could have got free by myself in any timeframe. There was a whack on my ass, that hurt, and I yelped, `` Ow ! '' I struggled even hard to get loose, but still could n't carry off it, despite a few more whacks to encourage me.

Then, Kennedy walked around to where I could see her, she was holding a wooden spoon. She put that down on the desk in movement of me. There 's a name for that, showing the torture victim the tools of their badgering, 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 idea about that, the pain sensation was really bad, but Kennedy doing it to me was really ripe. She reached under the counter and grabbed my dick, saying, `` You like that, do n't you ?"

'' No. ``

'' Really ? ``

'' Yes. ``

'' He does n't look so certain. '' She stepped up to my foreland again, `` I know I 'm sure. '' She lifted her skirt and spread her slit lips ; 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 delight this. '' She stepped back behind me and whack !

'' 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 knockout. I kept pleading and pleading, I really wanted her to hold back, but she did n't. It was horrendous. Eventually she stopped, by that time I was in tears. 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 induce 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 vitiate thing. '' Obviously, she thought I'd been consenting to the treatment, and not using the safeword when I should make, changed that. So she untied me, she was really disappointed in me, that was it for the night, I got to kip alone, and feel awful for letting her down. Before I went to bed, I went online and ordered some affair. virago prime is amazing, my parliamentary law arrived by lunch the next day.

I went to see Kennedy, 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 doorway, 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 derive in and tell you ? ``

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

I blushed, but managed to say, `` A existent spreader bar. '' Kennedy was surprised. Then, I pulled out some More, `` Velcro cuffs. '' There were several set of those, with time on straps. `` Spanking paddle. '' It was a wide of the mark leather boat paddle, with a hold, just what you 'd need to spank me. Finally, I pulled out the last token and handed it to Jack Kennedy, saying, `` I 'd really hate 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 melodic theme horrified me. Of course, I did n't desire to allow in, even to myself, that the theme turned me on.

She looked thoughtful, then looked at my crotch, I was rock hard, of course. She grabbed my hard on, and said, `` I 'll apply you one to a greater extent chance, if you screw this up, that 's it. '' I did n't say anything. `` well, take your poppycock off. '' I hastened to reave off and stood before her, still tough of form. She had her arms folded, looking impatient, `` Well, clear it off. '' Looking at the counter.

I clear the box off the counter quickly and took up the Saami place as I was in yesterday. She took the spreader bar and some cuff and attached it to my ankles. She grabbed my tool from behind, saying, `` I like this. '' She was n't the only one.

Then, she got some more handcuff and attached my wrists to my thighs. Now, I was helpless, she said, `` You forgot the desk, '' she was right, I had n't pulled the desk up in my hurry to get tied up. I was crestfallen ; I 'd disappointed her. Kennedy took advantage of my slip, saying, `` maybe this will help you remember in futurity. '' She brandished the paddle then went behind me and spanked me, hard, once on each cheek. OW, I was still a bit tender from yesterday, but I stayed mute. Jack 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 perfective, but after that, I feel like spanking you instead. I do n't get it on why I 'm explaining this to you, there 's nothing you can do about it, is there ? '' I shook my top dog. Having no say in my own torment was a big twist on, but I still hated both pick, but also I still thrilled at the thought of either. Maybe you can tell I was confused by all this, how could I both love and hate an idea at the Saami meter.

She sat on the desk and picked up the paddle, and stroked it. She pointed it at me, `` Now you think of how this works ? '' I was n't sure what she was asking, I looked questioning. `` Your safeword ? You remember, when it gets too much for you, you use the safeword. '' I nodded. I was not going to leave that again. Then she added, `` I 've decided to get to a new rule, if I push you too far, and you legitimately use your safeword, I 'll spoil you as much as you want for a day. '' That sounded amazing, I really liked that musical theme, she saw my expression. `` Of course of study if you use it before you really signify it, I wo n't be pleased. If I 'm not please, you get to go nursing home. '' She was really going to get to my life sentence hard ; she 'd already progress to me really hard.

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

'' Phlogiston. ``

'' trade good. '' 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 sweat. OW, no, I really do n't like being spanked, so I pleaded harder. I didn't have to roleplay a role ; I really wanted her to cease. I tried to hold on and not spoil her fun, but it was just too a good deal for me, so I eventually shouted, `` PHLOGISTON ! '' Then burst into tears.

Kennedy stopped, and hurriedly started undoing the turnup, `` 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 care, 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 perfective tense fancy would necessitate being tied up, a reversal job and licking Kennedy 's pussy. 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 want me dressed for this ? ``

I hoped this was Kennedy being squeamish to me, not just some psychological ambush for me, `` Just the gabardine leather mini. '' That 's how my fantasy went, Kennedy ( or Kiki ) in just her white leather mini she sometimes wore for her job.

She disappeared into her water closet, and when she came out, she was wearing just that. She stood in front of me where I could see it and modeled it. She juggled her boobs, and I moaned. My illusion was just about to come truthful, 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 Charles Frederick Worth going through that again.

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 nighttime, 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 tomentum, lifted up my question, and forcibly shoved her pussy in my fount. I was still somewhat stunned by the blowjob to fully appreciate this, but that was perfect, just like my fancy. I tried my C. H. Best to avail Kennedy get off, but she seemed to have that in hand herself. She was really turned on, and wet, and wiped my face against her pussycat. I was n't performing on her, she was riding my face, it was more like she was using me as a sex toy, her substantial lifetime interactive sex toy. I loved it.

She also came too soon, and flopped back on the desk. I got a great view of a sopping wet Kennedy pussy. I just waited for Kennedy International Airport. 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 fetid mental imagery of yours ? ``

She had promised me cock sucking, so I was wannabe, and I tried another of my fancy. `` Tied to the bed with you sitting on me ? '' She liked that estimation, so we did that as well, me cuffed on my back and Kennedy on top in the soixante-neuf placement. That was just totally amazing. She did fulfill her promise, I got several more blowjobs that day, and various the next, while we experimented with the bondage gear. Oh man ! It was with child. After a while we settled down and only did"kinky"affair once or twice a week, mostly it was vanilla sex, if Kennedy telling me what to do is vanilla.

There was still one item I gave her, I 'll colour over that. Mostly I liked our new found activities. Or if I did n't wish them, they turned me on. Kennedy Interrnational really seemed to like her end of the deal, I do n't think she was playing. I only used the safeword a few clip after that, and never for a spanking. Kennedy could push me to the boundary, but then I 'd think of the blowjob if I gave in, that would buoy me just enough I did n't need to, and then she 'd give up 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 solution .