The exploration of myself didn't really begin until I went to college at age sixteen.  It was then that I had the tremendous fortune of having the cutest Japanese roommate who also happened to be bi and B&D curious as a dominant switch.  Her name was Keiko, and to this day we are the best of friends.  From the time I was sixteen until I was nineteen, I explored all kinds of things with Keiko, and a couple other friends we met along the way.   It is primarily those experiences and my most recent ones as well that I will be presenting to you here.

When I was nineteen, I had to move back home to Maui, and since its a tiny island with no secrets and no B&D scene to speak of, I was unable to play again until the age of twenty-two, when I moved back to Los Angeles to complete my college education.   Since that time, I have primarily explored with a handful of very good like Keiko who I have known for many years.  We do still play from time to time at the club scene or intimate parties, but its not like when we were teenagers and would be stripped completely naked and tied at a party with a hundred people.

I have lots of juicy experiences to share however, but I will have to add them to this area as my time and memory permits.  Right now the experiences are in no particular order,  except the order that I chose to write about them in.   There are many experiences that I still dream about but haven't had the joy of exploring yet, and I've written about some of those here.

One of my very best friends who I play with a lot is Mistress Kristi.   She is the owner of another of my best friends, Kamiko, who I went to college with.   Keiko, Kamiko and I all played together and went to clubs and parties.  We were this kinky group of Asian girls and so we felt a certain compatability.   We met Mistress Kristi at one of the many parties we went to, and had an instant repore with her.   Kristi is a beautiful caucasian woman in her mid thirties now with light brown hair to the middle of her back.  She stands about five feet seven inches tall, and has a cute little figure with nice C cup breasts.   Kamiko, like Keiko is a Japanese girl only of my height and build roughly, also with long black hair to her waist.

Although Keiko and I loved to play with Kristi, it was Kamiko who hit it off with her instantly.   They played together all the time,  often even when Keiko and I weren't present.   It was about two years after we first met her, when I was nineteen that  I first heard that Kamiko had agreed to become owned by Mistress Kristi.   She wanted to be her property for life and to be treated as such.   Shortly after I heard of this agreement, I had to move back to Maui, and it was another two years before I saw Kamiko again, and boy did she change.

She had moved into her owner's home of course, and was almost always in some sort of chains.  I say almost because although the 24/7 slave master relationship is a wonderful fantasy, even she and Kristi admitted that they couldn't maintain it one hundred percent of the time and had to build their relationship into something stronger.   I was fascinated when  I saw my good friend Kamiko naked.  She crawled into the room with her chains scraping on the floor.   Kristi had pierced her in just about every place possible.  She had two rings in each nipple, a clit ring, several rings on both sides of both her inner and outer labias, the septum of her nose, and her tongue.   From her nose and clit rings hung thin silver chains, and her labial rings were held together with a small steel pin, effectively sealing off her sex.   In addition to these piercings, she had a brand just above her shaven pussy, and several tattoos on her body, including a huge one that took up almost her entire back.  Her body truly became the property of her owner.   I was and still am totally jealous of her.

Kamiko and I still hang out a lot, we even play a lot when her owner gives permission.   Mistress Kristi loves to train Kamiko and I together, I will simply have to go into more detail about that another time.  I once asked Mistress Kristi if she would be willing to own me too, but she has her hands full with Kamiko, who she adores, and why not,  in her new form, Kamiko is simply adorable!

Mistress Kristi must have her entertainment.  I learned that lesson about a year ago, when Kristi had given permission to Kamiko to go home to see her family for a week's vacation.   Since Kristi and I were such good friends, naturally we loved to get together often, even if it was just to have lunch or see a movie.

I think by the fourth day of Kamiko's absence, Kristi was starting to feel a little lonely.   She invited me out to dinner, and I agreed to meet her at her house.   I showed up in jeans and a crop top, which apparently Kristi didn't approve of because she informed me that I would have to change.   Luckily, Kamiko and I are the same size, so Mistress Kristi picked out the outfit that I should wear to dinner.  It consisted of black fishnet stockings, a black lace garter belt, an extremely short and shiny black latex skirt that ended just below my butt, and a sheer red lace top that was see through except over my breasts.   On my feet Mistress had me wear a pair of totally whorish red stiletto heel shoes, and naturally, I wore no panties, after all, my dripping little pussy had to be accessible.

I felt very self conscious about the fact that I was now dressed as a total whore, but felt that I could still get through dinner without too much embarassment,  how wrong I was.    Before we walked out the door, Kristi had one more item for me,  a black strap on dildo that was so huge that my skirt barely covered the end of.   I couldn't believe she was going  to make me wear that huge thing.  While walking out the door, I noticed how easily the dildo bobbed out from under my skirt, making itself known.  As we walked into the nice restaurant, I kept trying to pull my skirt down to keep the dildo hidden.

We sat at a table, and I  was looking at the menu and starting to relax when Kristi ordered me to sit sideways and spread my legs.    I hesitantly followed her command, and quickly became aware that anyone looking in my direction would easily be able to see the large black dildo that was perched between my legs.   As I sat there, my face burning with embarassment, nervously looking around to see if anyone had noticed me, Kristi took her glass of water and excused herself to go to the ladies room.  It was as she walked away from the table that she commanded me to retain my position.   So I sat there for what seemed like an eternity, realizing  that a young couple at the table across from me had just become aware that I had something rather unusual between my legs.   I caught them staring and they quickly glanced away at the same time that my shame caused me to look away too.   I looked around the room and I just knew that others were becoming aware of my obscene display.  Yet no one said a word to me.  So I sat there, my head foggy with embarassment, my tight little love hole dripping with so much excitement that I could barely contain myself.  After an eternity, Mistress Kristi returned, glass in hand, only now her water was yellow.   She put the glass in front of me, sat down, and explained that it wasn't water at all, but rather it was her pee, and it was to be my beverage for the evening.

She allowed me to keep some dignity by giving me permission to close my legs as we ate, and I drank her warm salty pee from the glass.    The humiliation flowed within me with each sip I took, and with each stare that burned into my body.   I wanted so much to touch myself right there.   I was so moist and so ready to have that rubber cock filling my hole.

After dinner we went back to her house where she put me on a collar and leash, and made me satisfy her with my new appendage before I was given the chance to feel it inside of me.   It was a wonderful, creative, and unexpected experience that just thinking about even today makes me burn with shame, tingle with excitement, and become moist with desire.  I love it!.

I had just finished lunch with a Mistress friend named Sadie who Keiko and I met at a party.   Sadie was a beautiful woman who was in her mid thirties with shoulder length blonde hair and fairly large breasts.  She was a tall woman at approximately five feet eleven, so she easily towered over both Keiko and I.  She had dommed us at the party, and on a few other occasions since that time.

In the car on the way back to my apartment, Sadie announced that she had to go to the Pavillion's grocery store to pick up some items.   I had to pee so I figured that I would just go use the ladies room while Sadie did her shopping.  We had been wandering around the store for about five minutes when, in the middle of the frozen foods aisle, she commanded me to give her my panties.   At first I pretended not to hear her, thinking she must be joking, but it was no joke.  She repeated the command, this time more sternly, and she stared at me.  I blushed and suddenly felt tingles in stomach and between my legs.  I'm sure that my face turned a thousand degrees of red as I looked around to see if anyone was nearby.   There were a few people in line of sight, but none close enough to really see anything I reasoned.  So, right there in the frozen foods aisle, I put my hands under my thigh length cotton skirt, slipped my black lace panties down my legs, stepped out of them, and handed them to Mistress Sadie, all the while feeling my heart pounding like you won't believe.

After I handed the reasonably wet panties to Mistress,  I felt relieved, I had gotten through this with minimal humiliation.   Little did I know, the exercise was only halfway over.  Next Mistress said one word to me that I couldn't believe.  She said "pee".   I hesitated and said "you have got to be kidding,  right here?  right now?"   She just stared at me some more, so I waited for this elderly couple to walk by first, then I resigned myself to my task.   I spread my legs a little, and tried pushing my pee out.   At first nothing came out.   I was way too nervous despite the fact that I really had to go.  Then Sadie told me that we weren't leaving until I did this.

After concentrating for a few more seconds my stream finally started.  I stood there as the pee came straight out of me, right to the floor where it formed a yellow puddle on the gray tile and splashed up on my legs and shoes.   Just as I was finishing up, I noticed a woman walking by.  She stared at me and shook her head in disgust, but said nothing and kept walking.

When I was done Sadie told me to go find a store employee, take him or her to my mess, and tell the employee what I did.  I purposely looked for a female employee, figuring it would be a bit less humiliating, and found a stock girl at the back of the store.  I took her to my mess and simply said to her in my most ashamed puppydog way,  "I had a little accident".  The girl was very understanding and told me not to worry about it and that these things happen.

During this entire experience, the juices in my pussy were flowing and the humiliation and shame flowed strongly  in me.   My skin burned hot with embarassment and my heart pounded, my blood flowed, my head was foggy as if in a dream state.   It was wonderful!  To this day, I don't think of the frozen foods aisle in the same way.

As you can probably tell, Mistress Sadie loved to humilate me in public.   Mostly because she knew how much humiliation turned me on.   On those rare occasions that we were out together on a seemingly normal errand, she always found a way to make me feel intense shame that got my vaginal juices flowing like a river.

We were driving back to her place after having completed some shopping at the Nordstrom at Westside Pavillion.   She was driving and wearing a loose fitting skirt, and I was wearing a pair of jeans and a crop top that revealed my firm belly.  As we were driving down Santa Monica Blvd., she commented on how thirsty she was, and that she wanted to stop off at the Carl's Jr. for a Diet Coke.

We pulled up to the drive through and I let Sadie know that I was thirsty too and would also like a drink.   I don't know if it was planned all along, or just interesting timing, but at that moment she lifted her skirt up to reveal a fairly large, black strap on dildo between her legs. I don't know if she was wearing it the entire time we were shopping, or if she put it on before we left the store, but  my heart dropped when I saw it, it was a total surprise.   She told me that if I wanted a drink, I'd have to earn it.  She put her hand behind my head, and pushed my face into her lap.   I knew what she wanted me to do of course, so I started licking the dildo and sucking on it.   At the same time, she was shouting into the speaker of the drive through to order the Diet Coke.

As the cashier told her to drive around, I stopped sucking.  She pushed my face back on to the dildo and said "I didn't tell you to stop sucking my dick you cock sucking little whore".  Her words coupled with my actions caused my juices to flow like mad.  She always knew how dripping wet a little well placed verbal humiliation got me.  I had that familiar tingle in my stomach, and my head was all foggy.  I couldn't think at all, so, I just decided to obey instead.

As I felt the care start to move, I tried to put off thinking about my condition by concentrating on my task.   We arrived at the window and though I never looked up, by the sound of the cashier's voice, I knew that he saw what I was doing and that it had surprised him.   We seemed to be at that drive through window for an awfully long time for a Diet Coke, it seemed like hours and hours to me, even though it was only a matter of minutes.   The whole time my mouth was sliding up and down on that rubber cock, my tongue licking it and my lips sucking on it.   My entire body had been turned into a quivering mess of jellied humiliation, and I was loving it.

As we drove away from the window, Sadie instructed me to stop sucking her rubber cock.  She brought my head up to hers and gave me a deep french kiss, exploring every bit of my mouth with her soft tongue and stroking my firm thigh with her right hand.   As she did one of the  thoughts that ran through my mind was "I bet that cashier will have something to tell his friends tonight".

As you probably have noticed from my website, I have quite the interest in the subject of becoming a ponygirl.  I find that ponygirls can be such beautiful and graceful symbols of submission.   I was a ponygirl, but only once, and only for about twenty minutes.   They were probably twenty of the most arousing minutes of my life, and went by way too fast.

I attended a party with my Japanese friend Keiko at a very nice house in the Hollywood Hills.  It was the house of a middle aged dominant who was also known in the entertainment industry.  He had a twenty year old blonde wife/slave who was very submissive and had become friends with Keiko and I at a couple of other parties.   So when the time came that she and her master hosted a party, naturally Keiko and I made the list.

For the most part it was an average b&d party.   Lots of bondage, leather, rubber, and Armor All (or its suitable substitute).  We were having a great time, and Keiko was leading me around on a leash for most of the night.   We went back into the living room when I saw probably the most wonderful thing ever.  In the middle of the room was this gorgeous tiny Filipina girl who couldn't have been more than early twenties with a black rubber coated bit in her mouth, a bridle on her head, and reins flowing over her shoulders and down her back.   She had flawless brown skin, even darker than mine, and black hair that grazed her lower back even though it was held in a high ponytail.   Her Master would tug on her reins and  tap her firm rear with his crop, and she would prance around the room, lifting her black high heel booted legs up as high as she could, exposing her clean shaven and pierced vagina with each step.

I was so taken by the site of this that I was literally drooling.  The show went on for a few minutes, apparently Keiko and I had missed the first part of it and only caught the tail end.   I think that the girl's master must have seen me staring and drooling because he pranced her over to where Keiko and I stood and asked us if we liked his little pony.   Naturally I answered with an emphatic yes and said something like that she was the most beautiful creature.   He asked me if I had ever considered being a pony.  I lied and said no, but that admitted that it interested me.

The next thing I knew,  He started to strip the girl (who's name I found out later was Mercy) of her tack, handing it to Keiko to hold.   After the girl was back to being a girl, her Master asked me if I would like to try on the tack to see if I liked it.   I think I let out an orgasmic moan at that point, but I'm not sure.

The first thing to happen was I was stripped.  I had been stripped at parties before, so being completely naked wasn't new ,but it still made me very self conscious and my nipples started to harden instantly and visibly.  Next I remember a black leather harness going on my body.  It supported my breasts, which aren't all that big anyway, and had straps that went over my shoulders.  The bit was presented at my face, and I naturally opened my mouth and took it, and bit down on the rubber.  As the straps and bridle were tightened on my head, it started to feel a little uncomfortable, but not too bad.  I was already wearing black knee high leather boots, although the heel wasn't as high as the ones that the Filipina girl had on.

When the master thought everything was set, he picked up the reins and I felt a light swat on my brown butt.  I started to walk forward slowly, but he was giving me instructions as we went.  I could feel my head jerked back whenever he pulled the reins, and the bit would dig into my mouth when that happened.   He would tell me to lift my legs higher, keep my back straight, lower my legs straight, etc.  I felt my pussy getting unbelievably wet.  I couldn't stand it.  I think that the pussy juices were literaly dripping out of me and down my thighs.

My skin burned with embarassment as I stepped forward, I could only see straight in front because of the blinders on my bridle, but still, I could see that there was a whole circle of people watching the show as I was pranced around the room.  I could faintly hear comments that people would make about what a beautiful pony and exotic animal I was.   My senses overloaded and as I pranced and felt the sting of the crop, I orgasmed.

It seemed like before my adventure as a pony had even begun, it was over.   I was guided back to the side of the room where Keiko held my clothes, and the tack was removed.  The master decided that I deserved a reward though, and bound my breasts with a rope that was also run between my legs, pushing itself up between my vaginal lips, while his little Filipina slave caressed my burning brown skin.   It was by far one of the most intense erotic experiences of my life, and I swear that one day, I will be a ponygirl again!

I've always loved the idea of being treated like an animal.  It must have been only a couple months after my first ponygirl experience that I got to be a little puppy girl.   A Mistress friend that I and my playmates had met at a party invited me to go to her house to be her pet for an afternoon, naturally I agreed.   Just to be safe, my friend Keiko went with me, but mostly just to watch.

I arrived at Mistress Sarah's house around one in the afternoon, just in time for lunch.  I dressed pretty simply, just jean shorts and a halter top, and Keiko wore something similar.  The second I was through the door, Mistress ordered me to strip.  This didn't surprise me of course, but what did surprise me was what I saw next.   As I was peeling my underwear down my smooth thighs, I glanced up to notice a really cute blonde girl crawling on all fours to where we stood.   She was totally naked except for the collar on her neck and the cuffs on her wrists and ankles.   In addition, she had a large wooden ball strapped to the bottom of each of her feet, and she seemed to have some sort of a chain going into her mouth.

Mistress told the girl, who was called Daisy,  I don't know if that was her real name or not, that I was going to be a playmate for the afternoon.  I sort of blushed at this.  She was a very cute girl who was probably in her twenties and had a very slim body and smallish breasts.  I would find out later that she was completely shaven, and pierced in her vagina and belly.

Of course I was ordered down on all fours like a good little doggie girl, and I felt a thick black collar being strapped tightly around my throat.  My long black hair was put into a ponytail, and cuffs with short gold metal chains were locked on to my thin wrists and delicate ankles.   The wooden balls were strapped to the soles of my feet, and I asked what that was for.   Mistress lightly smacked my rear and told me no talking or else she would outfit my mouth like Daisy.   Daisy opened her mouth a little more, and I could see that the chain ran to a circular ring type gag in her mouth, and kept it secure in there.   Her mouth was held open by this, but all she could do was drool an awful lot and stick her tongue out a bit.  I later figured out that the wooden balls were to make it almost impossible to stand up anyway.

I was pretty hungry since I hadn't eaten all morning, and Mistress had mentioned that she would be serving lunch.   She clipped leashed on to my collar and to Daisy's, and walked us to the kitchen.   In the corner were several colored bowls,  two of which had the name "Daisy" on the side.  One was filled with water, and as Mistress leaned over and filled the other with lunch (Chinese fried rice and Kung Pao Chicken), Daisy eagerly drooled and finally attacked the meal with vigor.   Mistress filled the other two bowls with water and food and pointed at them and then at me.  I pretty much figured that I was suppose to eat from the bowl like the dog that I was.  I pretty much made a mess of myself trying, got food all over my face, but I figured that Mistress would clean me up.   I was only part right, because after the meal, Daisy crawled over to me and licked my face clean with her soft long tongue.

The rest of the afternoon consisted of Daisy and I being walked around, spanked, whipped, etc.   I was taught basic tricks like sit up and roll over.   My belly, breasts, vagina,  and ears were  rubbed when when I did well, and my thighs, breasts, and rear were whipped and spanked when I messed up, which was often.   When Daisy and I had to go to the bathroom, we were walked out into Mistress' secluded backyard and told to pee right there.  Well you won't believe how embarassed I was.  No way could I pee just squatting there in the back yard.   I saw Daisy start to do it though, and I had pee'd in front of Keiko lots of times, so after concentrating for a couple minutes, I finally felt a nice warm stream pour out of me.  I felt very relieved.

The afternoon ended way too quickly though, just as I was starting to enjoy my time as a little puppy whore.  Of course I had more adventures as a doggie girl after that, and for longer periods of time, but those are stories that I will tell later.