I can spend hours worshipping m`Lord Augustus's penis. 

It started with football games on TV. While he is an attentive and always satisfying lover, he loves to watch his favorite football teams play. So, most weekends in fall, there are three hours on Saturday (for his college alma mater's football game) and on Sunday (for his pro team's game) that he would not want to do anything but watch the TV. Unfortunately, I'm not a football fan myself.

I suppose it is the temptation of forbidden fruit. Knowing it was the only time he really did not want to take the time to make love, I'd get horny during these games. He'd be kind, and I often could seduce him to take time from the games, but not always, especially if the game was close or especially important.

One Sunday in fall two years ago, I had just finished cleaning up after brunch, and he was in his family room reading. By the time I joined him I was ready for some sweet athletic dessert on the couch, but as I walked into the room, he had just switched on the TV and announced it was time for the game. He was dressed in just some cotton boxers and a T-shirt. I did not object to him putting on the game. Instead, I just got down on my knees, pulled down his boxers and started giving him oral sex in the hope it would draw him away from watching the tube.

It didn't, exactly. He quickly grew hard in my mouth and, before I expected, he came there as well. Not deterred, I continued to suck him, rub him with my fingers, run his dick over my face, squeeze it between my breasts, etc. until he was hard. I found this fun.

I listened well enough to the TV announcers to realize it was a very close and exciting game. So, once he grew hard again from the attention I was giving his shaft, I simply gave him oral sex again. He eventually came again. I took pride in my oral prowess in making him come so quickly a second time. I continued this for the rest of the game. If I remember correctly, I made him come five times in all.

I was with him again the next weekend, and did the same thing during the college game on Saturday and the pro game on Sunday. I learned a lot about how his penis reacts to different stimulus. I also found fascinating how it changed from flaccid, to hardening, to stiff, and how it moved and flopped differently in these various stages. I spent more time playing with it and less time simply sucking it each time we did this. I came to find that I could spend hours just focusing on his penis and the way it responded to my worship of it.

This has now become a routine, and not just during every football game. It is now something I enjoy doing year round. When he is reading, or working at his desk, or doing much of anything else where he is sitting or laying down, even sometimes during meals, it has become my habit to worship his penis in this way. When we're apart, I often find myself daydreaming about his penis, and how it reacts while I worship it. Thinking about this is probably my most common mental image when masturbating, too.

Does anyone else do this with their men? I have to think I'm not the only one who has become so fixated on her man's member. Please, if you do this or something similar, I'd love to have you comment about it below.

M'Lady Empress Josephine is such a better photographer than I am.  Nonetheless, she and m'Lord Augustus not only want me to start posting here again, they want me posting photos of our lovemaking like they do so often.  My first attempt is linked to here.

M'Lord had planned to take m'Lady, Rose, and me down to Missouri to see the eclipse. When the time came, neither he nor Rose could get away from work for that Monday, so just m'Lady and I went down and stayed in the nice loft m'Lord had rented for the extended weekend. M'Lady, who is the far better photographer, insisted I take photos for the resons above. Very few of the photos I took turned out. The loft had lots of windows and in most of the photos m'Lady is just a silhouette. Also, as I neared orgasm, I ended up taking several picture of the ceiling without realizing. I posted all the pictures in which you can see m'Lady's face.

I hope to do better next time. 

Our Master, Lord Augustus, commanded Rose and me to resume blogging here.  I had not realized that nearly a year had passed since I last logged into ImageFap.  Welcome and thank you to the dozens of fans I've added in the meantime.

I enjoyed seeing all the posts and galleries that Lord Augustus and Empress Josephine have posted.  I'm currently travelling on business, and won't see them for over a week.  Still, I hope, when I get back, we'll get together and take another set of photos to share with you all!

Love ya!
KC 

I'm so happy and thankful to be spending the whole four-day holiday weekend with Lord Augustus and Empress Josephine! 

I actully spent last night here at my Lord's house as well, with just him.  I don't know what got into us.  We've been as horny as teenagers.  We made love all evening yesterday, then woke up at 3:00 this morning and went at it again!

I cannot wait until my Lady gets here.  It should be soon.  Then I'll make her feel very thankful, too!

If you have read my earlier blogs, then you know Augustus brought us to adult social sites like this in part as a way to play with “exhibitionism” and even “public humiliation” in a place where the odds of it affecting our real-life reputations are minimized. For the sake of “exhibitionism” and “public humiliation,” Augustus posts pictures of us in compromised situations. This blog continues the fulfillment of the requirement that I write and post how it feels to be put on display this way.

As I revealed in my last blog, however, it seems that "I no longer feel any 'public humiliation' from the involuntary 'exhibitionism' of Augustus's galleries."  Nevertheless, Augustus recently instructed me to contimue blogging about my feelings about the photographs of me that are posted here.  I'm fulfilling that mandate this time by directing readers to my own gallery, "Me Enslaved."  Not only have I added a couple new photographs to that gallery, but I have also added descriptions for every of the photographs in that gallery.  I hope you find them enjoyable and interesting.  

If you have read my earlier blogs, then you know Augustus brought us to adult social sites like this in part as a way to play with “exhibitionism” and even “public humiliation” in a place where the odds of it affecting our real-life reputations are minimized. For the sake of “exhibitionism” and “public humiliation,” Augustus posts pictures of us in compromised situations. This blog resumes the fulfillment of the requirement that I write and post how it feels to be put on display this way. This blog specifically addresses a gallery of pictures from our recent California trip that Augustus posted earlier this week: Kasie in California - June 2014.

First, I want to write about the trip generally. Just before we left, I wrote that it was going to be “something very special” to be “on a vacation, just him and me.” I was right. It was wonderful.

Again, don’t get me wrong, I love Josephine and Rose, and it would have been great if they could have come, too. On the other hand, it was really refreshing to be on vacation like that, just the two of us, like a “normal” couple would be. I have to admit that I went so far as to wear a pair of bands on my left ring finger, thinking that people who saw us together would see us as an ordinary married couple.

I think the photos Augustus posted show how happy and comfortable we were together out there. They are not up in quite the right order. The earliest picture is actually the one of me sitting on the bed in my black dress. That, and the subsequent photos showing me fellationing Augustus, are from Friday night, just before the rehearsal dinner. Then the final picture in the gallery is from Saturday night during the wedding. The first picture in the gallery is from Sunday afternoon during a winery tour. Then the rest of them, showing me naked in bed, are from Monday morning.

My favorite photos include these three.

That was toward the end of our first full day there, and you can see in my face how happy I am.

I like these two even more.

You can just see from the first one how much fun we’re having, while my expression in the second one reveals the comfortable contentment I felt through the whole trip.

As for the assigned purpose of this blog, I guess it shows I no longer feel any “public humiliation” from the involuntary “exhibitionism” of Augustus’s galleries. I look at these photos and I just feel the excitement and happiness I experienced on the trip, together with some pride that my love for him shows through so well. I guess I’m still nowhere near “normal” after all.

I'm flying out to California in a few hours to be in a friends wedding, and Augustus is coming with me!

I have had him to myself quite a lot lately, but being on a vacation, just him and me, will be something very special.  Don't get me wrong. I love Josephine and Rose, and it would have been great if they could have come, too.  Still, I have to admit I'm really looking forward to being out there and attending the wedding just as "a couple."

I hope I don't sound too selfish.

I, together with Josephine and Rosebud, are here at the bidding of our Lord Augustus. He ordered that we preserve our blogs from our previous online community, MyDungeonSpace. Now we are to display them here for all to see. Here are mine.

New & Nervous DATE: Apr 11 2012, 11:28 am / MOOD: Anxious

I have come here at the bidding of my real-life Master and Lord, Augustus. I see why he likes this site. The people I just met in the live chat are wonderful, and I have loved surfing various profiles here. Soon, I guess, I'll learn what my Lord has in mind for us being here together. I trust him (and my Lady, who he says is going to get a profile here, too) completely. Otherwise, I think I'd be scared.

Submissive Chat DATE: Apr 11 2012, 8:00 pm / MOOD: Grateful

At spankie's invitation, I attended tonight's Submissive Chat. What an eye openner! Until tonight, I thought my desires and actitivities were the ultimate in bizarre. It was so wonderful to find others with experiences and needs like mine. It was such an emotional relief, I actually started crying.

I think this may be one of the reasons why my Lord Augustus had me establish a profile here. In any case, I'm deeply grateful to him for bringing me here. I also want to extend my thanks to spankie and everyone else at the Submissive Chat for what you all did for me tonight. It's like you freed one whole aspect of my spirit!

Like a Virgin DATE: Apr 21 2012, 8:12 am / MOOD: Nervous

I am spending tonight with my Lord Augustus. He has told me that as part of my duties here at MyDungeonSpace, I will have to start blogging about our times together (this announcement is part of that). It's a way to experience "exhibitionism" and "public humiliation" in a venue that won't risk our real life reputations. I'm both excited by this, but also a bit mortified, even though I am now fairly confident that those who are here will be accepting of the things we do.

Is that "normal"?

First Exposure DATE: Apr 28 2012, 11:27 am / MOOD: Embarrassed

This blog was posted at the behest of my Lord Augustus, and is subject to revision following his review.

My Lord Augustus took these photos of me last weekend:

He posted them publically here and instructed me to blog about them. I have to complete this task before I can visit him again.

It has taken me this long to write because I am not sure how I feel about this. First, I am grateful he has posted only photos in which my face cannot be plainly seen. He promised that would be the case and had me turn away from the camera to make sure he could.

Second, I have to admit I find it a little exciting. I have fantasies about being tied up and put on display, like a department store mannequin. I could never do this in real life, however, so this lets me feel a bit what it would be like.

Third, I have to admit I'm a very embarrassed and pretty scared. That's the part I still haven't sorted out, even though I've come to trust that this is one place we can safely do this. Will I stay embarrassed? I kind of hope so. I would hate to think I would come to take casually being displayed like this.

Will I stay scared?

Is that part of the turn on?

I suppose I'll find out. Augustus said that if I got this done today in acceptable fashion, I can visit him tonight. Wish me luck!

Cottontail DATE: May 30 2012, 4:37 pm / MOOD: Thankful

This blog is part of a series of blogs I'm to do here as a way to experience "exhibitionism" and "public humiliation" in a venue that won't risk my owners' or my real life reputations. It is posted at the behest of my Lord Augustus, and is subject to revision following his review. Augustus took the photographs used below.

The first time I had anal sex was the about the third time Augustus, Josephine, and I made love together. It was Josephine's idea. She brought out a jar of Vaseline and urged Augustus to take me in the rear. As I recall, he did not need much convincing. That was a long time ago, but I still remember how, though it hurt some, I liked it. In part, I liked how it represented the fact that my Master and Mistress could use me any way they saw fit. I have always found odd comfort in that fact. Of course, there was also some pleasure from the penetration, greatly enhanced by Josephine rubbing and licking my clitoris, making me orgasm several times while Augustus was inside of me. Ever since, I have remained a great fan of anal play. Thus, I appreciated it on several levels when the Easter basket Augustus had waiting for me when I visited him the weekend after Easter this year contained a butt plug that ended on a cotton puff tail.

That's not a carrot!

I use little lubricant these days, to minimize mess and avoid unintended release of the toy. That kept the cottontail nice and fluffy for the whole time it was in me.

Inspiration!

Once I was used to my new toy, my Lord Augustus instructed me that I was to practice being his pet bunny.

Cottontail

I "hopped" around the house on all fours, ate chopped lettuce from a plate on the kitchen floor, and curled up at his feet and fell asleep. Augustus was amused. Based on things he said about that, I suspect I'll be expected to tell more tail tales here in the future.

A Step Too Far? DATE: May 30 2012, 6:33 pm / MOOD: Scared

This blog is part of a series of blogs I'm to do here as a way to experience "exhibitionism" and "public humiliation" in a venue that won't risk my owners' or my real life reputations. It is posted at the behest, and under the direction, of my Lord Augustus, and is subject to revision following his review.

My Lord Augustus explained in a blog that we joined MyDungeonSpace in part to share our "BDSM experiences online [and] incorporate this virtual world into our relationship in order to experience things that real-life practicalities do not allow." These "things" include acting upon "exhibitionist yearnings" that would be potentially "detrimental" to us in our respective professions if they became known outside a tolerant community like this one.

If you have read any of my earlier blogs, then you know that in expression of these "exhibitionist yearnings," Augustus has had me blog upon certain photos of me he has posted here. Originally, in all such photos, my face was well hidden. The idea being that if any of them ended up republished beyond the safe confines of MyDungeonSpace, no one in the wider world would ever have any reason to suspect they were me.

Recently, Lord Augustus took this a step farther, publishing here a series of photos like this one:

Not long thereafter, at Augustus's request, my Lady Josephine took this photo of me for them to publish here:

I agreed with my Master and Mistress that even if these got reproduced outside MyDungeonSpace, the odds of anyone who knows me seeing them, much less recognizing me in them, are minuscule. That being so, they urged me to agree to these pictures' publication here, so that there was at least a tiny element of risk in our exhibitionism (Lady Josephine had already agreed to Augustus publishing similar, arguably even more daring, pictures of her here for this same reason). All that being so, I gave my consent.

Now, every time I look at them, I feel like the whole world is seeing me exposed and vulnerable. I know this is the reaction Augustus wanted, and for that reason alone I'm content to leave things this way. Also, I've fantasized for as long as I can remember about being displayed like a department store mannequin, and this is probably as close as I'll ever get to fulfilling those fantasies. Still, I had expected all this to be a huge turn on. So far, it has been more scary than erotic. I'm hoping that as I grow more used to being displayed this way, the sensuality of my fantasies will win through.

A Step Further DATE: Jun 25 2012, 2:18 pm / MOOD: Relieved

I spent this past weekend with m`Lord Augustus at his house, together with m`Lady Josephine. There are so many things I could blog about, but keeping with our purpose for joining MDS, that is, to talk about experiences of exhibitionism and public humiliation, I will focus on one incident.

It was sometime after noon on Saturday. I was laying on the family room floor recuperating from an already busy morning; m`Lord and Lady were on the couch making love. The doorbell rang!

Augustus didn't stop what he was doing with Josephine. Instead, he pointed to his robe and told me to put it on and answer the door. I wouldn't dare to disobey.

Josephine gave him that robe. It is black satin and rather short on him. It came down almost to my knees. So, whoever was waiting at the door would plainly see the black leather collar around my throat, as well as the black leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles. They and their bright steel rings were held in place by equally bright steel padlocks. I cinched the robe's belt tightly in place to make sure nothing even more private was exposed.

When I opened the door, no one was there. Instead, there was a cardboard box on the porch and a postman in one of those little trucks by the mailbox at the end of the driveway. The driver did a noticeable double-take when he noticed me in the doorway.

"Do I need to sign for this?" I called instinctively. He just shook his head, but then seemed lost in thought for a few seconds before remembering to shift his truck into gear and pull away. I waited until he had moved beyond the next house before bending down to retrieve the package.

When I returned to the living room, M`Lord and Lady had finished. I gave him the package, explained what happened, then asked him what if it had been one of his suburban neighbors at the door. He explained that he knew the sounds of the cul-de-sac on which he lives. He had noticed the sound of the mail truck making its rounds and was expecting a package. So, when the doorbell rang, he knew what it was.

He said his only regret was that he told me to put on the robe. Had he thought about it more, he would have had me go to the door naked except for my collar and cuffs. I'm not sure if he really meant that or not. I suspect he was joking. The reason we play here is because we can do things with anonymity online that would not be the case in the real world.

On the other hand, I would never have expected him to even have me show as much as I did publicly on Saturday. After all, having seen me in my collar and cuffs, we can assume that now his mailman knows that he is into BDSM, which was the sort of disclosure I thought we were trying to avoid. So might he make me go to his door naked? I guess I'll have to wait until next time his doorbell rings while I'm there to find out.

Too eager? DATE: Jun 28 2012, 12:43 pm / MOOD: Anxious

This blog is part of a series of blogs I'm to do here as a way to experience "exhibitionism" and "public humiliation" in a venue that won't risk my owners' or my real life reputations. It is posted at the behest, and under the direction, of my Lord Augustus, and is subject to revision following his review.

This is the first in this series of blogs I have actually felt enthusiastic about writing and sharing. That worries me a bit. I explain why near the end.

I spent last weekend with m`Lord Augustus and m`Lady Josephine. As they usually now do whenever we get together, they took a lot of photographs, and posted some of them here. As is expected of me, I am now to blog about how seeing myself on display here makes me feel. For the first time, I am eager to do so.

My lady Josephine has already done a blog on one series of photographs she took. Here is a sample.

The thesis of her blog is that the facial expressions that develop during sexual ecstacy are indistinguishable from those of physical pain. I'm not convinced. What her blog doesn't mention is that while she was taking these, I had a vibrator in each of my holes, and m`Lord was using another one on my clitoris. I was in that wonderful zone that transcends pain and pleasure and can be either. I think gentler orgasms don't look like pain at all.

My Lord Augustus took the set from which the next two photos come. Since I last visited him, he had acquired, apparently through some online connection, a complete set of iron stocks, fetters, and shackles. This is why he had to take these; m`Lady was shackled up by the time these were taken.

This first photo is the best one showing the stocks in which I spent well over an hour on Saturday.

You can see how it's digging into my neck and shoulders. It left a set of bruises that I still carry as a daily reminder of that wonderful weekend. I found being in the stocks both fun and exciting. Being free to move around, yet having my hands out like that useless to me, created a unique and exhilarating sense of helplessness.

I include this next picture because you can see another one of the pairs of fetters m`Lord now owns, and a set of clover clamps.

I love clover clamps, and had those on shortly thereafter. By then it seems, everyone was too "involved" to take any photos.

Have you noticed a different tone in this blog as opposed to the reluctance to discuss all this I have shown before? I did while I was writing it, and that's why I added the short paragraph at the beginning, and those that follow this one. It's also the source of the title. I fear that I'm becoming too willing, perhaps even eager, to show these things off publicly.

In prior blogs I've described how part of the reason m`Lord Augustus had me join MyDungeonSpace was to explore and act upon "exhibitionist yearnings" that would be potentially "detrimental" to us professionally if they became known outside a tolerant community like this one. My Lord Augustus likes to play with a camera in bed (and elsewhere) and m`Lady Josephine is a trained photographer, so they started exhibiting me here with pictures. Originally, in all such photos, my face was well hidden. The idea being that if any of them ended up republished beyond the safe confines of MyDungeonSpace, no one in the wider world would ever have any reason to suspect they were me.

Slowly, however, they have started posting pictures that revealed more of my face. In each case, it is either partially obscured or distorted by how I am gagged, or what I am doing. While that is still somewhat true of the photos above, I think most of my friends and professional colleagues would recognize me in those pictures if they were shown to them.

The strange thing is, I'm not sure if I'd care if that happened. In my last blog, I wrote about m`Lord letting the mailman see me in a short robe, such that he could also see that I wore a padlocked collar and wrist and ankle cuffs. It didn't embarrass me or bother me on any emotional level that he saw me that way. I'm proud that I belong to m`Lord and Lady. My only concern is how it would affect us all professionally if our polyamorous BDSM lifestyle became public knowledge (our parents already suspect enough to know they don't need to know any more).

Then, this morning, I pointed out to another MyDungeonSpace blogger that I wasted most of my life trying to find a "normal" relationship, which "never worked for me in large part because I went unsatisfied in my deepest desires." Now, finally, "with the patient guidance of m`Lord and m`Lady, and with the encouragement of many right here at MDS, I have finally accepted that the needs I have are 'normal' for me. I will live how I need to live."

On the other hand, in my profession, reputation is everything. I'm concerned a bit that my "exhibitionist yearnings" will continue to grow. Will it eventually get to the point of choosing between a career I've spent a quarter century building, as opposed to living "how I need to live"? I hope not, but by putting it in those terms, it makes it easy to know which one to choose.

Vegetarian Delight DATE: Jul 17 2012, 11:09 am / MOOD: Hungry

This blog is part of a series of blogs I'm to do here as a way to experience "exhibitionism" and "public humiliation" in a venue that won't risk my owners' or my real life reputations. It is posted at the behest, and under the direction, of my Lord Augustus, and is subject to revision following his review.

It rained Friday in Milwaukee, unexpectedly but blessedly. Our part of the country is suffering a drought, and all precipitation is appreciated, even if it spoiled some plans. M`Lord Augustus had invited m`Lady Josephine and me to spend the weekend with him and attend Milwaukee's Bastille Days Festival. It also rained on Saturday. Of course, every cloud has its silver lining.

If you have been following my blogs, then you know that m`Lord has started snapping pictures of m`Lady and me while we serve and play with him. It's a new routine, and often times goes undone, but he did get one photograph this past weekend I absolutely love.

Unfortunately, he took it with his phone, so the quality is not as good as it might have been, although given how late it was, and cloudy outside, it's probably fortunate it turned out at all. He took this picture from under m`Lady just as she started to orgasm; you can see how she is clutching my hand. Watching m`Lady climax is probably the most beautiful thing in the world and I'm glad he got this photo of it.

I'm happy to report that I took a similar photo the next day. Between rain showers on Saturday morning, m`Lord took us outside to inspect his garden, of which he is obviously extremely proud. Because he has kept it watered, he already has a good crop of some vegetables, including peppers, zucchini, cucumbers, and even some tomatoes.

We decided, to celebrate the rain and this first harvest, we would have our own little fertility ritual using the cucumbers (and not the zucchini, thank God). We scrubbed and oiled them, and complimented them with whipped creme and honey. Unfortunately, no one thought to take pictures of that, but it did mean that we had cucumbers and such laying around for the rest of the weekend. That allowed me to get this picture (again, unfortunately, with just m`Lord's phone) of m`Lady as she had a little climax.

I then helped her to a better one, but that left me too busy to take pictures.

Lastly, as the stated purpose of these blogs is for me "to experience 'exhibitionism' and 'public humiliation' in a venue that won't risk my owners' or my real life reputations," I suppose I ought to include at least one picture of just me. M`Lord tells me there were only three such pictures that didn't show too much of my face, which he has posted in his gallery folder for this past weekend. Of those, this is the only one I like at all.

It's completely posed, and does not get across how much fun we had both in and out of bed this past weekend. I hope that someday soon the three of us will be able to spend more than the occasional weekend together. For now, however, I cherish such time as we have!

Happy to Comply DATE: Sep 20 2012, 6:50 pm / MOOD: Ecstatic

As m`Lord Augustus revealed in his most recent blog, I was to update my profile to reflect the wonderful addition of Rosebud to our polyamorous "family." I have now done so. She is a wonderful lover and already a dear friend. I am so glad m`Lord introduced her into our lives!

Here we see, from left to right, my Mistress and sister Josephine, Rose, and me, showing our shared love for m`Lord Augustus.

Not Quite an Egg DATE: Mar 31 2013, 9:21 am / MOOD: Hungry

HAPPY EASTER!!!

I hope the bunny left something fun in your basket!

Obligatory Blog DATE: Jul 11 2013, 3:50 pm / MOOD: Blah

This blog is part of a series of blogs I'm to do here as a way to experience "exhibitionism" and "public humiliation" in a venue that won't risk my owners' or my real life reputations. It is posted at the behest of my Lord Augustus, and is subject to revision following his review.

My Lord Augustus has required that I blog about the four day weekend I recently spent with Josephine, Rosebud and him. The problem has been I don't have much to say about it that will be any fun to read.

In her blog, Josephine explained that she and I essentially switched roles for the weekend. I guess I have no real dominant tendencies. I played the role, but didn't feel the part.

I don't know. Maybe I'm still in the post-coital doldrums following four days of fun, friendship and fantastic sex. And don't get me wrong; I cherish every minute I spend with any of them, and it was a great little vacation. I just can't think of anything more that is especially interesting to write about it.

Sorry.

I regret that my last blog there concluded on such a down note. I fully intend that my future blogs here will embody the spirit of love and joy I experience when sharing myself with My Lord Augustus and our polyamorous family!