Friday night. The Sheraton on 22nd Street. Consuela will be at the front desk - you are to ask her if she bought her earrings in Puerto Plata…she’ll do the rest. Everything you need will be waiting in the room. You are to follow the instructions exactly, or you will be punished.
And don’t be startled when you walk in and see eirroc bound in the sling chair that’s suspended from the ceiling. I have plans for her as well.
I can see it now, a S&M establishment basking in the name The House of DVous Means (face it folks, my user name was made for this scenario).
Me, the Dungeon Master, Lord of the Manor, standing over some pathetic wench begging for me to acknowledge her presence by giving her the spanking she is craving for.
I refuse, of course. What better way is there to torment a masochist by denying that which they yearn for?
Being totally serious here for a moment…whoa…
When I read this, I realized what my fantasy is. Doing this to someone would be so unlike me, but would so excite me. SW, I don’t know if it was your simple and direct discription (or maybe it’s that coupled with the pix on your website), you have tapped into something.
Now I just need to figure out why my pants have become uncomfortably tight…
Okay, add another to my list of “Threads I really shouldn’t read at work.” 
fans self…is it hot in here???
Oh, and I’m in the submissive, tease-me-until-I-beg-and-then-tease-some-more group.
I am sitting on the couch and woman friend asks me to do something and I wave her off saying after the commercial, the usual guy thing. Anyway after that she tricks me and then handcuffs me in an X position with my feet barely off the ground and proceeds to “teach me a lesson”. Then she will bring me to the verge of “completion” and walk away for a while, leaving me “hanging”. Then she invites several of her girlfriends over to see me “in my shame” where I then apologize for all males who brush off their women folk.
>>geeez, I really wish I had a girlfriend right now>>>
Okay, two weird fetishes for me:
Feet. A nice pair of wide, long male feet. Especially if they’re sweaty. Yum!
People doing the “living statue” routine. Don’t ask me why, but it just gets me going.
Other things; they’re not at the level of a fetish, but they are really helpful!
Long hair, down past the shoulders, especially.
Facial furr. At least a moustache. A goatee/van dyke is better and a full beard is fabulous!!
Damn, how much is the airfare between here and Montreal?
Ahhh… just remembered one of mine, as well as being a bit of an exhibitionist (as evidenced in earlier posts) I like water.
Fun in the Shower, Fun in the Bathtub, fun in the complex’s swimming pool & jaccusi.
Mmmmmm…
Occasionally fanticised about sex while scuba diving, but I’m not edcuated enough on the mechanics of scube diving to guess whether it is a relaistic fantsty, but I figure that’s as close to zero-G sex as we could get while still earthbound.
Sex while skydiving… no way there’s time for completion, but are there any recorded instances of at least achieving penetration while in freefall?
-Doug
:eek:
Oh, I feel a stirring in my little clonus.
How come I never knew any women who wanted to be kidnapped, back when I was single??
ArdenRanger or evilbeth, you’d’ve been in the back of my truck as soon as I could’ve gotten there! (I’d add you too, SexyWriter, but I think I’d have to take a number. ;))
Life just ain’t fair, I tell ya. 
Um… Silent Rob…You have my address right? Just checking…
Do fantasies count if you have done them? I come up short in this line of thought because I have done most of my reachable fantasies. Moving vehicle, check, with the driver, check (very dangerous…but I had to know, just once) swimming pool, shower (mmm shower blow jobs…) being dominated, being spanked… all great fun and I’m up for them again.
Beyond that, tossed in a truck and hauled out to the middle of nowhere sounds like great fun. And yea, this thread needs to come with ice.
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Originally posted by Zebra
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I wonder how I might do multiple swoons?
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Originally posted by RTFirefly
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Well. What am I? Chopped liver? 
dublos, I still have my eye on you.
Since I fulfilled your request to send an image, there are a number of ways I could take that.
Mmmmm… and I gotta admit, I like it.
-Doug
Modification to prior fantasy ~
Medea’s Child is leaving work, later than normal. Then sun is already setting as she runs through the list of errands that need to be addressed this weekend. By the time she reaches her car, as she’s fumbling for her keys, her cell phone rings.
'Damn it.’ Medea’s Child groans as she drops her things to answer yet another request for her time.
The screeching tires of a black van drown the sound of the cell’s second ring. Before she is able to process the stimuli, the van comes to a halt along side her. The side door flies open and Medea’s Child is pulled inside by a pair of leather gloved hands.
As her falling cell phone reaches the pavement of the parking lot, MC is tossed to the padded floor inside the van. Within a moment her blouse is ripped off she and able to take a deep breath. Her nose is filled with the sent of leather and sweat. Medea’s Child head begins to swoon when the seams of her skirt pull apart.
She is able for a moment to glance at the rear of the vehicle. Restrained by chains and leather straps are the forms of three other women on their knees. All the women are naked with ass cheeks that almost glowed with their redness. Within moments she recognizes ArdenRanger, evilbeth, and SexyWriter.
Medea’s Child can now see that there have been two men who have been undressing her. The larger one begins to pull at her panties and other the fits her wrists with straps; the driver of the van turns to speak, “Medea’s Child? Hope you have no pressing plans for the weekend.” He puts his foot to the gas. The van screams forward towards an unknown destination…
<thanks for induldging me & sorry if I went alittle over board>
~t
::jumps up and down with joy::
I started a two page thread that needs to come with ice!!
Am I a folk hero NOW? I hope so. I assume I need outside authority to verify this, though.
May this thread continue to interfere with people attempting to get work done for days to come.
MarxBoy
That sounds pretty fun as well, Mauvaise.
Hehe, I actually don’t, Medea’s Child. But we’ll have to work something out.
Yum!
In all seriousness, it’s interesting to find so many freaks like me. Certainly, I’m adult enough to realize that my fantasies are not particularly unusual. But it’s still nice to voice them and not get, “What’s wrong with you?” as a response.
Now I’m contemplating being kidnapped by someone who calls themself PolishSausage. That’s GOT to be interesting.
-L
Oh, my…
PolishSausage? Do Medea’s Child, evilbeth, SexyWriter and I get to play with each other this weekend?
For your amusement, of course.
Ahem.
My weirdest fantasy is that one fine day not only will my spouse recognize morning wood but actually take a little deforesting initiative.
Oh my dear sweet whatever pass for gods these days! This has been one of my greatest fantasies my entire adult life.
For obvious reasons, being a tall, long and dark haired, techno-Goth and 2nd Amendment advocating anarchist, it’s not one I articulate that often. I get ENOUGH weird looks and “freak” comments in general conversation, thanks. I don’t need the hassle of someone suddenly assuming I’m interested in multiple felonies, but it definitely ranks in the top five ever.
Being a moderately sexy writer (note the lower case) myself, maybe we should compare notes sometime, SW.