I’m Teaching About The Psychology Of Spanking! April 29, 2016

What is it about spanking that we all love so much? How can we heighten our senses, and use our brains and thoughts to get even more out of spanking?

We’ll touch on history of spanking, positions, mindset, role play and humiliation in this entertaining class.

Spanking Play Party in Raleigh

Friday, April 29, 2016 · 7:00 PM – 1:30 AM
https://fetlife.com/events/438876

I’m looking forward to this class! As someone who really focuses in on the mental aspects of D/s, I’m blending this with a long-time skill of mine: spanking.

Fun times! I hope you can join me and the Spanking group for their ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY presentation and play party!

*smiles*

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I’m Teaching November 13th At TheVenue!

Here’s what I’m up to:

TheVenue: NookieNotes class on Behavior Modification

Event Link on FetLife • Friday, November 13, 2015 · 7:00 PM – 3:00 AM

What is behavior modification? It’s how behavior is changed through interaction. In D/s circles, we may call it training, but even in vanilla situations, behavior modification happens whether you want it to or not. So, since it’s going to happen anyway, why not do it right? This class is all about the basics of behavior modification and how to make it work for you in your relationships, and how to use it as the basis for more in-depth D/s training. Come join us for the class and stay to play after.

I hope all of you can join in for this class, not just the D-types, but everyone!

Behavior modification happens in every relationship, D/s and vanilla, whether you intend it to or not. Better to have the basic understanding of how it works, to make it work for you and your partner, your kids, your dogs…

*grins*

And for submissives, it will also help to have a clearer view of what you respond best to, especially when you are communicating with your D-type or looking for a new partner.

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A Review For ‘In Through The Out Door’ By Kole Raymond

The Top 10 Myths & Misconceptions of Anal SexI decided to read Nookie’s book In Through The Out Door, partially out of curiosity and partially in hopes of convincing my partner to try anal sex. In the past, I’d always been too embarrassed to bring up this topic to sex partners. When the idea of anal sex came up in conversation, usually just as a joke, my partner would scoff at the idea, making sure that I knew it was not okay. I never expected that Nookie’s book would be the key to making my anal fantasies come true!

I found that while reading In Through The Out Door I was totally captivated, like I was reading some steamy romance novel. I seriously couldn’t put it down. Each section discussed things that I’d been wondering about, and really opened up my eyes to all the possibilities of anal sex. Best of all, I found the section on “How To Convince Your Partner” extremely useful. I’m happy to say that after reading the book, I was able to convince my partner to read it as well. Perhaps it was just the excitement of reading about it, but whatever it was, she was willing to try it…..and she loved it!

Also, the section on Toys and Accessories has really helped us explore new experiences in our sex life. Quite honestly, sex has never been this fun. We’ve always enjoyed using toys, both as a couple and during masturbation, so its certainly nice to find out about a completely new array of exciting gadgets to use.

Overall, I can’t say enough about this book. Nookie has a way of writing that makes it seem like she knows exactly what you’re thinking. She managed to answer all of my questions about anal sex, and entertain me at the same time. I’d certainly recommend this book to anyone that is curious about anal sex, wanting to try anal sex for the first time, and even those that are already experimenting with anal play. This book is so extensive that it definitely has something for everyone.

Thank you Nookie for putting this information together!

– Kole Raymond, CuckoldCoach.com

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Will You Win Me?

&ldquo;Meet me at Plato&rsquo;s after work,&rdquo; I text.<br />
&ldquo;Yes, my Queen.&rdquo;<br />
You wonder why I would want to meet where the suits gather to knock a few back and possibly hook up for the evening, but you&rsquo;ve had enough experience to know that I have my reasons.<br />
It&rsquo;s crowded, noisy, and loud as you walk in a bit before seven.<br />
Making your way through the crowd, you see and smile at half a dozen people you know. You&rsquo;re stopped by an old colleague, and as you&rsquo;re chatting, you spot me at the bar.<br />
I&rsquo;m in a tailored suit, looking every inch the moderately-successful-nympho-cubicle-worker-on-the-prowl, and I have my feet trapped between another man&rsquo;s legs.<br />
&ldquo;&hellip;you know?&rdquo; Tom says.<br />
You stammer, trying to grasp what he was saying, realizing you&rsquo;ve gone completely blank.<br />
&ldquo;Yes, absolutely,&rdquo; you come out with, hoping it&rsquo;s the right response, your eyes still glued on me, watching me flirt.<br />
Tom launches into the next part of his story as your phone vibrates with an incoming text. You jump and reach for it as if your pocket was on fire, startling Tom.<br />
Seeing the text is from me, you excuse yourself from the conversation for just a moment, and read it.<br />
&ldquo;You&rsquo;re late. I was bored. And horny. I&rsquo;m going home with someone tonight. It may not be you. How will you win me?&rdquo;<br />
A million butterflies take flight in your gut as your cock releases a gush of pre-cum.<br />
And you smile.<br />
Turning, back to Tom, you renew the conversation with a will. You join the game, a hunter stalking his prey, knowing that even in the unlikely event you lose tonight, you still win.<br />
- MsNN

 

“Meet me at Plato’s after work,” I text.

“Yes, my Queen.”

You wonder why I would want to meet where the suits gather to knock a few back and possibly hook up for the evening, but you’ve had enough experience to know that I have my reasons.

It’s crowded, noisy, and loud as you walk in a bit before seven.

Making your way through the crowd, you see and smile at half a dozen people you know. You’re stopped by an old colleague, and as you’re chatting, you spot me at the bar.

I’m in a tailored suit, looking every inch the moderately-successful-nympho-cubicle-worker-on-the-prowl, and I have my feet trapped between another man’s legs.

“…you know?” Tom says.

You stammer, trying to grasp what he was saying, realizing you’ve gone completely blank.

“Yes, absolutely,” you come out with, hoping it’s the right response, your eyes still glued on me, watching me flirt.

Tom launches into the next part of his story as your phone vibrates with an incoming text. You jump and reach for it as if your pocket was on fire, startling Tom.

Seeing the text is from me, you excuse yourself from the conversation for just a moment, and read it.

“You’re late. I was bored. And horny. I’m going home with someone tonight. It may not be you. How will you win me?”

A million butterflies take flight in your gut as your cock releases a gush of precum.

And you smile.

Turning, back to Tom, you renew the conversation with a will. You join the game, a hunter stalking his prey, knowing that even in the unlikely event you lose tonight, you still win.

– MsNN

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To Feel My Ownership

I stand over your kneeling form, then I bend down to examine the tile below you. You have a stream of precum falling to the tile, but I see no urine leakage.<br />
&ldquo;You are such a good boy,&rdquo; I purr into our ear, sending shudders through your body. &ldquo;It won&rsquo;t be long now.&rdquo;<br />
I stand back up and straddle your head.<br />
&ldquo;Keep holding it,&rdquo; I remind you.<br />
Then I let go of my own bladder, my hot piss splashing all over you. Hot and wet. Running over your head and shoulders and trickling down your back.<br />
It makes the need to pee fill your body like lava rises through a volcano. You know you are going to erupt soon, and there will be nothing you can do about it.<br />
You pray that you can hold out long enough.<br />
I can see you shuddering. I know how much you need this. To feel my ownership.<br />
It seems to go on forever. Me just peeing and peeing and peeing on you.<br />
Excerpt from A Golden Day, available on Amazon Kindle for 99¢.

 

I stand over your kneeling form, then I bend down to examine the tile below you. You have a stream of precum falling to the tile, but I see no urine leakage.

“You are such a good boy,” I purr into our ear, sending shudders through your body. “It won’t be long now.”

I stand back up and straddle your head.

“Keep holding it,” I remind you.

Then I let go of my own bladder, my hot piss splashing all over you. Hot and wet. Running over your head and shoulders and trickling down your back.

It makes the need to pee fill your body like lava rises through a volcano. You know you are going to erupt soon, and there will be nothing you can do about it.

You pray that you can hold out long enough.

I can see you shuddering. I know how much you need this. To feel my ownership.

It seems to go on forever. Me just peeing and peeing and peeing on you.

Excerpt from A Golden Day, available on Amazon Kindle for 99¢.

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Front Position

It’s been a rushed day. We have plans with friends, and we’re just barely going to be on time, and we still have to pick up flowers for our friend. It’s her birthday.

On our way out the door, the house phone rings. You chuff a bit in annoyance, but I slip past you to answer. Only a few friends and family members have that number, and it may be an emergency.

You wait by the door, not-so-subtly reminding me of our ever-narrowing timeline.

I’m enjoying the look of frustration on your face, especially since it’s Elisa, the birthday girl, and she’s calling to push back our date time, and she’s misplaced her phone.

You don’t know that, though. I see you getting restless, upset as I chatter away.

I have pushed you to this point, and I know it, but I don’t like the attitude that is screaming from your body language. I need to nip that right in the bud.

I look directly at you until you notice. I hold your gaze until you realize what I want. Your head nods imperceptibly, and the tension visibly leaves your shoulders. I smile, and mouth, “Good boy,” as I talk.

It&rsquo;s been a rushed day. We have plans with friends, and we&rsquo;re just barely going to be on time, and we still have to pick up flowers for our friend. It&rsquo;s her birthday.<br />
On our way out the door, the house phone rings. You chuff a bit in annoyance, but I slip past you to answer. Only a few friends and family members have that number, and it may be an emergency.<br />
You wait by the door, not-so-subtly reminding me of our ever-narrowing timeline.<br />
I&rsquo;m enjoying the look of frustration on your face, especially since it&rsquo;s Elisa, the birthday girl, and she&rsquo;s calling to push back our date time, and she&rsquo;s misplaced her phone.<br />
You don&rsquo;t know that, though. I see you getting restless, upset as I chatter away.<br />
I have pushed you to this point, and I know it, but I don&rsquo;t like the attitude that is screaming from your body language. I need to nip that right in the bud.<br />
I look directly at you until you notice. I hold your gaze until you realize what I want. Your head nods imperceptibly, and the tension visibly leaves your shoulders. I smile, and mouth, &ldquo;Good boy,&rdquo; as I talk.<br />
My free hand slides down the front of my little black dress, caressing the soft tummy you love so much, smoothing over my hip, until it reaches the hem.<br />
I play with the hem of my dress for a few moments, before slowly lifting it up, centimeter by centimeter.<br />
Your eyes are riveted, following my hand. As the hem climbs up past the juncture of my thighs, I see your eyes light up at the virginal white panties I&rsquo;m wearing. My special treat for you.<br />
You take a step forward, without even thinking, and lick your lips.<br />
I finish my conversation and hang up the phone. Smiling, I motion for you to take Front Position.<br />
As you settle yourself to your knees at my feet, I gather your face into me. I know we have another hour before we have to leave, and you are beyond caring.<br />
I think this will be a very good night&hellip;<br />
- MsNN

My free hand slides down the front of my little black dress, caressing the soft tummy you love so much, smoothing over my hip, until it reaches the hem.

I play with the hem of my dress for a few moments, before slowly lifting it up, centimeter by centimeter.

Your eyes are riveted, following my hand. As the hem climbs up past the juncture of my thighs, I see your eyes light up at the virginal white panties I’m wearing. My special treat for you.

You take a step forward, without even thinking, and lick your lips.

I finish my conversation and hang up the phone. Smiling, I motion for you to take Front Position.

As you settle yourself to your knees at my feet, I gather your face into me. I know we have another hour before we have to leave, and you are beyond caring.

I think this will be a very good night…

– MsNN

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Road Trip

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Driving long distance used to be so dull.

Not much to do but read, play games on my phone, or fall asleep.

Until I discovered the joys of teasing you.

Constantly.

In public and private.

Then, it was only a matter of time.

I wear clothing I can get around while speeding down the highway at 80mph. I dip my fingers into my hot, wet sex and describe how badly I want your face buried between my legs, while you try to concentrate on driving.

“Can you smell my need for you?”

“Yes, my Queen.”

“Is my cock stirring?”

“Oh, yes, my Queen.”

“Mmmm. Do you want a taste?”

“Please, my Queen.”

I slide my fingers along my lips, gently slipping them in, rocking my hips against my hand as my breath quickens.

I’m splayed in my seat, leaning back, as I bring myself to orgasm, moaning softly then crying out, coating my fingers with my pleasure.

I sit up and lean over. I wipe my scent on your face, covering your mouth and chin before I push my fingers between your eager lips.

– MsNN

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