Aug 212013
 

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I had toyed with the idea of recording J and I for some time, and finally brought it up to him a while ago.

He was hesitant at first, but ultimately amenable. Getting his consent didn’t require much persuasion — just my continued assurance that his trust in me is well-placed.

While he consented to being taped, I didn’t intend to tell him when. For weeks, my head spun with with thoughts of ‘secretly’ recording him and then springing the video on him at a later date. The idea of making a sex tape was hot, but what I really fantasized about was fucking him while he watched himself being fucked. I wanted to make him narrate what he saw in the video while I performed the actions he saw on screen. I wanted him to see how needy and desperate he is when I’m fucking him… while I fucked him. (a sort of meta-fuck?)

And I wanted the whole thing to be a bit of a surprise. While he had given me consent, I enjoyed the idea of him feeling as if he had been violated.

I didn’t mention it again and hoped the conversation would fade from his memory.

In the weeks that followed, the images and sounds in my head were my preferred masturbation material. I fantasized about surprising him with the video while he was tied to my bed in some compromising position. I fantasized about his reaction — his racing heart, his unease, his realization that he had been caught on film — begging, desperate, beautiful, and completely in my control.

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While he was bound and hooded, I put on my harness and my second favorite cock. My favorite cock is double ended, but it’s not ideal for the hard, fast fucking I wanted to catch on film.

I set up the video camera on the nightstand, adjusted the angle, and set it to record. In the dim light, amongst the other items on the nightstand, there was little chance he would notice it.

After he was untied, I loosened the laces on his hood, eased it off, and told him to get on his hands and knees. I affixed a heavy chain to the back of his collar, laid the cold metal along his spine, and got into position behind him. By the time I got up on my knees, he was already grinding his ass against my hips. He groaned and backed up harder when he realized I was wearing a cock. He’s a very eager boy.

He didn’t need much warming up — after playing for several hours with no release, he was desperate to be fucked.

With a well-lubricated cock, I slid into him easily, but slowly. He moaned and let his head drop. I tugged on his chain and told him to lift his head. I wanted to catch his expressions — his beautiful, desperate eyes, his lovely mouth twisted in pleasure and pain — I wanted to see all of it on the recording.

After a few slow, careful thrusts, I held onto his hips and buried my cock deep into his ass.

I pounded him hard until I got tired, and we shifted so we were lying on our sides. I fucked him from behind and ordered him to masturbate, but not to release. Whenever he got close, he was to stop completely until I told him to start again.

I wanted him desperate, and I wanted to catch that desperation on tape — his lovely frustration as he neared the edge, his agony when he denied himself at my command.

When I was done with him, he was a beautiful mess. I held him for a while and told him what a good boy he had been for me. I promised to let him come… soon.

I left for a moment to fetch us some water. When I returned, I set my glass on the nightstand and handed him his own. As he drained it, I pressed the button on the camera to stop the recording, and pulled a haphazardly flung t-shirt over the top, obscuring it from view.

(to be continued… maybe…)
 


Derivative work based on “Pegging,” (image released into the public domain by Seedfeeder).

 

  27 Responses to “we made a sex tape”

  1. That’s such a hot idea. I wouldn’t want to see myself having sex, because I’m not happy with my body, but the idea in general is really great, and I like the execution so far.

    • Thanks, Neo.

      And for the record, I wouldn’t care if J was unhappy with his body… I’m happy with his body. ;)

      • That’s all well and good. J consented to being filmed. At this point in my life, if a girlfriend asked if she could film us having sex, I would say, “no.” I would not consent. It’s a limit for me right now. And if a girlfriend insisted on it, we would talk about which was more important to her: filming sex, or me. If it was something she really wanted but was willing to wait until I was ready, I could take steps to make myself OK with it — getting in better shape, for one, but also working on how I see myself.

        Telling anyone, submissive or otherwise, that his or her insecurities are wrong or don’t matter bothers me a bit. I don’t think you’re doing anything wrong, exactly, but it does bother me. If I can get my thoughts on this together better, I might write something longer about it.

        • I don’t think you’re doing anything wrong, exactly, but it does bother me.

          Certainly, I can understand how being filmed would bother you if you’re insecure about your body. But J isn’t insecure about his body. This wasn’t a hypothetical situation, nor was my response to you intended to represent my response ‘for all times, in any situation, with any partner.’ It was a response from my perspective, in my situation, with a partner I’ve known for two and a half years.

          And if a girlfriend insisted on it, we would talk about which was more important to her: filming sex, or me.

          Again, I can understand your response from your perspective. But my situation is different — J isn’t insecure about his body, nor was I hell bent on recording him.

          Telling anyone, submissive or otherwise, that his or her insecurities are wrong or don’t matter bothers me a bit.

          I suspect you are over-generalizing. My response to you wasn’t about ‘anyone,’ nor was it about an ‘insecurity.’ My response was about my partner (who I know very well) and it was about a hypothetical ‘unhappiness’ (which, in my mind, is different than an ‘insecurity’… and also, it was hypothetical — the reality is J isn’t insecure or unhappy with his body). I never said that insecurities are ‘wrong,’ nor did I intend to suggest that a partner’s ‘insecurities’ don’t matter to me.

          And for the record, in your first response, you used the word ‘unhappy.’ While I realize this might invite (more) criticism about my ‘splitting hairs’ and ‘rhetoric,’ in my mind, being ‘unhappy’ is different than being ‘insecure.’ (and further, my thinking is that there are varying levels of ‘insecurity.’) While I’m unhappy with certain aspects of my body, and I have ‘insecure moments,’ I don’t consider myself generally insecure about my body.

          Anyway, I think I get where you’re coming from and understand why it bothers you, but keep in mind that my response wasn’t about you or about a generalized ‘everyperson’…. it was about J.

          • I hate to split hairs, but you started it. :P

            Your first response wasn’t that J isn’t unhappy with his body. It’s that you wouldn’t care if he was, because you are happy with it.

            I guess I could have been clearer that I didn’t think you were generalizing, and I didn’t mean to take it out on you. But I do feel like, at the opposite end of the spectrum from belittling people for not meeting societal standards for looks, telling people that their insecurities are wrong or inconsequential can be a problem. It certainly isn’t as harmful of an issue as body shaming, and probably not as common. But I have had a few occasions when I’ve been uncomfortable with people insistently telling me to “get over it.”

      • Ha! Before I read this reply, I was like, “M (my owner) would say, ‘Her opinion doesn’t matter. I love her body, and I’ll do what I want with it.'” Glad to see we’re not alone.

        • @Rayne: Theoretically, this –> “Her opinion doesn’t matter. I love her body, and I’ll do what I want with it.” is how it works.

          But in practice, his opinion matters a lot (depending on the activity or situation in question)

          With that said, I fucking LOVE his body… and I also love being able to do what I want with it. Fuckinghot…. :)

  2. Decidedly hot, but even though my body’s still ok because I road-bike a lot, I know that my face looks ridiculous, so I’d be petrified. A hood would solve that problem though.

    There’s a lot to be said for hoods when you reach a certain age.

    • I know that my face looks ridiculous, so I’d be petrified. A hood would solve that problem though.

      Yes, you might be petrified, but perhaps your awesome dominant partner wants to see your face. No hood for you! ;)

  3. Oh, the thought of seeing my sex face…hideous idea!

  4. wow…hot and hotter…what a *terrible* place to stop! :)

    I’ve been taped…and it is always hard for me to watch it. He loves making me squirm when He pulls his phone out of his pocket and fingers the touch screen and ponders if NOW was a good time to see what’s on his phone…usually in public. In a restaurant or somesuch. Makes me … a squirming, nervous, embarrassed puddle.

    nilla

    • I’ve been taped…and it is always hard for me to watch it. He loves making me squirm

      Yes… this! ^ I like to see J squirm! It’s fun, and he’s hella hot when he squirms. :)

      Besides all of that, his squirming reminds me of two things 1) he’s willing to do things that make him squirm to make me happy, and 2) he trusts me not to take it (or anything) too far — he trusts me not to violate his trust or do him mental or emotional damage.

      And oh how I love a good squirming, nervous, embarrassed puddle… fuckinghot. :)

  5. I think this is the first time I am delurking on your blog, which is to say that I owe you about a hundred “I love this post” and “J is so lucky” comments.

    I wonder if J is going to love this as much as I would. I’ve never been recorded, but I love the mirror for exactly the reasons you describe. But I think I’ll have to accept that I’ll never understand what you dom(me)s get out of it. If your blog hasn’t been able to get me to see it, nobody will. :)

  6. (In response to Neo’s comment.

    Your first response wasn’t that J isn’t unhappy with his body. It’s that you wouldn’t care if he was, because you are happy with it.

    Yes. In the context of this particular situation, if J was ‘unhappy’ with his body (as I understand unhappiness with one’s body and as I understand J), I would not have cared enough to not record him. But please keep in mind I didn’t mention body image/body unhappiness/physical insecurity in my original post — it wasn’t a factor in the situation I recalled. It was only a factor when you presented your insecurity… it’s a hypothetical that isn’t a factor in the reality I recounted.

    But I do feel like, at the opposite end of the spectrum from belittling people for not meeting societal standards for looks, telling people that their insecurities are wrong or inconsequential can be a problem.

    Sure, but I didn’t do what you’re discussing. I didn’t tell “people that their insecurities are wrong or inconsequential.” It sorta feels like I’m at the ass-end of a straw man argument… having to defend myself against an accusation of saying something I didn’t actually do.

    But I have had a few occasions when I’ve been uncomfortable with people insistently telling me to “get over it.”

    I hear you on that one… I agree with you… totally and completely. (see “I’m ashamed at being ashamed” in ‘pussy pride and labia shame’). However, I didn’t belittle anyone, I didn’t tell anyone their insecurities were wrong or inconsequential, and I didn’t tell anyone to get over it. Again… ass-end… straw man.

    I think the issue you present is a valid one, and an important one… but it’s not something I dealt with in my post or in the reality of the situation as it happened.

  7. Oh. My. Stars. This has got to be one of the sexiest things I’ve read, like ever. You nailed it. NAILED it. Heh. Nailed it.

    Neither one of us have an aversion to video, obviously. *snort* But sometimes the end result is less hotness and more what-the-fuck-is-that-ness.

    • This has got to be one of the sexiest things I’ve read, like ever. You nailed it. NAILED it. Heh. Nailed it.

      Thanks, Nikki. And yes, I nailed him… er, I mean, ‘it.’ ;)

      Ah yes, the end result… I hope to write about that soon. :)

  8. Wow! What a hot night. I hope part 2 is upcoming in the very near future!

  9. I hope the second half was as hot and exciting as you had hoped.. or more so.

    We video tape a lot of our play time and often replay it in the middle of another scene to add to the arousal factor. Though I never got the “shock” factor, since he always knew he was being taped. But I do edit them to take out the lull moments ( like climbing off the bed to get the lube that fell on the floor… so he does get the wow factor of the edited version.

    But it did come in handy one time, when he was whining about how rough I was being during strap-on and I had to remind him that he begs for it each and every time. It was nice have about a dozen strap-on videos where I started soft and slow and he begged for harder and rougher…. He stopped whining after that!

  10. I would love to do this to TN! What a fantastic fucking idea!! Holy shit!! And I agree, getting a general consent and then controlling the when/where/etc is additionally sexy and powerful. Well done, DD.

  11. Whoa, 3rd paragraph: *mindblown*

  12. Again (and at this rate there will be lots more of these kind of comments, I’m only just starting) I love love love this post.

    Not so much for the idea/ scene you describe ( though it’s hot as fuck, and I really like the way things like photo, video, audio and even mirrors, or some combination of those can work with, and in dynamic opposition to, the “usual” ways that ego reduction is achieved in D/s play) but for how you perfectly capture the D side.

    The close-to-unbearable hotness of the desperation, agony-for-you, and the “beautiful mess”. The focus on the expression!!

    Your posts should be a required reading for anybody who wants to get an inkling of what a dominant “gets out of the whole thing”.

    • Your posts should be a required reading for anybody who wants to get an inkling of what a dominant “gets out of the whole thing”.

      Oh, thank you! I hadn’t thought of it that way — as an explanation (illustration?) of what d-types get out of it — but you’re right. It’s this. :) Nights like that one could never be adequately described by “I liked the power. I enjoy control” etc. While those statements may be true, they’re far too simple and reductive to begin to describe ‘what it’s like.’

  13. very hot strapon story )

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