Speaker 1: Welcome back to Nicki After Dark, the show where your
filthy as secrets get the spotlight they deserve. I'm your host, Nikki,
and tonight we're diving deep into power, surrender and the
delicious line between pain and pleasure. Here's some steamy samples
of what you'll hear in this episode. A stressed out
fifty one year old married mom of three finally books
a session with a dominant woman half her age and
ends up strapped to a bench, sobbing, squirting and calling
the young mistress more man than my husband. A praise
loving dom edges his girlfriend for an entire week, ties
her up, and gives her the most explosive body orgasm
of her life while she begs Daddy please, and the
guy meets his online edging partner in real life, a
straight masked doctor come control who ties him to a
chair and tortures his cock for over an hour with
his hands, feet, and pure denial before the most intense,
ruined orgasm of his life stick around. I heard these
stories are really hot tonight. Before we dive into Tonight's confessions,
as always, I have a question for you. What's one
sexual boundary you've always been curious about crossing, but fear,
shame or your current relationship has held you back from
trying me none. I am with some very supportive partners
as you go snow so not for me, but I
cannot wait for here you guys. But also I'd like
to answer have you answered these as well? How would
your life change if you finally gave yourself permission to
explore that boundary? And what's the hottest version of that
fantasy in your head right now? And what's stopping you
from making it real? You know what you can do?
You can always email me at Nikki and Ikky at
Dearniki dot com, anonymous SLI through our website at dear
Nikki dot com under the confession stab and don't forget
you know. We're always over on Discord Monday through Saturday
seven pm or eight pm Central Standard Time's gonna be
shit about this, aren't you? And meet other exploratives just
like yourself, And now it's time for your riddle. I
get wet before you even touch me. The harder you go,
the louder I get. I can take a pounding for
hours and still beg for more when you're finished. I'm
usually dripping and satisfied. What am I keep your answers
in that filthy head of yours, and as always, we'll
reveal it at the end of our show. Your wife,
the way you talk about it that I wouldn't doubt
that mine would be me just saying, you know a
time it is. It's time to sit back, relax, Let's
have a whiskey with some spilthy cherries, of course, and
explore some erotic fantasies from people just like you and me.
Dear Nikki, I guess I'm a magnet for exciting situations.
I'm a twenty one year old schoolgirl, rather thin, apparently
a lot more adventurous than I realized. About a week ago,
on a total whim, I had an encounter with a
sixty three year old gentleman. I know it sounds crazy,
but he's so classy, debonair, well spoken and straight up
sexy that I let him have me. It was one
of the most fun skilled nights I've ever had. We
both agreed it was a one time thing, just two
people seeing where the chemistry went, but honestly, I never
expected to hear from him again. Then last night I
got a text from him I've been calling him mister
smooth in my head, because that's exactly what he is. Mistress.
Good evening. How are you doing, Nancy? Me? I'm good,
How are you excellent? Thank you. I'm texting to see
if you'd be interested in a special encounter desired, designed
entirely for your entertainment.
Speaker 2: Me.
Speaker 1: I thought we agreed this wouldn't be a repeat. Him,
this would not be a repeat at all. It would
be something completely different. He sent me a picture of
his bed, a beautiful wrought island sleigh bed with deep
burgundy quilt spread across. It was impressive collection of toys, equipments, straps, cuffs, ropes, chains, clamps,
several dildoes, a giant vibrator, and other things I couldn't
even name. My heart was racing me. Wow, that looks
like a pretty intense some BDSM. Hem you could call
it light BDSM. I'd be in complete control of your pleasure,
but you'd always be in control of when to stop, pause,
or keep going.
Speaker 2: Me.
Speaker 1: I'm intrigued, but I'm also really nervous. Him, No need
to be nervous. You'll have a safe word at any moment,
even right at the start. If you say it, I'll
stop immediately, help you get dressed, and take you home.
I told him I refuse to have any pictures or
videos taken. He completely understood and reassured me that he
would never risk something so immoral and stupid, especially with
his successful life and reputation on the line. He's offering
this Saturday evening and promised experience I'll remember for the
rest of my life. I told him I'd think about
it in London. No soon, Nikkie. Just think about it
has me soaked. I have zero experience with anything like this,
and I'm not looking for a boyfriend or anything serious
right now. I just want to have spun and explore
what life can offer. Mister Smooth feels safe, experienced, and
incredibly tempting. But I'm also a little scared what should
I do what? And wondering twenty one. Okay, I'm down
for it, but but how long do we know him?
I mean, I'm not saying bells are going off or
anything like that. I would jump at it head first,
because that definitely would be It has been very much intrigue,
especially since the Smooth and all the other stuff that
attracts me. Ugh, you get a safe word, he's respected
your boundaries. You know, it sounds solid, but I mean
you have to trust your gut on this. Eventually you're
gonna have to take your whim. I since I don't
have experience in this area, I'm gonna ask a resident
dom in the chat. Do you guys carry like references
like you're cool? I mean, is that something she could
ask for? Because I to me and I'm asking you,
Captain to me, I'd go for it. If I felt
safe and everything, I would go for it. This is
a yes for me. Maybe Yolo, and maybe if she's
feeling on the fence about it, maybe her meeting in
a public spot first, or having a friend know your
location should that be something as well. I mean those
are good, Those are good things. I mean, if she
trusts her friend, you know, I mean, there's a friend
I would trust absolutely. What's the question, Captain Phil Sleep Okay,
you're just gonna have to go back and listen. I
think those are yes. I agree. I think if she's
still on the fence, meeting him one more time in
a public spot for coffee is a good thing sometimes
if you go to munches. But if he's private, he's private.
There's nothing you do about that. But sometimes in munches
you can kind of find out about that person from
what I understand, but if you can, Yeah, I agree
with Husker that someone should always know where you're going,
like at all times, so even if he has to
possibly rent a hotel or you wouldn't have to divulge
everything to your friend. So saying like, I'm going over
to this gentleman's house, this is where he lives for
a date. I just wanted to let you know. This
is our second, second, or third or whatever my date
you guys have had, and just wanted to let you
know since it's still fairly new, where I'm going to be.
That's what I'm thinking. And for my listeners, have you
ever tried light BDSM with a much older experience partner?
Would you go for it if the chemistry felt this electric? Yeah?
Or turn on your location. That's a good one too,
I keep mine off. Drop your thoughts below in the
DM as you can see they're doing here, or remember
all my links are in the shows. You can reach
out to me that way. Dear Nikhi, Not too long ago,
I found a new play partner on a kink site.
He's part of a married couple, but have only really
played with him. We've met twice before, but last week
he took me to a private dungeon for the first time,
and it was one of the hottest nights of my life.
We arrived on a cool autumn evening. He looked incredible
in black leather coat, final vest, and tight vinyl pants
that perfectly outlined his thick, huge bulge. I was already
buzzing with nerves and excitement. After changing, I came out
wearing only a plunging leather brolette and a skin tight
leather pants sparefoot. He collared me, attached the metal leash,
and I knelt at his feet on the chase lounge
while I sipped his cocktail and dragged his nails over
my body. I confessed how much I love being scratched hard,
and how previous partners called me catlike. I told him
I see our dynamic like a powerful wizard in his
familiar primal devoted little magical. To my surprise, he lit
up and said it made a perfect sense to him too.
From that moment on, he was my grand wizard and
I was his eager little familiar. The night got intense
fast He choked me, made me suck his thumb while
staring into his eyes, took me upstairs, where a young
couple watched us. I sucked his cock on my knees
while they stood behind me. He face fucked me with
a leash until spit dripped everywhere, then made me strip
and squirt all over the bed while they watched. His
fingers and tongue were relentless. I came so hard I
soaked him. Later, he strapped me to a Saint Andrew's
cross and fisted me, swollen my quit until I squirted again,
then move me to the sex wing. He swung me
back and forth on his fingers and tongue until I
had multiple screaming orgasms that left my legs shaking. We
finished downstairs, where I knelt between his legs again and
sucked and deep darted him until he grabbed my face
and pumped a huge load down my throat. I swallowed
every drop like a good familiar. By the end of
the night, I was sore, soaked, and completely blissed out.
Being used, watched, collared, and praised all night was everything
I didn't know I needed. You're a familiar, dripping wizard. Hello.
Speaker 2: There.
Speaker 1: I've never heard of that in the kink world. I mean,
of course we're all known about God, you know, you know,
goddesses and mistresses and doms and whatever else. But I've
never heard a wizard and a familiar dynamic. That's very interesting.
Huh So is this kind of like accult thing par
exchange or is this just titles like some people just
it feels like this very interesting, This is something new
I'm learning. I like this. Was the public watching a
big part of the thrill or was it mostly Joel's control?
And for my listeners, have you ever explored a creative
roleplay dynamic like a wizard, familiar pet, et cetera in
a kink setting? Would you let your play partner take
you to a dungeon on an early date like this?
Share your experiences below. Sorry I got to cover the
chat up. You'd always email them to me at Nikki
and Ikky at dear niki dot com, anonymously through the
website at dear niki dot com under the confessions tab,
and reach out to me over on Discord where we
are live Monday through Saturday eight pm Central Standard time. Well,
I knew pet Pet was another one that popped up.
I remembered that, and that was interesting to me as well.
So I have heard PET and I found I find
said specifically a certain way, kind of like what you
guys like me, And I say, daddy with a man
says PET is very sexy to me, So I can
understand the whole PET thing. Dear Nikki, I'm twenty five female,
my boyfriend is twenty five. Are in a long distance
E n M relationship, so we make the most of
our weekends together. I've been playing regularly with my coworker
and his wife, and this weekend they invited us to
a big BDSM party at a friend's mansion. The basement
had been turned into a full dungeon, spanking benches, stockades,
Saint Andrew's crosses, hanging chains, the works. I stripped down
to a black, lacy brown thong with a leather collar
my boyfriend gave me. He wore a tie, no shirt,
and dress pants. My coworker was shirtless in the leather
harness and tight shorts, while his wife looks stunning in
a short black dress and long leather boots. The host,
a trans person that permed her hair, greeted us in
a red corsett holding oh horsewhip and gave us a
fun tour. There were about fifteen people, mostly couples. After
chatting for a bit, my coworker pulled out a soft
corduroy flogger and offered me to tie me to the
Saint Andrew's cross. I said yes. He bound my forearms
with jute rope and secured me to the cross. My
boyfriend started teasing my ass with the flagger, then whipped
it across my cheeks, going harder each time I nodded.
The sting felt amazing. Then he switched to the leather
paddle that one bit harder. After a few solid rounds
on my ass was glowing red and warm. I asked
to stop, and he untied me. We cuddled on the
couch while I came down and we watched other scenes
the party that kept things strictly BDSM until one a m.
When the host rang a bell and anything consensual was
on the table. I was nicely buzzed on champagne. I
pulled off my brawl and thong and made out with
my boyfriend and dropped to my knees on the couch
while I sucked him, taking him deep licking and sucking
his balls. My coworker's wife pressed a magic wand to
my clit and behind, and her husband was sucked her.
The bribebrations were so intense I had a pause sucking
just to come hard. I went back to work on
my boyfriend until he stood up, held my hair and
stroked himself over my face. He came hard, thick ropes
landing in my hair, across my forehead, down my nose,
and on to my neck. I sat there covered in
his cumb while his wife kept using the wand on me,
forcing moragasms until my clit was throbbing and over sensitive.
After cleaning up, my boyfriend and I went outside naked
to cool off on the back porch. We chatted with
another couple, then went back downstairs to watch the rest
of the orgy. Eventually we all headed to my co
worker's house. Around five a m. Crashed and they had
very normal knellab breakfast together. The next morning, On the
drive to my boyfriend and I just looked at each
other like, did we really do all that last night?
And we definitely want to go back signed you're freshly
flogged and facially painted party slut. I wonder, you know,
when you're in that you've got you talk about hard left.
You might hear me say that from time to time
that I needed a hard left. So I went and
did this. So imagine going from flogging in all the
scenes of BDSM can offer, and then the bell rings
and then anything's consensual. I wonder if people were still
in scenes or did they switch over to gang bangs.
But you got admit that that's I mean, it's all
in the same sex scene. But I mean it's a
definitely hard left from one to the other. And I
kind of like that, you know, kind of put you
in a new element to shift your thoughts. How did
the transformation from structured BDSM to full orgy feel I'm
curious about that. And what was the public flogging and
patting more like intents for you than the facial in
front of everyone? Or was it all equally hot? Any
after care moments? I stood up. I'd love when we
hear about when something's really intense that a couple will
have after care. I love hearing the aftercare stories. I
guess it's kind of the romantic in me and for
my listeners. Have you ever brought a partner to a
BDSM party that turned into an orgy. What was your
first experience like mixing the impact play with group sex?
Would you try the soft flogger on the cross? That
was That was what caught my mind too. I've never
heard of a corduroy flogger. That's interesting, I guess. I
mean it's like I always tease Darcy when he stops
by the Lows or whatever. You know, I always say
you're going to the do it yourself BDSM store, and
you know, I guess fabric stores can be won as well.
Never know, right, don't forget to share your experiences to
me with all the links below in our show notes.
Dear Nikki, I'm a Latina guy in a little overweight
but not too chubby, and I'm pretty timid by nature.
For a long time now, I've had this reoccurring fantasy
of being someone's obedient sub bottom, collared and told what
to do, slowly broken in and used for their pleasure.
The idea turns me on so much it's hard to
think about anything else. But I've never actually done any
BDSM before, and it honestly intimidates the hell out of me.
I've been trying on grinder, but mostly of the doms
and masters immediately lose interest the second I admit I'm
a complete newbie. They want experienced boys who already know
how to kneel and take it. I get it, but
it does leave me stuck. I don't want to dive
straight into the deep end, looking for someone patient who's
willing to teach me. Start slow and guide me into subspace,
one careful step at a time. I fantasized about being stripped, collared,
put on my knees, teased, edged, spanked, maybe lightly restrained
while some more experienced guy shows me how to please him.
I want to feel owned and safe at the same time.
The urge just keeps getting stronger, but I'm nervous about
trusting the wrong person. Any advice on how a shy,
inexperienced guy like me can find the right domp to
break him in gently signed a shy Latino sub boy
ready to kneel, I would say in this case, definitely
going to a munch. That's a perfect way to test
the waters of the scene, especially if you're talking to
other people. There's got to be a newbie there that
was possibly broken, but maybe they know somebody that can
break you in because Grinder is a hookup thing, so
I wouldn't think they're looking for a newbie there, but
I could be completely wrong. There might be somebody there
doing it. But I think in the place where you're at,
I think going to something like that, to a munch
or a meet and greet would be perfect to kind
of get your foot in the ground to make sure
this is really what you want to do, and so
forth and so on, and you get to meet other
like minded people like yourself. So question for him, what
desire for gentle guiding dom is totally valid? Have you
considered fet life groups or you know, local munches instead
of Grinder They tend to be friendlier to newbies. What's
the one specific act in your fantasy that feels most
exciting and the scariest that I think you have to
admit that to yourself before even be able to be
honest to the people that you do meet. And for
my listeners, experienced doms or tops, would you take on
a nervous, chubby first time sub and ease him in?
And new subs? How did you find your first experience?
Drop your stories and tips below in the chat, or
you can always email them to me directly at Nikki
and Ikky at deerniky dot com, anonymously through the website
at darniky dot com under the confessions tab. And as always,
this is down Week or BDSM week over on our
Discord channel Monday through Saturday, eight pm Central Standard Time.
New to you too. Oh that was probably for a
story or two ago. Yeah, the Wizard. That was interesting.
I'm learning some stuff. I never thought of corduroy. I'm
still stuck on that. I mean, either not like this.
I mean I've read books probably like most people, I
have that much knowledge, but nothing heavy, nothing heavy handed.
I mean I was spaint and that kind of thing
and denied, but nothing like this kind of thing. So
this is very interesting to me. So far, so good.
I'm okay. I really thought i'd be warm. I was
a little more. I was a little timid on this
subject matter. I'll be honest, Dear Nikki. Last weekend, my
husband and I went to an intimate twenty person sex
party and a beautiful loft. Everyone was hot, mostly in
their twenties and thirties, and the vibe was welcoming and respectful.
I wore a tight green lacy dress that left by
hard nipples clearly visible. After drinks, we all sat in
the circle to share pronouns, limits, and desires. When it
was our turn, my husband looked straight at the group
and said, my wife liked to be tied up tonight
and used by any one of you. She has intercourse
with me, but everything else is on the table, especially
rough sacks, impact play, and giving oral The room cheered.
I blushed hard, hid my face in his sweater while
my heart raced. We moved upstairs to the bedroom with
the couple we've been playing with. Decided I should be
tied kneeling at the foot of our four poster, bed
back against the frame, wrist bound tightly to the post
so my mouth was perfectly positioned for use. They stripped
me down to my thong, and as soon as my
arms were completely immobilized, he straddled my face, pushing her
pussy against my mouth while the guys admired their work.
I licked and sucked her until she was grinding on
my tongue. Hands were suddenly everywhere, pinching, biting my nipples,
sliding into my soap thong. He shoved his cock down
my throat, and while some one else fingered me and
licked my clip. Then Kay, one of the dominant women,
attached nipple clamps and they repositioned me on all fours
on the bed, wrist and ankles tied wide to the
post while my husband's fucked l behind us and H
fucked me, and Kay paddled my ass hard, making me
count each stroke and thank her with my with a
cock in my mouth. Then a fifty fit something DAWM
took over. He flogged my back and asked, while H
came down my throat. EM played with my pussy an ass.
Then my husband slaid underneath me and thrust into my pussy.
At the same moment, EM fed me his long cock,
demanding eye contact. While I was riding my husband and
sucking EM, I felt a slippery strap on press against
my ass. Kay, my husband grinned and said, Merry Christmas,
you little slut. All three of 'em filled me at once.
I dropped into the deepest, most overwhelming bliss I've ever felt.
Signed bound used in stuffed party wife, I'm little tongue this,
I'm gettin blushy over here. I'll by you guys. Being
announced as tire up an user in front of a
whole group. Wow, I don't know, Fike, I would be
just as blushy as she would and be hiding behind
whoever's were worth. Did that public declaration turn you on
more than the actual ropes? How did it feel when
your husband surprised you with this strap on scene? Was
there a moment where you almost used your safe word
or was it all perfect? I think if I would
have used my safe word, mango anywhere would have been
probably the welts to the back, depending on how hard
they are. I think that's probably where I would have
But I probably would have said no, hang on and
kept going. That's to me that sometimes I do. I
push myself through it and see if there's something else
good coming out of it. Right, And for my listeners,
have you ever been the party toy tied up for
group use like this? Would you let your partner offer
you to the room at a sex party? And what's
the hottest part for you being watched? The impact play,
total helplessness or the surprise double penetration. Share your experiences
and phantasies below, or you can email me or contact
me through the links in our show notes. Dear Nikki,
my boyfriend and I recently started decided to start our
only fans accounts to help each other film content. Every
time he took pictures of me, he'd get visibly hard
and super embarrassed about it. One day, I finally told
him I'd dumb him if you wanted. He agreed instantly.
He bought plugs, strap on, lube, a paddle, everything we needed,
and set up a camera. Because we were both exhibitionists,
I sat back and masturbated while he warmed himself up
with plugs, getting himself ready for me. When he was
finally on all fours, the look on his face as
I slowly pushed the head of my strap on into
his tight hole was everything. I took it nice and
slow at first, letting him adjust, but it didn't take
long before he was moaning and begging me to fuck
him harder. I gave it to him, deep, fucking him
through his four storgasm, then his second. After that, I
pulled out the paddle and gave him my good boy
his first baking. His ass turned the brightest cherry red.
The sounds he made were hot, and I had to
let him come my third time. He needed a longer
break after that, but twenty minutes later, he was back
asking me to fuck him in a breeding position. God,
I love eager subs. He was so greedy, begging me
to go deeper, give it to him harder. The sound
of him repeatedly bottoming out on this fat ass has
still burned in my memory. I'd fuck him right to
the edge, then slowly pulled out and start all over again,
just to tease him. I honestly don't remember when he
came the fourth time, but the fifth hmm, I had
him balls deep with short, hard thrust. I fulled back
slightly and slamming. He completely fell apart, shaking, coming all
over himself while I stayed buried inside him. Signed your
proud pegging dom and happy owner of a greedy boy. Wow, well,
thank you, John. I question for an author the moment
when he went from embarrassed to eagerly begging and breeding position.
I like that. There's nothing like a good bag, you know,
seeing a person bag. I liked bag. I get no
no kisses most of the time, but I like to
liked to beag. Did the camera being on make it
even intense for both of you? And how has he
been since? Any new kings? He's confessed to after that session,
and for my listeners, have you ever pegged your partner
or been pegged for the first time on camera? What's
your favorite part of switching dynamics with someone you already
love and trust? As always drop your exp speriences and
questions below. My ears and pussy are open and waiting,
not your yummy, I get it. Your miles are varying husker,
as I always like to say. Dear Niki, my girlfriend
has mentioned in the past that she's into orgasm, denial
and the dom sub dynamics, but has never actually tried it.
I wanted to give her that experience, but I couldn't
see myself as strict or mean domb. Instead, I decided
to be a praise tom, encouraging, affectionate, and full of
praise while still staying firmly in control. I wasn't sure
how well praise would mix with denial, but it turned
out to be an incredibly hot combination. We started the
morning cuddling and making out in bed. I gave her
a long, slow massage, working her back, legs and thighs.
I kept teasing her by brushing my fingers against her
pussy until she was squirming. Then I grabbed her favorite
little vibra. I asked her to spread her legs, relax,
and let me take care of her. As I pressed
the buzzing toy against her and kissed down her neck,
her moans got louder, her body started tensing. Right as
she was about to come, I turned it off. Oh
did you think you were allowed to come? I teased her.
Jaw dropped, eyes wide with surprise, frustration, and excitement. I
tied her hands behind her back with soft silk ropes,
sat behind her in bed, and pulled her between my
legs so she could lean against my chest. I kept
edging her like that for a long time, legs spread,
hands bound, vibrator, teasing her relentlessly while he whispered how
good she was holding it for me, I as proud
as I was, and how beautiful she looked when she
was desperate. We couldn't stay in bed forever, so I
eventually stopped and told her I would be so proud
of you if you did and come today. She protested,
but agreed with mostly adorable, frustrated face. The rest of
the day was delicious torture. She kept trying to rub
herself against my hand, my leg, anything. I love watching
her squirm and wine. I teased her with quick touches,
then pulled away, and at one point had to give
her a firm spanking because she wouldn't let me make
a phone call when I had to run an errand
she was so desperate she dropped her knees and started
grinding on my shoe. I got so turned on watching
her that I pulled out my cock and stroked myself
while telling her what a perfectly good girl she was
for humping my shoe without coming. Before I left her,
I kissed her swollen pussy, spanked her ass, and made
her promise to stay denied while I was gone. When
I came home, she was beaming with pride, telling me
she hadn't come, even though she'd been close. I was
so proud and turned on. We had an intense sex
right after well orgasm was the strongest I'd ever seen. Afterward,
we cuddled and talked about how much we both loved it.
I realized I'm into her frustration in denial too. This
was our first time playing with this, and it was
such an eye opener. We both pretty new to this
and want to explore more. Signed a loving praise dom
and a keeper of her orgasms. Okay, I really like
this one, but don't tell the brats. I'm gonna take
this out for tomorrow so you can't hear this. Okay.
The mix of the constant praise and the relentless denial
sounds perfect for her. Did you notice her getting more
submissive or eager to plays as the day went on?
And what was the hottest frustrated moment for you? Here's
the thing, though, I'll be honest, As I was reading
this when he first said like praise Dom, I was like,
oh no, no, not that I mean. I was like,
I don't I want to kissy cuddly, but I also
don't want an asshole either, so I want somewhere in between.
This actually hit the mark for me. I'll be honest,
As we all know, i'd have been a kissing, cussing sailor.
I sure what have I would not have been as
nice as her. Yeah, that's my downfall. So I'm gonna
say this is yes for me and for tonight, this
is the hottest one. But again, we're not telling the
bread or Darcy, so it's our little secret and I'm
cutting this out tomorrow so they won't know about it
and they'll believe me. Over you guys and for my listeners,
have you tried praise based orgasm and denial as a beginner,
domb or sub? How did you build up the intensity
for safely? Any favorite ways to tease and edge without
breaking the mood? Share your experiences or ideas, bellow or again.
You can always email me at Nikki and Ikky at
dear Nikki dot com anonymously through the website Darniki dot
calm under the confession's stab, and of course, as always
on Discord Monday through Saturday, eight pm Central Standard Time, John,
I should really get a praise for that. Come to
meet other sexplorts just like yourself in my time clock
dom John, Oh, goodness, I really liked that. I didn't
think I would like this. I have to say though.
I as I was reading this, I was like, I, yeah,
he left that door, I'd have gone my But as
I read it and he actually said it was a
good girl for like lasting, I felt her pride. So
I'm like, ooh, I wonder if I would have felt
because I like making them happy. I wonder if I
would have felt very disappointed in myself that I didn't.
I'm betting I would, so I feel this one. Sorry,
I went back to me, but still it just kind
of stuck with me. Dar Niki. I kept seeing this
insane only hot guy online jerk off rooms for months.
Smooth built body, dark nipples, thick, uncut cock with a
beautiful black bush. We'd etch for hours together, slowly building
up chat until we realized we lived in the same city.
After weeks of missing each other, we finally exchanged details,
started camming one on one. He straight but loves controlling
other guys orgasms. When I told him I wanted the
fool doctor cum control torture experience in real life, he
laughed but agreed. He came over wearing all black with
a backle bah covering his face, exactly as we planned.
I was already down to my briefs. He ordered me
to strip, tied my hands tightly behind the chair, and
took complete control. No face, no reciprocation, just him and
my desperate cock. He started slow and cruel, dripping lube,
teasing my corona with a single fingertip, rolling and squeezing
my balls until they felt like they were fizzing. He
edged me with long strokes, sudden flicks on my most
sense of response, and even used his bare feet while
playing with his own nipples. Every time I got close,
he'd pull off completely, arms folded, watching my throbbing cock
twitch and leak while I bagged. Then he started again
from zero. He used my balls as a brake, stroked
me right to the edge before crushing them until the
orgasm backed off in a wave of pain. He teased
my taint and whole with featherlight touches, brought me right
to the brink, over and over until I was shaking
and nearly blacking out. When he finally decided I'd earned it,
he held a base on my cock tight and struck
me through the most explosive orgasm of my life. Thick
rope shot everywhere while I lost myself completely. I actually
blacked out for a second. When I came to, he
was gently untying me and handing me water like a
total professional. The best medical service I've ever had. Signed
desperate patient under doctor cup Control's hands. I liked this.
I did again. I don't know if I could do it,
but on this one I actually pictured myself doing this.
I couldn't like use your balls though, as a pressure
thing for you know, a break that kind of went
because my luck. I won't even go into it because
it's all gentlemen here and I don't need you guys
grabbing yourself so we all know what I'm afraid what
would happen? And for my author, the mixture of pleasure
and pain with the ball crushing and foot play sounds
really really intense. What was the single hottest moment for
you during this session? How did it feel knowing he
was straight and only there control you. I did think
that was a bit hot that there's no reciprocation. It's
just him, that's it, you know that. I mean all
the pleasures you, I would think he would get a
little pleasure out of, maybe just out of the control aspect,
but maybe not the sexual aspect. Maybe. For my listeners,
have you ever had or been a real dom com
control edging dom like this? Would you let someone you're
only known from online rooms tie you up and torture
you to the edge in real life? What's the most
extreme edging experience you've ever had? Share below, or if
you're listening afterward, follow the show links in the nicks.
I can't wait to hear your experiences. It is scary,
but we've all done scary stuff, and I'm not excusing
the whole scary I don't know him kind of thing.
I couldn't do it with some one. That just meant
I've watched too many ID channel stories to say it.
Dear Nikki. I've been hooking up with James for a
while and we had an insane sexual chemistry. We were
both laid back and loving the experiment, always able to
laugh off anything that didn't click. When he suggested orgasm control,
I didn't hesitate. I told him to take full control
and I'd go with it. He texted me one day
saying he wanted to try it that weekend, but with
one rule, no coming for an entire week. I normally
get off every day, so that week was pure torture,
but he promised it would be worth it. When I
got to his place, the room was transformed blackout shades,
dim lights, in a four point restraint system. On the bed.
He silently stripped me naked and ordered me face down
on the mattress. He fastened my wrists and ankles tightly,
leaving me completely helpless and spread open. Then came the blindfold,
plunging me into darkness. I heard him rummaging and then
gasped as he slid a small vibrating toy inside me
that also pressed perfectly against my clit. It started buzzing low.
I wouldn't smile if I were you. He said, you're
going to be begging for me to take that out.
Soon before I could respond, he slipped a noise canceling
headphones over my ears, playing white noise, completely cutting me
off from the world. I was blindfolded, bound, gagged by silence,
and helplessly edged for what felt like ours. The toy
would ramp up, bring me to the brink, and then
drop again. I lost all sins of time. I moaned, thrashed,
and eventually started crying from the overwhelming need. When he
finally removed the toy, I thought relief was coming. Instead,
he tortured me with a hatashe wand on the lowest setting,
kept me dangling on the edge until I was full
on sight and bagging. Please James, just stop or make
me come. He left me like that again, Then without warning,
he climbed on top of me, pressed the head of
his cock against my dripping pussy, and slowly pushed inside.
I was shaking. He held me down, fucked me deep,
and slipped his thumb into my ass exactly how I
love it. The orgasm that finally hit me was beyond
anything I'd ever felt, a full body explosion that seemed
to last forever. I came so hard I saw stars
while he pumped me full of his cumb. Afterward, he
gently removed the blindfolded headphones, untied me, and held me
while we cuddled in silence. It took me days to
fully recover, but it turned orgasm control into my favorite kinks.
I've already started plotting my revenge on him. Signed blindfolded, denied,
and completely ruined for anyone else, Aye, I do like
this one. I don't know if I could do the
whole week. Well, I say that, and I feel selfish
now that I'm reading these because I hear of the
afterglow and the payments. Yeah you either, John, I don't
know if I could do a week because I'm like
an every other day girl and I really don't take time.
This I think would teach me to be patient.
Speaker 2: Maybe maybe, Oh from my author, that full body orgasm
after a week of denial sounds life changing.
Speaker 1: What was the most intense mental moment for you during
the sensory deprivation and how did it finally feel getting
your revenge on James? And what did you do? Because
I need to know that. I don't know, but I
mean think about it. I mean, if it's one time
you can push your limit, why not try for your partner? Right?
I mean why not? Only if you let them do
it to you do it to them. The thing is
they're both patient, so that sucks. Just saying in question
for my listeners, have you ever been edged for days
with sensory deprivation and restraints like this? Would you trust
your partner enough to be left alone, bound and blindfolded?
Why they controlled the toys from another room. I'm definitely
blocking the Brint from this one. Share your hottest denial
stories our tips below in the show links. Guys, Remind
me to block the Brint from all this. This is
a bad idea, guys, Oh yeah YEA. Dear Nikki. A
few summers ago, I was twenty five and had been
quietly obsessing over the dark fantasy. I didn't know how
to make real until I started talking to him online.
He was in his early forties, married handsome. We clicked instantly.
We shared fantasies, dirty talk, and real conversation for weeks.
One night we wouldn't deep into past trauma and desires.
Then he offered to make my fantasy happen faifelly for
the next week. I soaked just thinking about it. He
asked for the my routine, where I lived, where I
ran everything. I told him. The not knowing when it
would happen kept me in constant state of dripping arousal.
He told me I'd be in town the following week,
but wouldn't say exactly when. We greed on the safe
word and then silence. I stuck to my normal evening
runs through the wooded trail by the stream. By Thursday,
was starting to think it wasn't going to happen. Then
a mile and a half in, strong arms wrapped around
my raist and yanked me off the trail. I screamed,
His hand clumped over my mouth. Instantly it was happening.
He dragged me deep into the woods, threw me down
and became an animal. He ripped open my top, tore
my shorts, and pinned me to the ground, and used
me brutally cock replaced his hand over my mouth while
straddled my chest, choking me with it until I gasped
for air. When he finally moved between my legs and
thrust inside me, I came almost innocent, immediately hard, shaking
over and over three times that short, savage fuck while
he held me down and took me what he wanted.
When he finished, he pulled out, painted my chest, faced
with a huge load, then promptly stood up, fixed his shorts,
walked away, leaving me used and dripping on the forest floor.
After a few minutes, I found the plastic bag he'd
left with a clean T shirt and sweatpants. I got
dressed on shaking legs, walked home in a daze. That night,
I replayed every second in my head and slept like
the dead. He called me the next day to check
on me. I went to his hotel that night and
let him have me again, slower but just as intense.
Signed the woods Ravage CNC slut. Okay, I know you
guys asked for this. I don't know. I'd be afraid
that we would get turned in kind of thing, especially
out in public. I don't think this one that my
miles are varying on this one, just because of a
lots of reasons. That's where I'm at for my author,
the buildup of not knowing what he'd strike. It does
sound that that part I did find that hot. Did
the real fear in the moment make the orgasm stronger?
Or was it the trust that let you sink fully
into it? And how did the aftercare and hotel round
the next night compared to the raw trail scene? And
for my listeners, have you ever planned and lived out
a CNC fantasy like this consensual non consent stranger in
the woods scenario? How much planning and trust did it take?
Would you give? Ever give a partner full details of
your routine for a surprise taxiing? Share your experiences below
in the show notes or drop them in the chat.
I think if it was ever to consider something like this,
it would have to be with someone that I've been
with with quite a bit, Not someone I just met.
I mean, not even someone that I've been dating like
three months. It would have to be like over a year.
I think depicts well, what are we thinking over there?
Everybody's really quiet tonight, Dear Nikki. I'm a fifty one
year old mom of three with a stressful job and
a deep, shameful craving for humiliation and punishment that my
husband simply cannot give. A few years ago, after one
too many drinks, I found myself messaging a gorgeous, athletic
dominatrix half my age. She replied almost instantly, and before
I could talk myself out of it, I booked a
session at her house. My heart was hammering the entire time.
When she opened the door, and I had tight latex
dress and heels, and looking like pure sex, I could
barely speak. She was friendly at first, discussing limits and
giving me a safe word red light, but the moment
I stripped naked in front of her, everything changed. Look
at those spig saggy tits, she laughed, slapping them hard
and pitching my nipples. She ordered me onto my hands
and knees to the worship her feet, then made me
crawl after her like the pathetic old slut over her lap.
She spanked me mercilessly until my big round ass was
burning bright red and my pussy was dripping. Then she
strapped me face down on her spanking pinch, completely exposed.
The paddle came next hard, relentless specks that had me
sobbing and bagging. But when she started paddling my soa
pussy directly, the pain flipped into pure pleasure and I
lost all. She laughed how wet and desperate I was.
She left me there, bound and dripping, then returned wearing
a big strap on. I begged her not to fuck me,
but she just spanked me harder and pushed that thick
cock into my pussy. Anyway, she fucked me like an animal,
spanking my ass and humiliating me the whole time. What
would your kids think if they knew what a filthy
slut their mommy is? Until I exploded in the most
intense orgasm in my life. I squirted everywhere, gushing all
over her and the floor while my whole body shook.
She made me clean my mess off her cock with
my mouth, then untied me. My legs gave out, and
I collapsed naked in my own juices. After I cleaned
everything up, she pulled me in for a deep passionate
kissed and asked if I enjoyed it. I told her
it was the greatest experience of my life. I've thought
of almost nothing else since the guilt hits me when
my husband comes home, but that has stop me from
craving more and messaging her again, Signed secretly addicted married
sub You know, uh that one story of the young
girl needs to give us the first story of the
first time.
Speaker 2: Yeah.
Speaker 1: I agree, absolutely agree. These people are gonna have to
start following the rules. Just saying for my author, that
moment when the pain turned into the biggest squirting orgasm
of your life sounds incredible. Did the humiliation, especially the
mommy talk push you over the edge more than the
physical sensations? And how did the guilt feel afterward? And
did you go back for a second session? I think
she did. I'm just saying, you know, if you don't
decorate your house, or aren't willing to decorate your house
and move things around and change it a bit and
do what you do, then something or someone will come
along and take what you took for granted. In this case, sex. Right,
It's a very important part of a life, of our relationships.
It is period the end. It's just as important as
anything else, and we have to nurture it just as
much as we nurture and take care of everything else. Listeners,
have you ever explored your darker cravings with a professional
dom or as one and married subs. How do you
handle the guilt? What comes with it? What's the hottest
mix of pain, humiliation and pleasure you've ever experienced? You
know how to reach me? It's Nikki nikk y at
dear niki dot com. Anonymously through the website at dear
niki dot com under the confessions tab, and don't forget
join us over on discord. You know, meet some people
just like yourself. Maybe ex discovers something else that you
might be wanting to try. Exactly. She went right into
the second story with no details. That's not allowed, not
I have to just message Darcy and or talk to
talk to him in the morning. See maybe he missed
the first one. I'm just saying maybe so we can
find you know, he can put that one in there
and we can refer back or tell the two together.
How about that come control? Tonight's stories show the same thing.
The hottest sex usually happens when we surrender, whether it's
to a skilled dominant, to weeks of aching need, or
to a total stranger in the woods. Wait was that
last week? The common thread is trust, clear boundaries, and
the courage to say yes to what your body is
bagging for. Shame keeps so many of us stuck. But
on't you let go? Even just once, you'll realize how
alive you can feel. So go explore, get messy, Go
find your version of red light or mango, and then
safely ignore every other no that beer tries to give you.
Are we ready for the riddle? Answer to the riddle?
I know some of you popped in early. Let me
go back up. Okay, are we ready? No, John's not ready.
John's never ready. Okay, well he's gonna be ready. I
get wet before you even touch me. The harder you go,
the lodder I get. I can take a pounding for
hours and still beg for more when you're finished. I'm
usually dripping and satisfied. What am I? And the answer
is not me? No, it's not long. Say it again. Okay,
one more time for the cheap seats. Okay, I get
wet before you even touch me. The harder you go,
the louder I get. I can take a pounding for
hours and still beg for more When you're finished. I'm
usually dripping and satisfied. And remember, the answer is not me. No,
not a toilet. Captain's got it's a washing machine? Did
you look it up? See? I hold an answer withn't me.
I did love how your fielding minds worked, though, I
should start keeping a score of who get you know,
who's done, like for the month, who's got the most turtles?
Speaker 2: Right?
Speaker 1: I mean you were close. I have no idea. Well,
that's why I've changed them too long, because mister bean
one time, he only did it one time. I'll give
him that. Okay, guys, it's time for your tucking. Our
first night started with our face to face meaning and
I was so sure i'd stick to my role no
play on the first hook up. But you're incredibly attractive
and so easy to talk to. As the first conversation
went on, it almost felt like an interview to earn
a spot on your roster, something that both intrigued and
excited me. Deep down, I knew if the opportunity came up,
that rule would be tested, and it was. It was
both thrilling and nerve racking to let someone else take control.
When we got to your place, we kissed and you
asked me not to use my tongue. You had told
me I had too many clothes on and asked me
to undress, then instructed me to get on my knees.
You had me say, sir, oh wait, you were not
a Patreon member yet. If you were, you'd get this
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tuck in audio or my son voice whispers all the
filthy things you've been dying to hear at night. Just
imagine me tucking you in like that, And that's just
one of the perks. So tell me you're gonna slip
behind the velvet rope with me, or keep missing out.
Go on over to Patreon dot com ports last year
Nikki for more details, to links in the show notes,
and thank you for listening to Nikki after Dark. If
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Don't forget, stay curious and stay very very naughty. And
this is Nikki signing off