TheOldDragon's Tales

She showed up, tall, lithe, confident within herself, but still uncertain of what should happen and how to make it happen. We spent an hour talking about D/s and what it entailed, so that she was fully aware of everything. I told her right from the start, I would not be fucking her, and that the relationship would only be of a BDSM nature, with her learning the ropes and paddles, with her receiving orgasms and learning how to tune her body to enjoy the pain to pleasure process, but that she would not feel my cock in her.

Her first real D/s relationship had been a disaster, the Dom was abusive, would beat her entire body, and anally raped her when she disobeyed him. She eventually left him and in fact, changed her phone number to stop him pursuing her. It took some work from me and others in the community to protect her, but we achieved it, although I never took the time to learn his name or location, because I did not want to end up in jail.

Six months of regular meetings then ensued, with londonkitty coming over to my place and getting stripped, then her bottom spanked to her limits, and then a bit beyond in most cases. She was always cuddled afterwards, and in most cases, I then pleasured her to orgasm while her red bottom writhed on my lap.

For her, it helped a lot, because she learned what worked best to bring her to shuddering orgasms, and what did not work, so she could better guide her future boyfriends and Dominants to give her what worked best. A bare bottom spanking with hand or paddle while her wrists were tied would always bring her to a multiple orgasm, and as we experimented, we narrowed it down to the point where she knew exactly what worked and was able to use that to find herself a loving partner later on who she married and now has children with. She is very happy, and I am glad, she is a lovely girl and deserves only happiness.

If I ever found the Dom who had given her such a bad experience first off, I am sure I would have ended up being charged with assault after leaving him in a pile of bloody mess on the sidewalk.

My last girl was my kymbrgrrl. She was older than me, 42 to my 31, and we had a torrid affair that lasted until I left the country. She was living with her ex husband as he was disabled and she felt a sense of loyalty to take care of him even though she was no longer married to him. They had a child together, who was now living in another state, and she was eager to explore D/s with somebody.

I was lurking online as I always did after work, and she popped into the chat room, I had noticed the nick a few times before, and this time, she struck up a conversation. We discovered that she was only just up the road from me, not even a mile away, and with a brief chat in private, she took the plunge to drive down and meet for coffee.

Coffee, yeah right. This was unexpected, unsafe, passionate sex. You came into my living room, slightly afraid, not too sure what to expect. Kymbrgrrl was small, 5' in bare feet, and thin, almost elfin. You stood in the room, looking around, looking at me, and not quite biting your lip, but still unsure of what was going on and what might happen.

I sat down and indicated for you to sit, you did, and we chatted about some things, then you professed that you wanted to be spanked, tonight. So I accommodated you. Who am I to turn down a pretty girl who wants to go across my lap and get her bottom coloured?

I undressed you slowly, exposing small breasts with long nipples that were overly sensitive, then slipped your pants and underwear down to expose a shaved pussy and a bottom that was just aching to be given attention.

As you stood, I slapped your bottom a few times, just to gauge reactions, then it was across my lap for a firm spanking. You began to cry almost immediately, and I knew, this was not a 'normal' reaction, there was something more to be gained. Slowly spanking you, my other hand slid around to your front and began to caress you, you came with my first touch, a shuddering climax against my hand. More followed, as kymbrgrrl was a multi-orgasmic girl who had never had a deep climax, just lots of surface ones.

I picked you up and walked into the bedroom, intending to give you some serious pleasure with my hands and mouth, and as I sat on the bed, you asked me to take off my pants so that you could give me some reward as well. I obliged, and you took me in your hand, bringing me fully erect, then I stopped you and was going to pull you down when you made the move to straddle me and I ended up on my back, you on top, my cock already just inside the entrance of your pussy.

I looked at you and asked if this was OK, not wanting to do anything you did not want, you nodded and pressed down, allowing me to fill you completely.

So began a torrid affair that lasted until Summer 2001. You had never taken a man anally before, that changed as I enjoyed all of your body, you enjoyed fucking me solidly, then slipping off and having me finish in your mouth as you swallowed my seed, enjoying the control and domination that was entranced in the relationship.

Things always change, and things made a change for the worse in the Summer of 2001. Baybe decided to run off across the country to find some Dom, and as she left, felt that I was not worth it any more, so informed US immigration on me. I had to leave the country and fast.

I received two offers within a few days, both BadGirl and boonie offered to marry me, as a means to keep me in the country. I could not do that to either of them, they had their own lives to live and what we shared was more of an infatuation than real love, even if love may have developed. I very gently declined both offers and made my way across the border to Canada, where I had citizenship and was safe.

Kymbrgrrl had already begun a relationship with the other man Baybe had left, Master Everett. He was a 911 dispatcher who she married, and he gave her so much joy and pleasure. He suffered from MS and she was dedicated to him, bringing him through his illness and difficulties, and saying goodbye after he retired from being a dispatcher and died of a heart attack not even six months later.

I kept in touch with people, but even that began to fade as I met the true love of my life, my Angel. To her, I was Dragon, and we have shared each other for the past eleven years now, still going strong. Her children accepted me as their Dad, so I got a full family in the bargain.

So, the life of TheOldDragon, began as an online presence on a spanking chat server, expanded into a reality full of love, companionship, sex and comfort, now ends with a life-long partnership, family to call my own, and a loving partner who I am dedicated to and who has never cheated on me, nor me on her. Life does work out, in the end, sometimes, you just have to slog through the mud to get to the pasture.