Kismet of Submission: Episode 7

There are chuckles and elbow nudges as the audience reacts to his last words. Cathy smiles and shrugs her shoulders. ‘Look, if you polled people as to why they’re not interested in anal, pain would likely be first, followed closely by the messy ick factor. But—to quote the revered sage Forrest Gump—shit happens.’

Louder laughter this time with knowing smiles.

‘That was my first choice for a company name. No, not really. So, can and is anal painful? Of course it is. If it’s done without prep and lube, and like drilling for oil, anal can be a very traumatic experience. Keep in mind though, some people get off on pain, and anal sex that isn’t hard, fast and deep, is likely to be just as unsatisfactory as crappy technique.’

‘Thanks, Cathy. From a medical standpoint, the anus, rectum and sphincters are not designed to allow ingress of large objects. If you take nothing else away from this course, remember: lubricant, lubricant, lubricant. Saliva and vaginal secretions are not lubricants. Again though, if it’s pain sensations you are after, and the recipient is willing during consensual anal intercourse, then the type and amount of lubricant can be as little as none. The anus will yield to pressure, but not easily nor without discomfort.’

‘What Heathcliff is saying, is that communication and experimentation is necessary to have an enjoyable or even an orgasmic anal session. Talk first, in detail, and take it slow and easy until you’re comfortable. Ramming it in the first time—or any other time—without permission is rape.’

It’s quite possible some of you reading have decided to walk out at this point. Sodomy has been, and still is, a crime punishable by death in many places. Laws designed to incarcerate and punish homosexual men, are still on the books in jurisdictions around the world. Sodomy itself can be either anal or oral penetration of the penis into a male; however, the law does not always discriminate between the sexes. Married heterosexual sodomy is illegal, based not only on precedent going back thousands of years: but by most religions’ teachings and texts. The slang term for anal sex, Greek, is derived from the Ancient Greek culture’s practice of nude exercise, [the term gymnasium itself means ‘exercise naked’] and the practice of pederasty—an adult man mentoring a boy between ages twelve and seventeen or until the boy grew hair. These relationships were supposed to be mainly about preparing the boy for citizenship and taking an active role in society, rather than just sex. Adult homosexual actions were considered unacceptable.

Tamara is a bit uncomfortable with the graphic nature of the lecture thus far. That discomfort rises higher when Cathy and Heathcliff wrap dildos in condoms, and lube up the latex butt molds. She glances sidelong to see him returning her wince with a wink.

He leans over. ‘So, what do you think do far?’

‘If this is supposed to make me want to have anal, they’re not doing a good job so far.’

‘Never?’

‘No, thankfully I avoided that at least, Sir. I can’t ever see myself submitting to that.’

‘We’ll see.’

‘Sir…?’

‘Oh, no force, ever, but all I’m saying is, never say never. You may find yourself craving a good anal fuck one of these days.’

‘Humph. You’re awful cocky, Sir.’

‘Not really, just confident I could please you and give you an orgasm or two.’

She turns back to the front, his hand slips into her grasp as if made to fit. She’s never enjoyed sex, only endured and the thought of Sir’s cock entering her makes her squirm on the thinly padded chair. If—and it’s a big if—he’s not bullshitting her, then maybe… someday… if she sticks around long enough, she can actually have one of those romance style encounters with the bodice busting cover. Her smile, this time, is that secret expression of feminine satisfaction knowing she’s hooked his attention.

Her fingers are so slender as he gently squeezes her palm. There’s not much new in the information being dished out, but it’s an upbeat and professional presentation nonetheless. His smile is satisfied too. If Tamara sticks around, and after they negotiate some more, he’s going to have fun training her. There’s a lot to unlearn, and pitfalls to avoid, but she has potential. Take it slow, don’t push, and find out what she wants to do with the rest of her life.

‘Just to make everyone more comfortable, Heathcliff will penetrate the female bottom, and I the male. Most people, incidentally, call anal sex with an object ‘pegging’ or being ‘pegged’. Normally found in Femdom relationships of any gender. Many dildos these days can be utilized in a harness, typically called a ‘strap-on’. Do you want to go first, Heathcliff?’

‘Sure. Folks, don’t hold a dildo or a vibrator like a stabbing knife. And men, don’t use your penis like a weapon. The first thing you need to do, is insert at least one lubed finger through the anus into the rectum as far as you can go. Use a glove if you’re squeamish, or want to be sanitary. Twirl your fingers so that you get a good coating on the interior walls. No amount of lube is too much. In fact, many people use this.’ The crowd gasps as he holds up what appears to be a caulk gun. ‘This is an enema syringe which can also be used to inject large quantities of lube. Next, when your partner is ready, gently press the tip of the dildo like this. You’ll feel resistance—it always helps if your partner presses out as if having a bowel movement—and push forward slowly until the anus gives way enough to enter slightly. Wait a moment and check with you partner to make sure they want to proceed. The rectum is very tight at this point, and the person on the receiving end will feel a pinching and likely painful sensation as the penis/dildo moves deeper. Once past this point, the rectum widens allowing for easier penetration. Bottoming out depends on the size of the object, both length and girth. Once seated as deep as is comfortable, solicit feedback before any pullback and reinsertion. This is not a zero-to-sixty race for a gusher.’

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Kismet of Submission: Episode 6

They reseat themselves, her shopping bags no longer a barrier, and slide hip-to-hip. Now that the permission has been tacitly given, the sexual attraction they both feel—to varying degrees—sends the pheromones spurting like fungi spores. He folds the brochure into neat quarters, and hands it over to her, pointing out the two workshops he’s interested in attending.

We—and all those in the vicinity—are jolted by the loud unrestrained bark of laughter from Tamara. Even from our casual observation, backs against the far wall, we can see the sparkle in her eyes and the proprietary manner in which she strokes his forearm. Her fingers linger on his bare skin as her mirth gradually subsides. His expression is far harder to read. A quirk of the mouth, a pat on the back of her hand: his raised eyebrow clearly requesting a clarification. There are few things in life more entertaining than watching a mating dance; all that’s left to do is work out the timing. Smitten would vastly overstate the attraction, but every relationship has to start somewhere; with someone lowering the drawbridge.

‘Really? They’re having a workshop called “Good anal is not like drilling for oil.”’

‘You wanted to know what else turned me on. Anal does.’

‘Can I ask why?’

‘Maybe it’s connected to spanking, I don’t know. I just know that of the two choices—three actually—I prefer anal. When a woman is on all fours, reaches back and spreads her cheeks, that tight little pucker makes my cock painfully hard.’

‘Hmmmm: Let me read the rest of the choices out loud. “Dirty Grrls and Naughty Boys: double standards at work.” That one I could definitely be on the panel. Sexual harassment is endemic in the hospitality industry. “Impact Play and Ropes: Evil Twins?” What’s impact play mean?’

‘It’s when a Dom uses implements all over the body, to impart sensations. Usually with a flogger or a whip that reddens the skin but doesn’t leave lasting marks. The cane on the buttocks is more often used for punishment than impact.’

‘Then I assume that the victim is usually tied up, thus the ropes?’

‘Not a victim, Tamara, a willing—nay, eager—participant.’

‘Oooookay. Moving on then. “If you can’t deal with the blood, run back to mommy.” That sounds rather nasty. I presume it’s about periods and earth women. Not that I’m judging. “Feminism: the real ‘F’ word.” Okay. Didn’t we just have that lecture this morning? Why do women always seem to tear at each other with claws over what makes a feminist?’

‘Can’t answer that one, I’m afraid. I think it has more to do with lack of progress and the male-dominated political arena than housewives versus roller bladers. Divide and conquer has splintered more than one constituency to the benefit of the powerful.’

‘Well, I can tell you that “Finding the Erotic in the Mundane”, sounds rather boring, and “A Little more understanding: the DDlg dynamic” seems creepy.’

‘It’s not. I know several DDlg couples online, and it has nothing whatsoever to do with pedophilia, but with feeling safe and cared for by a tender, loving Dom who provides strict boundaries and stern discipline. Ultimately, it’s about trust, and opening up to those things that make you the happiest. If being a little girl to your Daddy helps you get through all the day-to-day crap, then go for it.’

‘Then I guess anal it is, along with your second choice, “Submission: not just for doormats anymore.” I don’t think I’m submissive either, Sir, it’s too scary.’

‘But that’s what makes a submissive fly. The knowledge that they’ve given their Dom permission to use them however they want. Sex and discipline without a net is mindboggling.’

‘I’ll take your word for it.’

Satiated by our earlier purchases, we decide to follow them into the room for the anal presentation. There is a brief tug-of-war: Tamara prefers the back, he the front. They compromise on the middle row, on the center aisle. The demonstrators are a couple, male and female, and are busy setting up the final displays. There are about fifty chairs, and promptly at two in the afternoon, the moderators welcome the thirty odd folks who have decided to take a load off and sit for an hour.

‘Welcome to, “Good anal is not like drilling for oil”, and thank you so much for your attendance. My name is Cathy and this is Heathcliff. A little background, Heathcliff here is a Registered Nurse and I run my own company called “Happy Sex is Great Sex”. We decided to host this workshop in hopes that we can dispel some of the myths and perhaps provide some new information to those that have never tried anal before. Heathcliff, would you like to start?’

‘Thanks, Cathy. Welcome everyone. First of all, I would like to say that anal sex is not unnatural, is not a perversion and when done safely, can be pleasurable to both males and females, giving and receiving. I have here latex molds of both sexes; in medical terms, the major difference between male and female rectums, is that males of course have a prostrate gland. However, from a sensation aspect, the clitoral nervous system can also be stimulated in females through anal sex. For the most part, the anal nerve endings are clustered around the anus, and inside the rectum is primarily flexible flesh. Which is why finger play and anallingus—application of the tongue to the anus—is so pleasurable. It is highly recommended that before engaging in any anal play, at a minimum, the anus is cleansed with soap and water, and/or an enema is performed. Just to be clear, ingestion of fecal matter either through anallingus or ass-to-mouth of the penis or of a toy, is something that should be avoided, but is not likely to cause any significant discomfort. Needless to say, a condom should be used every time, including a toy. I realize that anal plugs are not designed for condoms, but I’m simply covering my ass here.’

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The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 7 (Part 27)

I crept closer and watched with glazed eyes the hard buggery. His prick glistened with lubricant. Hands locked behind his back, he used every bulging muscle outlined beneath his tight trousers to vigorously plow Miss Frothinglips’ distended anus. My mouth watered. I licked my lips. I wanted his cock in my mouth. I wanted my tongue shoved inside her ass. I got neither. Seeing how Tony looked as his face distorted, tendons engorged on his neck as he came inside her; I knew how Mr. Jones-Smyth must have appeared. It wasn’t flattering. Not at all how a writhing female climaxed.

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The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 7 (Part 26)

A roaring filled my ears. Tony’s prick visibly hardened. Miss Frothinglips knelt on the overstuffed armchair and tossed her skirts over her back. I noted she was without drawers. Between her bared cheeks, her corrugated orifice gleamed with sticky salve. Without touching her, other than his throbbing cock, nor speaking, with a tremendous thrust of his hips, in an instant, his buttoned jacket smacked her bottom firmly. She did not utter a word. Not a breath. Not a whimper. I was astounded at her composure. Tony did not waste time, but viciously sawed in and out like a demented carpenter.

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