Monday, March 31, 2008
Scene report with photos (BDSM)
I typed up a nice long post a little while ago, a scene report from the play that Master and I did last night and then just as I was posting it either the internet or blogger decided to be bad and made me lose the entire post so hear I go again, hopefully it will post this time.
Master had planned on playing with me since earlier in the day but I had not realized that. In the afternoon he tried to make me go and have a nap because I was tired but I was a bad slave and fought him on it...until it came out that he wanted me to have a lay down so that I would have the energy to play later in the evening. He had not wanted to tell me he was going to play with me as he had wanted to surprise me. In hindsight I am angry with myself for not trusting that what ever he wanted me to do he had a good reason for it. It would have been so nice to have suddenly found him grapping me and putting me into bondage but perhaps that will happen one day in the near future. Before I ended up having my nap Master used me for his own pleasure and dragged out of me at the same time some of my sexual fantasy.
The scene was set with Master ordering me to lay out two lengths of rope, collar and ring gag, the silver box full of sensation toys and the shiney dog lead. While setting these toys out gave me a peek in to what he may have had planned and got my imagination going I could never have guessed just what it was he was going to do to me. After I cleaned the bed off and laid out the toys I set the mood by lighting candles and incense. Wanting to make what ever was coming have a little bit more of a romantic feel for once and I think that I had success with that one.
The scene began with Master putting the collar and ring gag on me he then put me into a strict bondage position. One that he had not used on me before. He bound my hands behind my back in a really good tie, it was comfortable but with no chance of escape from it but loose enough that i could hold it for long periods of time without circulation being cut off. He then tied my ankles together and ran a rope from my ankles to my collar forcing me to bend forward without any chance of sitting up striaght or laying down and leaving me open for him to play with, tease and touch me pretty much where ever he wanted. If my hands had not been behind my back he could have rolled me on to my back and fucked me but that wasn't the point of the scene at least not at this point in it. Having me bound securly Master then placed nipple clamps on me and pulled out the wheel and started running it over me, the sharp spikes causeing me to groan when they hurt that little bit too much. Once he had grown tired of that he started teasing me and pushing my buttons. It was a strict bondage position and I managed to hold it for twenty minutes before it grew to much and my back started aching. At this point he untied the rope connecting my collar and my feet so I could sit up and continued to play with me for a little longer before untying me. It was at this point where I made a mistake by thinking once he had untied me the scene was over. How wrong was I.
He lectured me on assuming and made me kneel with my knees speard apart and my head resting on the floor my arms out in front of me. Once I was in this position he started questioning me. Asking me what I was and what it meant to me. I don't know how long the questoioning went on for and I found it really hard to answer as I was afraid of giving the wrong answers. Being in that position and hearing that tone of voice that makes me weak at the knees and sends me in to slave mind space was amazing. I would have been content to stay like that for much longer if that was what Master wanted. It made me feel so submissive and slave like and now when I think about it again today my brain tells me that it would make a nice part of a collaring ceramony.
Master dragged me back on to the bed after some time kneeling and began to tease me. Telling me that I was not to kiss him without permission and then bringing his lips so close to mine and running his lips over mine but not kissing. As he teased I grew hotter and hotter, my body reacted in a way that it doesn't often react and all I wanted was him to kiss me. He also licked my face and stroked me with his hand. He pressed my downstairs buttons and then used me as he wished, using my mouth for him to fuck and then moving down and fucking me and using me like the slave I am. It was here though before he started fucking me that my words earlier in the day came back to haunt me. Master inserted a butt plug into my ass, fucked my mouth with a vibrator and filled my third hole with himself. I felt so full, so used and it really triggered that slave mind of mine. Feeling so full I really felt that Master could do what he wanted to me when he wanted. After that we were both tired and ended the scene snuggling up to each other and just enjoying being in his arms.
I loved last nights scene, it had so many elements to it physical bondage, mental bondage kneeling in position on the floor, mental play with the questions, sensation play, being used for Master pleasure it was all so good. If I had to make suggestions for how to make it better theres not many that I could make. Perhaps adding breast bondage to it and placing a vibrator inside of me to drive me insane, adding more sensory deprivation too it could work too, ear plugs or headphones and a hood at least for the duration of the bondage after all questioning me would not work if I could not hear the questions.
Master took some photos of me in last nights bondage so I have added them to this post thinking it might be nice to illustrate my post for once.
Master had planned on playing with me since earlier in the day but I had not realized that. In the afternoon he tried to make me go and have a nap because I was tired but I was a bad slave and fought him on it...until it came out that he wanted me to have a lay down so that I would have the energy to play later in the evening. He had not wanted to tell me he was going to play with me as he had wanted to surprise me. In hindsight I am angry with myself for not trusting that what ever he wanted me to do he had a good reason for it. It would have been so nice to have suddenly found him grapping me and putting me into bondage but perhaps that will happen one day in the near future. Before I ended up having my nap Master used me for his own pleasure and dragged out of me at the same time some of my sexual fantasy.
The scene was set with Master ordering me to lay out two lengths of rope, collar and ring gag, the silver box full of sensation toys and the shiney dog lead. While setting these toys out gave me a peek in to what he may have had planned and got my imagination going I could never have guessed just what it was he was going to do to me. After I cleaned the bed off and laid out the toys I set the mood by lighting candles and incense. Wanting to make what ever was coming have a little bit more of a romantic feel for once and I think that I had success with that one.
The scene began with Master putting the collar and ring gag on me he then put me into a strict bondage position. One that he had not used on me before. He bound my hands behind my back in a really good tie, it was comfortable but with no chance of escape from it but loose enough that i could hold it for long periods of time without circulation being cut off. He then tied my ankles together and ran a rope from my ankles to my collar forcing me to bend forward without any chance of sitting up striaght or laying down and leaving me open for him to play with, tease and touch me pretty much where ever he wanted. If my hands had not been behind my back he could have rolled me on to my back and fucked me but that wasn't the point of the scene at least not at this point in it. Having me bound securly Master then placed nipple clamps on me and pulled out the wheel and started running it over me, the sharp spikes causeing me to groan when they hurt that little bit too much. Once he had grown tired of that he started teasing me and pushing my buttons. It was a strict bondage position and I managed to hold it for twenty minutes before it grew to much and my back started aching. At this point he untied the rope connecting my collar and my feet so I could sit up and continued to play with me for a little longer before untying me. It was at this point where I made a mistake by thinking once he had untied me the scene was over. How wrong was I.
He lectured me on assuming and made me kneel with my knees speard apart and my head resting on the floor my arms out in front of me. Once I was in this position he started questioning me. Asking me what I was and what it meant to me. I don't know how long the questoioning went on for and I found it really hard to answer as I was afraid of giving the wrong answers. Being in that position and hearing that tone of voice that makes me weak at the knees and sends me in to slave mind space was amazing. I would have been content to stay like that for much longer if that was what Master wanted. It made me feel so submissive and slave like and now when I think about it again today my brain tells me that it would make a nice part of a collaring ceramony.
Master dragged me back on to the bed after some time kneeling and began to tease me. Telling me that I was not to kiss him without permission and then bringing his lips so close to mine and running his lips over mine but not kissing. As he teased I grew hotter and hotter, my body reacted in a way that it doesn't often react and all I wanted was him to kiss me. He also licked my face and stroked me with his hand. He pressed my downstairs buttons and then used me as he wished, using my mouth for him to fuck and then moving down and fucking me and using me like the slave I am. It was here though before he started fucking me that my words earlier in the day came back to haunt me. Master inserted a butt plug into my ass, fucked my mouth with a vibrator and filled my third hole with himself. I felt so full, so used and it really triggered that slave mind of mine. Feeling so full I really felt that Master could do what he wanted to me when he wanted. After that we were both tired and ended the scene snuggling up to each other and just enjoying being in his arms.
I loved last nights scene, it had so many elements to it physical bondage, mental bondage kneeling in position on the floor, mental play with the questions, sensation play, being used for Master pleasure it was all so good. If I had to make suggestions for how to make it better theres not many that I could make. Perhaps adding breast bondage to it and placing a vibrator inside of me to drive me insane, adding more sensory deprivation too it could work too, ear plugs or headphones and a hood at least for the duration of the bondage after all questioning me would not work if I could not hear the questions.
Master took some photos of me in last nights bondage so I have added them to this post thinking it might be nice to illustrate my post for once.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Avoiding issues (M/s)
I've asked Master if we can go to the movies but really I don't particularly want to go to the movies, I would prefer to stay at home and have some quiet time together... and yes this time that does mean that I want to play not that I just want to watch TV. We haven't played at all since last weekend but after the issues this week I don't want to ask Master to do anything with me, don't want to make him feel pushed into it, don't ev on then want to mention it or the lifestyle at all because talking about it just causes problems and I don't have the energy to fight anymore.
Nathan my ex had his new plaything over again last night and for once I actaully find myself not really caring. I slept soundly without keeping an ear out for any sounds they were making and didn't jump up out of bed the moment I heard them up this morning. Last night I was tempted to read his email again but managed to stop myself and realised that honestly I didn't want to know, didn't care what they are saying to each other. If she wants to call herself slave and him Master after three weeks then that is their bussiness but its not a real relationship anyway. They only see each other on the weekend, they go out for dinner, play, then go to sleep and usualy she goes home first thing the next morning. How that can be fufilling for anyone I don't know but I just don't care anymore. I have my Master and I have a strong relationship and thats all that really matters.
Ra'anna
Nathan my ex had his new plaything over again last night and for once I actaully find myself not really caring. I slept soundly without keeping an ear out for any sounds they were making and didn't jump up out of bed the moment I heard them up this morning. Last night I was tempted to read his email again but managed to stop myself and realised that honestly I didn't want to know, didn't care what they are saying to each other. If she wants to call herself slave and him Master after three weeks then that is their bussiness but its not a real relationship anyway. They only see each other on the weekend, they go out for dinner, play, then go to sleep and usualy she goes home first thing the next morning. How that can be fufilling for anyone I don't know but I just don't care anymore. I have my Master and I have a strong relationship and thats all that really matters.
Ra'anna
Friday, March 28, 2008
Issues (M/s)
Master and I are having issues. He feels that I am obessing about the lifestyle/fetish/kinky related stuff and apprently that has been all I have been wanting to talk about of late. Everytime I say that I wish we could have some time alone together his mind translates that to mean that I want him to play with me and do evil things to me. Yes sometimes that is what I want but not every time not even half the time, most of the time when I say I want us to have some alone time together it is because I want to do normal vanilla couple stuff like curling up together to watch a movie without having to worry about our housemates.
Okay, i'll admit it I have been talking about it quite often, it has been a primary focus of mine for the last few weeks, even when I am at uni sitting in a lecture the evil stuff that Master could do to me crosses my mind. Uni is really not the place to be having those thoughts but it does make boring lectures a little more interesting. The Master/slave life and everything that goes alone with it is such a big part of me that I can't divorce from myself. Its as big (or bigger) a part of me and my life as studying natural medicine or being a pagan. I understand that Master doesn't want to hear about it 24/7 and I don't mean to discuss it 24/7 it just comes out. I feel as though my life is mostly vanilla and I don't like that, by discussing it and looking at things online it doesn't feel vanilla it feels a little more real, a little more that yes this is what I am, what we are, what we are living. Yesterday I wrote a post about wanting more rules/rituals in place in daily life, that hasn't changed but I do beleive that if that occurs it will help me come down to ground and feel it daily rather then having to discuss it all the time. I don't want Master to set them in place unless he wants too though, I don't want him to feel like he has too do this to make me happy.
I have made comments of late that Jess is in sub frenzy perhaps the problem is that she is not the only one in sub frenzy and that I am there too. When Master plays with me it feels so good and I feel so loved and wanted that I want more. At the moment I can't see why its such a big issue me wanting to play quite often I can't see what the difference is between me wanting to play and a normal vanilla couple wanting sex every second day. Its normal, its healthy. Thats not to say that I beleive this lifestyle is all about sex far from it but its the easiest comparison I could make. If you like me wanting to play is no different from my friends playing computer games or sport, its something that I enjoy that makes me feel good... well usualy anyway. Now I can't help but wonder if Master plays with me is he only doing it because I want it or does he want it too?
I'm so confussed and twisted in knots and fighting with Master upsets me more then I let him see. Every time we fight I feel as though something inside of me breaks, everytime we fight I want to lock myself away and cry for a week. I don't know what he wants in this lifestyle anymore it seems to be different now then it was when we first started out and I don't know how to be the slave that he wants because I have no idea what he wants me to be.
As i type this I am trying hard not to burst into tears. I feel so lost and alone right now and nothing makes sense. My moods have been all over the place of late and one of the reasons I want Master to play with me so often is that it makes me feel alive. I feel numb and dead inside most of the time but when it is just me and Master and all my focus is on him and what he is doing to me or me serving him I feel alive and for that breif time I actaully get to feel something thats not pain, sadness or depression. I am such a mess perhaps its just better if I keep to myself for a while rather then driving everyone else crazy.
I guess the solution is not to talk about it, not to bring it up in conversation just leave it until he brings it up. Then at least he won't feel as though I am pushing him.
Willowmoon
Okay, i'll admit it I have been talking about it quite often, it has been a primary focus of mine for the last few weeks, even when I am at uni sitting in a lecture the evil stuff that Master could do to me crosses my mind. Uni is really not the place to be having those thoughts but it does make boring lectures a little more interesting. The Master/slave life and everything that goes alone with it is such a big part of me that I can't divorce from myself. Its as big (or bigger) a part of me and my life as studying natural medicine or being a pagan. I understand that Master doesn't want to hear about it 24/7 and I don't mean to discuss it 24/7 it just comes out. I feel as though my life is mostly vanilla and I don't like that, by discussing it and looking at things online it doesn't feel vanilla it feels a little more real, a little more that yes this is what I am, what we are, what we are living. Yesterday I wrote a post about wanting more rules/rituals in place in daily life, that hasn't changed but I do beleive that if that occurs it will help me come down to ground and feel it daily rather then having to discuss it all the time. I don't want Master to set them in place unless he wants too though, I don't want him to feel like he has too do this to make me happy.
I have made comments of late that Jess is in sub frenzy perhaps the problem is that she is not the only one in sub frenzy and that I am there too. When Master plays with me it feels so good and I feel so loved and wanted that I want more. At the moment I can't see why its such a big issue me wanting to play quite often I can't see what the difference is between me wanting to play and a normal vanilla couple wanting sex every second day. Its normal, its healthy. Thats not to say that I beleive this lifestyle is all about sex far from it but its the easiest comparison I could make. If you like me wanting to play is no different from my friends playing computer games or sport, its something that I enjoy that makes me feel good... well usualy anyway. Now I can't help but wonder if Master plays with me is he only doing it because I want it or does he want it too?
I'm so confussed and twisted in knots and fighting with Master upsets me more then I let him see. Every time we fight I feel as though something inside of me breaks, everytime we fight I want to lock myself away and cry for a week. I don't know what he wants in this lifestyle anymore it seems to be different now then it was when we first started out and I don't know how to be the slave that he wants because I have no idea what he wants me to be.
As i type this I am trying hard not to burst into tears. I feel so lost and alone right now and nothing makes sense. My moods have been all over the place of late and one of the reasons I want Master to play with me so often is that it makes me feel alive. I feel numb and dead inside most of the time but when it is just me and Master and all my focus is on him and what he is doing to me or me serving him I feel alive and for that breif time I actaully get to feel something thats not pain, sadness or depression. I am such a mess perhaps its just better if I keep to myself for a while rather then driving everyone else crazy.
I guess the solution is not to talk about it, not to bring it up in conversation just leave it until he brings it up. Then at least he won't feel as though I am pushing him.
Willowmoon
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Rules and Rituals M/s
Back when Master first became my Master he put some rules into place that at the time I hated. The rules about having to ask to eat or drink anything that wasn't water or that he had not placed in my drink bottle, the rule about having to ask to go to the bathroom, the rule about having to be waiting kneeling for him when he got home from work. Five months ago I hated those rules but now I find that I miss them. Those little things made me feel so much more controlled on a daily basis, those little things made me feel more like a slave and not just a sub playing at being a slave. I miss the nightly ritual of greeting Master when he comes home from work, I miss having to sms him to ask for permission to eat/drink or go to the bathroom. I miss these things but I don't want to ask him to put them back because I feel as though me asking for them would be topping from the bottom. I don't want to ask for these things because I know that they drive me crazy sometimes, I know that I have a hate love relationship with them and that the moment he makes them rules again I will groan and complain because of the reality of living by those rules but I need him to put things in place again that will help me remember my place and feel it on a daily basis. When I am eating something because Master told me too or because he said yes meal time becomes much more enjoyable.
Wanting (and not wanting) those rules back in place ties in to another topic that is on my mind. Rituals within the daily D/s lifestyle. I have read people that have rituals for everything, mealtime, sleep time just about anything you can think of there is a ritual to it/ Now as much as I love rituals thats going too far. What I would like is Master and I to have a few rituals of our own, there is a simple reason I would like this and its because ritual helps shift a persons brain to a particular mindset. The ritual of kneeling waiting to greet him in the evening helps shift from normal everyday vanilla life to the fact that yes I am a 24/7 slave. A bit like setting a scene with music and scent and lighting rituals set the scene for my daily life as a slave. I don't want a heap of rituals for every little thing what I would like is rituals for what I see as the important things in our day to day life. The evening greeting, one for when he is putting a collar around my neck and perhaps ones for weekend mornings when we wake up together and for bed time each night. Writing about this here, wanting this, making note of this however it making me feel as though I am topping from the bottom again. I know that I'm not, that I am just making my wants/needs heard and that I am living it up to Master to decide what he wants to do but still...
Ra'anna
Wanting (and not wanting) those rules back in place ties in to another topic that is on my mind. Rituals within the daily D/s lifestyle. I have read people that have rituals for everything, mealtime, sleep time just about anything you can think of there is a ritual to it/ Now as much as I love rituals thats going too far. What I would like is Master and I to have a few rituals of our own, there is a simple reason I would like this and its because ritual helps shift a persons brain to a particular mindset. The ritual of kneeling waiting to greet him in the evening helps shift from normal everyday vanilla life to the fact that yes I am a 24/7 slave. A bit like setting a scene with music and scent and lighting rituals set the scene for my daily life as a slave. I don't want a heap of rituals for every little thing what I would like is rituals for what I see as the important things in our day to day life. The evening greeting, one for when he is putting a collar around my neck and perhaps ones for weekend mornings when we wake up together and for bed time each night. Writing about this here, wanting this, making note of this however it making me feel as though I am topping from the bottom again. I know that I'm not, that I am just making my wants/needs heard and that I am living it up to Master to decide what he wants to do but still...
Ra'anna
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
The email I sent to a kinky helpline (M/s)
In september last year my ex and I broke up. We had been together in a Master/slave relationship and had been engaged to be married. Our relationship was good and strong, we cared about each other and were great friends but on the D/s side of things neither of us were getting what we needed. He was arrogant and had too much pride to ask anyone to help him learn anything, everything he knew he knew from books and websites and some of his play was not the safest to the point where I have been left with a long term tail injury from a paddle being used too hard in the wrong place. He never listened to me when I tried to give him advice, I was always told that when I did this I was topping from the bottom, when I found someone that could assist him to learn the right and safe way of doing things he wasn't interested. Our needs really didn't match I needed more play and more of a 24/7 lifestyle and he couldn't give me that. On the vanilla side of things I loved him but one day i realised that while yes I loved him I wasn't in love with him, it hit me all of a sudden that the feelings I had for him were the same as the feelings I had for my best friend. At that point I sat down with him and we talked and cried and came to the conclussion that neither of us could give what the other wanted and that both of us really only loved each other as friends so we broke up, I moved out and moved in with a Dom friend of mine and my ex and I worked hard at maintaing a friendship. We managed to save that friendship which I suppose is a good thing.
After I moved out I moved in with a male Dom friend of mine. I needed and craved someone to be in that Dom position in my life and so he took me under his wing and became my trainer, helping me get over my fears that were left from my ex and past relationships (every time any impact play occured I was terrified of being hurt) he taught me that pain could be enjoyable and wasn't always a punishment, he taught me that Doms/Master's can admit when they are weak or not good at something slowely I learnt to trust him and his domination and our friendship grew closer until we realised that the relationship we were having was not one of Trainer/slave rather it was a Master/slave relationship that day he gave me his consideration collar. Life continued, our relationship grew stronger in the vanilla world he was a fantastic boyfriend and in the D/s world everything I had longed for in a Master. The fact that we lived together meant that the honeymoon period was over a lot quicker then if we had met, started dating/playing and then got together. Sure we have our problems and we fight every so often but we talk and work through our issues. In Febuary things went wrong in the household we were living in and we were forced to move out. We moved in with my ex and my bestfriend and things were going well up until three weeks ago.
Three weeks ago my ex started seeing someone new, he brings her over and they go and play in his room and I find that I have become so irrational that its not funny. I don't care that he has found a girl I am happy for them but what gets me is he can do the things with her that i wanted him to do with me and he never did. I feel as though I was never good enough like there is something wrong with me that made me not good enough. If he was just having vanilla sex with her I could handle that but I am having trouble handling him playing with her and calling her his slave. She is new to the scene and things he is so wonderful and knows so much while I know better. The other day she passed out because he put her collar on her too tightly yet still she thinks he is so great. I see her walking around my house wearing hte collar and cuffs that i bought before i was even with my ex and i see red, i left them with my ex because I didn't want to use them as my brain asossociated them with him but seeing her wear them my brain screams no they are mine! I can hear them play clearly and i find myself listening to their conversations, phonecalls and snooping in his email reading everything she sends him. This is not me I don't do those kind of things but I can't seem to stop it. Now I find my behaviour is threating my relationship with my ex, threating my relationship with my Master and threatening my relationship with my bestfrined who is sick of hearing me talk about Nathan and Jess. It seems they are always on my mind, wondering what he is doing to her getting upset because he couldn't do it with me. Its not so much about them being together but my own insecuritys and low self worth telling me that I have and never will be good enough. its as though I am trapped in a glass bubble I can see what is happening outside it but the curve distorts the view and I am not seeing clearly. Its like there is two of me one doing all the bad stuff, saying the barbed comments trying to hurt and then me sitting there hearing it, seeing it and wondering what the hell I am doing but not being able to stop it. I need to get control of this before I lose so much but I have no idea how to get control of it.
Please help me
Ra'anna
After I moved out I moved in with a male Dom friend of mine. I needed and craved someone to be in that Dom position in my life and so he took me under his wing and became my trainer, helping me get over my fears that were left from my ex and past relationships (every time any impact play occured I was terrified of being hurt) he taught me that pain could be enjoyable and wasn't always a punishment, he taught me that Doms/Master's can admit when they are weak or not good at something slowely I learnt to trust him and his domination and our friendship grew closer until we realised that the relationship we were having was not one of Trainer/slave rather it was a Master/slave relationship that day he gave me his consideration collar. Life continued, our relationship grew stronger in the vanilla world he was a fantastic boyfriend and in the D/s world everything I had longed for in a Master. The fact that we lived together meant that the honeymoon period was over a lot quicker then if we had met, started dating/playing and then got together. Sure we have our problems and we fight every so often but we talk and work through our issues. In Febuary things went wrong in the household we were living in and we were forced to move out. We moved in with my ex and my bestfriend and things were going well up until three weeks ago.
Three weeks ago my ex started seeing someone new, he brings her over and they go and play in his room and I find that I have become so irrational that its not funny. I don't care that he has found a girl I am happy for them but what gets me is he can do the things with her that i wanted him to do with me and he never did. I feel as though I was never good enough like there is something wrong with me that made me not good enough. If he was just having vanilla sex with her I could handle that but I am having trouble handling him playing with her and calling her his slave. She is new to the scene and things he is so wonderful and knows so much while I know better. The other day she passed out because he put her collar on her too tightly yet still she thinks he is so great. I see her walking around my house wearing hte collar and cuffs that i bought before i was even with my ex and i see red, i left them with my ex because I didn't want to use them as my brain asossociated them with him but seeing her wear them my brain screams no they are mine! I can hear them play clearly and i find myself listening to their conversations, phonecalls and snooping in his email reading everything she sends him. This is not me I don't do those kind of things but I can't seem to stop it. Now I find my behaviour is threating my relationship with my ex, threating my relationship with my Master and threatening my relationship with my bestfrined who is sick of hearing me talk about Nathan and Jess. It seems they are always on my mind, wondering what he is doing to her getting upset because he couldn't do it with me. Its not so much about them being together but my own insecuritys and low self worth telling me that I have and never will be good enough. its as though I am trapped in a glass bubble I can see what is happening outside it but the curve distorts the view and I am not seeing clearly. Its like there is two of me one doing all the bad stuff, saying the barbed comments trying to hurt and then me sitting there hearing it, seeing it and wondering what the hell I am doing but not being able to stop it. I need to get control of this before I lose so much but I have no idea how to get control of it.
Please help me
Ra'anna
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Bondage and Rope (BDSM)
I am laying on the couch while Master has a nap and am amusing myself by watching youtube videos that are bondage tutorials. Theres so many of them there that I long for Master to try on me and can't wait until we get some more rope in the coming weeks so that he can do some of the more intricate comples ties that take up to 50 feet of rope to complete. I have been watching clips from 'The two knotty boys' these guys are the authors of a book (Showing you the ropes) I have been wanting for some time and after seeing their work I am wanting the book even more.
I am ordering rope from rainbow rope this week. Really pretty rope that was custom made for me in a lilac, pink and silver combination I plan on getting about 150 feet of that one cut into various lengths (50ft for the big intricate body harness type ties, four 15 foot lengths for wrist and ankle type ties and one 30ft for other ties that need a lot of rope but not quite as much as 50ft) If I can afford it I am also going to get some rope in solid colours perhaps a green as I know Master likes green or a nice solid pink colour (or both) In those colours I am thinking of getting 110 feet of each cut it to various lengths (One 50ft, One 30ft, Two 15ft) I really want to get colours of rope that will go well together so that if we run out of one colour while doing a tie we have another matching colout.
I am ordering rope from rainbow rope this week. Really pretty rope that was custom made for me in a lilac, pink and silver combination I plan on getting about 150 feet of that one cut into various lengths (50ft for the big intricate body harness type ties, four 15 foot lengths for wrist and ankle type ties and one 30ft for other ties that need a lot of rope but not quite as much as 50ft) If I can afford it I am also going to get some rope in solid colours perhaps a green as I know Master likes green or a nice solid pink colour (or both) In those colours I am thinking of getting 110 feet of each cut it to various lengths (One 50ft, One 30ft, Two 15ft) I really want to get colours of rope that will go well together so that if we run out of one colour while doing a tie we have another matching colout.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Annoyed
I'm annoyed and I feel bad about being annoyed. I have been wanting Master to use with me, to play with me since I got up but it hasn't happened instead he has been playing WoW and watching stargate since he got up. Getting annoyed about this makes me feel like a bad slave after all Master plays with me when HE wants too not when I want him too and I don't want to ask him to do anything with me because to me that feels as though I am topping from the bottom. I looked forward to this weekend because it meant time that Master and I could spend together. When I got up and discovered one housemate out and another heading out I was happy because it meant that the only person who would be home today was the one person that we don't have to worry about making noise around. Now the day is mostly over and nothing has happened. Master says that he is not feeling too well and I understand that and don't want to push him but I am still allowed to be dissapointed aren't I?
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Asking for play M/s
Its Easter this weekend. Okay I may not be christian but Easter means that Master will be home for four days in a row and that we can spend some time together doing what ever it may be that we want to do. At the moment it looks like mostly being a quiet weekend though we are considering going to a movie marathon on Sunday night apart from that I just want to relax, spend time with Master, do some study and spend some more time with Master. I would like to play/scene a fair bit over the weekend but that all depends on how Master feels and what he wants. Which brings me to something else I have been thinking about.
How does a slave let her Master know that she would like to play without making him feel pressured into playing with her or without looking like she is topping from the bottom? I sent Master an sms this afternoon that went along the lines of' 'What does Master wish to do with his slave this evening' and then wondered if that was topping from the bottom or coming on to strong. I do want to play, I want Master to use me and put me in my place. I want to feel like a slave and to know where I belong and to feel it as well. Its not just a want though its a need.
Ra'anna
How does a slave let her Master know that she would like to play without making him feel pressured into playing with her or without looking like she is topping from the bottom? I sent Master an sms this afternoon that went along the lines of' 'What does Master wish to do with his slave this evening' and then wondered if that was topping from the bottom or coming on to strong. I do want to play, I want Master to use me and put me in my place. I want to feel like a slave and to know where I belong and to feel it as well. Its not just a want though its a need.
Ra'anna
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Things going nicely
Things are going well at the moment. I'm not feeling as though there is a huge distance between Master and I and i'm also not feeling like everything is just vanilla with topping. I don't know if this is due to going to the party or playing last night and Sunday, I don't know if its because we are both feeling more settled in our new environment or if its that we have both adjusted to work/uni and are not as tired perhaps its a little bit of all of the above but what ever it is its nice to feel this way and nice to know that things are on track, that I am loved and that I am owned.
Master got himself a new mobile yesterday which means now I can actaully get in contact with him when I need to without having to sign in to msn on my mobile phone. We managed to co-oridante well enough to meet up and catch the bus home together tonight which was nice even if both of us did use the time to nap. With Master getting a new phone I only wonder how long it will be before the old rule of me having to be waiting kneeling for him when he gets home goes in to place. The only reason it stopped was because he had no way of letting me know when he was almost home.
Master got himself a new mobile yesterday which means now I can actaully get in contact with him when I need to without having to sign in to msn on my mobile phone. We managed to co-oridante well enough to meet up and catch the bus home together tonight which was nice even if both of us did use the time to nap. With Master getting a new phone I only wonder how long it will be before the old rule of me having to be waiting kneeling for him when he gets home goes in to place. The only reason it stopped was because he had no way of letting me know when he was almost home.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Feeling better (M/s)
After attending the party with Master last night I am actaully feeling better about everything in general. I feel more secure in my relationship then I did last week and am not resenting my ex's new girl anymore. I don't feel as though I am not good enough or that him being able to play with her easily is any reflection on me instead I know that him and I were just not right for each other, our needs were not the same as so we did not work, its no reflection on either of us just the way things are in this world. Now I am with Master AJ and my needs are met, our needs are compatable and because of that we might just work out. I don't want to look too far in to the future I don't want to think that perhaps this time this really will be 'the one' for me but maybe just maybe we will last and will make it together.
Playing with Master last night and today has been wonderful. I give up control to him to easily its not a struggle, not something that I have to fight and when I give it up I trust him completly. No longer do I have to hold a piece of myself back making sure that everything is safe and that I won't get hurt. Now I can give up control and submit fully and completly and its such a releif and feeling of freedom that I get from that. I had problems with my ex because he was too arrogant to ask for help or to think that he could be wrong about something but Master is not like that (mostly) he will ask for help and will usualy listen to someone elses ideas even if he doesn't like being wrong. I have an injury from my ex's inexpereince that will take a long time to heal and it has made it harder for me to trust that I won't get hurt again but I do trust Master.
I am worried about my Ex. He has recently started playing with a new girl who has very little experience and I worry that he may be pushing her too far to fast. Isn't the golden rule in the begining to always leave them wanting more not to push them to the point where they are in tears?
Ra'anna
Playing with Master last night and today has been wonderful. I give up control to him to easily its not a struggle, not something that I have to fight and when I give it up I trust him completly. No longer do I have to hold a piece of myself back making sure that everything is safe and that I won't get hurt. Now I can give up control and submit fully and completly and its such a releif and feeling of freedom that I get from that. I had problems with my ex because he was too arrogant to ask for help or to think that he could be wrong about something but Master is not like that (mostly) he will ask for help and will usualy listen to someone elses ideas even if he doesn't like being wrong. I have an injury from my ex's inexpereince that will take a long time to heal and it has made it harder for me to trust that I won't get hurt again but I do trust Master.
I am worried about my Ex. He has recently started playing with a new girl who has very little experience and I worry that he may be pushing her too far to fast. Isn't the golden rule in the begining to always leave them wanting more not to push them to the point where they are in tears?
Ra'anna
Party Review (BDSM)
Wow what a night. Compared to the first party I attended back in October this party was a lot smaller and of course less people meant that I more comfortable then in a larger group. The party was a lot of fun and both Master and I enjoyed ourselves very much. The people that I dislike were not in attendanca and everyone that was there were open, welcoming and accepting. I wore a short almost see through skirt, fishnet stockings, fishnet top, and a pvc harness and got so many comments about how good I looked and was told multiple times that I was the best dressed person there that it made me actaully feel good. It was a shave for a cure party and we managed to raise over $2000 its good to see a group thats not apathic towards helping other people.
Going to the party with Master was great, he talked to people and got involved and I felt more at ease so much so that I was willing to play in public which is a first for me. I just feel so comfortable with Master, I know that his not going to let anyone do anything bad to me and I know that he will only do things to me that he knows is safe. While my ex may have owned my Body I don't think he ever really owned my mind and heart the way that Master AJ does.
The first bit of play we did was in a cage. The cage goes round and round and round andround and Master restrained so that my wrists we hooked to eyebolts at the top of the cage he also put my hood on me. I love sensory deprivation but this took it to a whole other level. The motion of cage really put me off balance and not being able to see anything added to that. There was just me and voices sounding like they were coming from far away. Master ended that scene fairly quickly as we drew a crowd and he knows how shy I am. Though with the skirt I was wearing and going round and round I managed to earn myself the nickname of Ballerina... I quite like this and plan on getting myself a few other skirts that are similar but will keep to the theme and the fact that they are giving me a nickname means that people in the group have accepted us as being part of the group.
The second play we did was the scary one. Master knew that I had been interested in cutting/bloodplay for a long time but had never got to experience it, he also knew that it was something I was terrified off due to my past as a cutter. Master found someone who has much expereince with this and before I knew what was happening I had agreed to letting Max cut me and teach Master how to do it, so we found a quiet spot in the lounge room and laid me down on the coffee table. Master and Max then drew the design that Master wanted on me (a butterfly) and then the cutting started. My heart was racing but I controlled my breathing, breathing deeply in and then out, in and then out, as Max cut he rested his other hand gentle on me while on the other side of me Master was stroking me and encouraging me and between then I felt safe. When the idea of cutting first came up I didn't know what to expect. Would it hurt more then I could handle? Would I be able to take it? Would I dissapoint Master and have to back out half way through. The answers to those questions are no, yes and no. As the blade made its first cut I took a deep breath and yes it hurt but the pain wasn't as bad as I had expected. It was kind of like somebody with really long sharp nails was scratching me but a little more painful and to be honest I don't think it was as painful as when I use to cut myself. As I laid there I had a huge oh shit moment when my brain said to me hang on there cutting you why are you allowing this? Typical survival instincts I guess. Something hurts and the bodys instinct is to stop it but I didn't stop it I just breathed through it. So Max did the first half and then Master finished it off with Max coaching him. I concentrated on my breathing and the pain almost drove me to subspace not quite but I think if it had off benn a little larger I would have got there. Today it is a tiny bit sore but I have a pretty butterfly on my back and am proud of myself for doing something that I was so afraid off.
The last play we did was something that I had been wanting to try for so long and thought that I would never get the change. I got to experience being in a vac bed and WOW. Talk about sensory deprivation sound was extremly muffled to the point where it took effort to listen so I gave up and retreated into my own world. I couldn't move, couldn't see or hear and all I could feel was Master touching me through the bed. The vac bed left me so floaty so that I was glad it was time to go home once I had done there and when I looked at the clock and saw that I was two am I was shocked. The night had passed so quickly that it almost seemed like I had lost time.
So yes the party was great and I can't wait until the next one comes around. Oh Master bought me a presnt yesterday. A gorgeous lockable collar made by JJ Brisbane resident leather worker. His workmanship is fantasitc. I thought that Master Joe in Melbourne was good but JJ is ever better. I now actaully have a collar that has no metal at all touching my neck which means that I can wear it for as long as Master wants me too without having to worry about an allergic reaction. I wish that I could wear it forever and never have to take it off but its not really suitable for uni and day to day wear. Around the house wear yes and I am wearing it right now. I can't wait until Master can afford my every day collar that he wants to get me. Its so pretty and I really look forward to him placing it around my neck and hearing him ask me what I am and what I can give him and then hearing him say that I am his girl and he can do what ever he wants with me. mmmmmmmmmmm.
Ra'anna
Going to the party with Master was great, he talked to people and got involved and I felt more at ease so much so that I was willing to play in public which is a first for me. I just feel so comfortable with Master, I know that his not going to let anyone do anything bad to me and I know that he will only do things to me that he knows is safe. While my ex may have owned my Body I don't think he ever really owned my mind and heart the way that Master AJ does.
The first bit of play we did was in a cage. The cage goes round and round and round andround and Master restrained so that my wrists we hooked to eyebolts at the top of the cage he also put my hood on me. I love sensory deprivation but this took it to a whole other level. The motion of cage really put me off balance and not being able to see anything added to that. There was just me and voices sounding like they were coming from far away. Master ended that scene fairly quickly as we drew a crowd and he knows how shy I am. Though with the skirt I was wearing and going round and round I managed to earn myself the nickname of Ballerina... I quite like this and plan on getting myself a few other skirts that are similar but will keep to the theme and the fact that they are giving me a nickname means that people in the group have accepted us as being part of the group.
The second play we did was the scary one. Master knew that I had been interested in cutting/bloodplay for a long time but had never got to experience it, he also knew that it was something I was terrified off due to my past as a cutter. Master found someone who has much expereince with this and before I knew what was happening I had agreed to letting Max cut me and teach Master how to do it, so we found a quiet spot in the lounge room and laid me down on the coffee table. Master and Max then drew the design that Master wanted on me (a butterfly) and then the cutting started. My heart was racing but I controlled my breathing, breathing deeply in and then out, in and then out, as Max cut he rested his other hand gentle on me while on the other side of me Master was stroking me and encouraging me and between then I felt safe. When the idea of cutting first came up I didn't know what to expect. Would it hurt more then I could handle? Would I be able to take it? Would I dissapoint Master and have to back out half way through. The answers to those questions are no, yes and no. As the blade made its first cut I took a deep breath and yes it hurt but the pain wasn't as bad as I had expected. It was kind of like somebody with really long sharp nails was scratching me but a little more painful and to be honest I don't think it was as painful as when I use to cut myself. As I laid there I had a huge oh shit moment when my brain said to me hang on there cutting you why are you allowing this? Typical survival instincts I guess. Something hurts and the bodys instinct is to stop it but I didn't stop it I just breathed through it. So Max did the first half and then Master finished it off with Max coaching him. I concentrated on my breathing and the pain almost drove me to subspace not quite but I think if it had off benn a little larger I would have got there. Today it is a tiny bit sore but I have a pretty butterfly on my back and am proud of myself for doing something that I was so afraid off.
The last play we did was something that I had been wanting to try for so long and thought that I would never get the change. I got to experience being in a vac bed and WOW. Talk about sensory deprivation sound was extremly muffled to the point where it took effort to listen so I gave up and retreated into my own world. I couldn't move, couldn't see or hear and all I could feel was Master touching me through the bed. The vac bed left me so floaty so that I was glad it was time to go home once I had done there and when I looked at the clock and saw that I was two am I was shocked. The night had passed so quickly that it almost seemed like I had lost time.
So yes the party was great and I can't wait until the next one comes around. Oh Master bought me a presnt yesterday. A gorgeous lockable collar made by JJ Brisbane resident leather worker. His workmanship is fantasitc. I thought that Master Joe in Melbourne was good but JJ is ever better. I now actaully have a collar that has no metal at all touching my neck which means that I can wear it for as long as Master wants me too without having to worry about an allergic reaction. I wish that I could wear it forever and never have to take it off but its not really suitable for uni and day to day wear. Around the house wear yes and I am wearing it right now. I can't wait until Master can afford my every day collar that he wants to get me. Its so pretty and I really look forward to him placing it around my neck and hearing him ask me what I am and what I can give him and then hearing him say that I am his girl and he can do what ever he wants with me. mmmmmmmmmmm.
Ra'anna
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Not good enough (M/s)
So it seems that I am having issues about my ex playing with a new girl. I don't want to be like this, I am happy for him and want him to be happy and to find somebody that works for him not to mention I am in a happy committed relationship so why am I having so many issues with this?
Most of the issues seem to come from the idea of him playing with another girl, I don't care if he sleeps with her but when he hints at what he wants to do in a scene with her I get weird. My thoughts scream why couldn't he do that with me, why can he play so easily with someone else when he couldn't with me?
I know why this is happening. I feel as though I was never a good enough slave for him, as though our inability to do scenes and live that lifestyle is a negative reflection on me and it makes me think that I must be a bad person or ugly or just not attractive enough or submissive enough for people to want to do anything with me.
Yeap feeling inferior and just weird. This is something that is new to me. In the past I haven't cared when my ex got a new girl I was happy for them and I am happy for him to but theres this little voice inside my head that keeps screaming at me telling me that I wasn't good enough and that the same thing will happen with Master that in a few months/years time I won't be good enough for him anymore and that he will leave me.
Ra'anna
Most of the issues seem to come from the idea of him playing with another girl, I don't care if he sleeps with her but when he hints at what he wants to do in a scene with her I get weird. My thoughts scream why couldn't he do that with me, why can he play so easily with someone else when he couldn't with me?
I know why this is happening. I feel as though I was never a good enough slave for him, as though our inability to do scenes and live that lifestyle is a negative reflection on me and it makes me think that I must be a bad person or ugly or just not attractive enough or submissive enough for people to want to do anything with me.
Yeap feeling inferior and just weird. This is something that is new to me. In the past I haven't cared when my ex got a new girl I was happy for them and I am happy for him to but theres this little voice inside my head that keeps screaming at me telling me that I wasn't good enough and that the same thing will happen with Master that in a few months/years time I won't be good enough for him anymore and that he will leave me.
Ra'anna
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Going to our first event together (Bdsm)
This Saturday Master and I are going out into the Brisbane/Gold coast lifestyle scene for the first time together and I am nervous. I know that I always get nervous before things like this so I am working at reminding myself how much I enjoyed the last party I went to with my ex. I did enjoy myself a lot that night even without playing and I know that play is not expected of me. For the most part this group is a good bunch of people though like any group in this lifestyle it does have some complete dropkicks in it too. You know the sort of Dom who expects any sub/slave to obey them or the Misstress that thinks she is much above everybody else. Still there are a lot of nice people in this group and it will be good to see them again and get to know them better. I am stressing at the moment about what to wear. I want to look good for Master and want to have Master proud of me I also want to make him look good.
Going out into the scene is a really hard thing for me to do. I am a shy person and don't tend to deal well with large groups of people but I want to try because I know that if we can make some friends in the scene Master and I could have a lot of fun but so many people in the scene are older then us and for some reason those older members of the scene tend to look down on those in their twentys. Its kind of funny actaully there are people in their 50s that look down on those in their twentys yet they may have only had one or two years experience when someone in their twentys could have had five years.
Going out into the scene is a really hard thing for me to do. I am a shy person and don't tend to deal well with large groups of people but I want to try because I know that if we can make some friends in the scene Master and I could have a lot of fun but so many people in the scene are older then us and for some reason those older members of the scene tend to look down on those in their twentys. Its kind of funny actaully there are people in their 50s that look down on those in their twentys yet they may have only had one or two years experience when someone in their twentys could have had five years.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Truely owned (M/s)
How does one know that she is truely owned? When her Master can come in when she is being stupid and irrational and manage to get her to focus completly on him. When her Master can take her from having no interest in anything sexual to wanting to be screwed and not being able to think of anything else. When ones Master can make you weak at the knees by a look or a simple touch it is then that you know you are truely owned.
Last night I was being irrational, my ex just got a new potential love interest and she came over for a while. This didn't sit well with me for some reason and I really struggled with it until at about 1.00am in the morning I opened up and told Master what was on my mind, despite being terrified that he would hate me and not want me anymore because of it I still told him what was going on. His response was too hold me and talk to me about it and then he pushed my buttons and woke up all that desire for him that for some reason I have a bad habit of hiding behind huge walls.
Master took me and kept complete control as he screwed me. He slapped me and pulled my hair controlling the rytham and everything about it. Nothing was in my control and nothing was on my mind except for wanting to please him. When we had finished I felt better about everything and not so messed up. It funny how Master being so forceful and sex being so rough can put me in that place that I want to stay in.
Today I feel better about things. Though right now I want to play. I crave being restrained and played with.
Willow
Last night I was being irrational, my ex just got a new potential love interest and she came over for a while. This didn't sit well with me for some reason and I really struggled with it until at about 1.00am in the morning I opened up and told Master what was on my mind, despite being terrified that he would hate me and not want me anymore because of it I still told him what was going on. His response was too hold me and talk to me about it and then he pushed my buttons and woke up all that desire for him that for some reason I have a bad habit of hiding behind huge walls.
Master took me and kept complete control as he screwed me. He slapped me and pulled my hair controlling the rytham and everything about it. Nothing was in my control and nothing was on my mind except for wanting to please him. When we had finished I felt better about everything and not so messed up. It funny how Master being so forceful and sex being so rough can put me in that place that I want to stay in.
Today I feel better about things. Though right now I want to play. I crave being restrained and played with.
Willow
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Dream dungeon (BDSM)
You enter through two large wooden doors and find a huge gothic victorian styled room. The room has stone floors that are covered with thick turkish or victorian style carpets. The walls are either a dark purple and windows covered with heavy black velvet curtans or black with blood red velvet curtains. In the corner of each room are six foot tall statues of gargoyles. Lighting is dim, wall lambs with gothic dragon or gargoyle scones and black wrought iron candle holders each holding five lit candles. There is an exposed Beam running across the roof with a commercial pivot joint attached to the center. Hanging from this joint would be a thick cross ring that would have chains and pulleys for suspension play. The space also has central heating and air conditioning so that it can be as comfortable or as uncomfortable as the Master wishes. Hanging from a wrought iron hook on the left wall in a censor allowing the scene to be set with what ever scent fits best.
Directly across from the entrance is a diaz about a foot and a half high made of stone. A single high back chair much like a thrown stands on it, the back of the chair is 3 to 4 feet high and the seat is soft with thick cushions. On the front side of the diaz there is a metal ring in the stone. On one side of the room near one corner is a large wooden post with metal rings and chains. On the other corner is a St Andrews Cross. The post is secured to both the floor and ceiling of the room. On the other side of the room is a set of stocks and a flogging horse. About two thirds of the way in the room are several large cushions on the floor. One each side of the diaz on the walls are whips, floggers and other instruments of torture. In a corner of the room stands an amoire that holds all the other toys and costumes that are not suitable for displaying on the walls such as clamps, insertables and the collection of hardware.
There are three steps that lead down into a small alcove on the right of the room. This room has stone walls and floor and is lit again with wrought iron candle holders in each corner. There is a curtain that divides this space off from the dungeon. In the centre of the alcove a small stone pool big enough to fit four comfortably is set into the floor. The pool is fitted with modern equipment making it a spa pool. At each edge of the pool and set in the bottom of the pool are metal rings to chain slaves too. In the back right corner of the alcove is a shower with a hose attachment so that the Master can spray his slave clean if that is what he desires. A shelf is set in to the wall and holds soft clean eygyptan cotton towels, face washers, soap and other bath time essentials.
Directly across from the entrance is a diaz about a foot and a half high made of stone. A single high back chair much like a thrown stands on it, the back of the chair is 3 to 4 feet high and the seat is soft with thick cushions. On the front side of the diaz there is a metal ring in the stone. On one side of the room near one corner is a large wooden post with metal rings and chains. On the other corner is a St Andrews Cross. The post is secured to both the floor and ceiling of the room. On the other side of the room is a set of stocks and a flogging horse. About two thirds of the way in the room are several large cushions on the floor. One each side of the diaz on the walls are whips, floggers and other instruments of torture. In a corner of the room stands an amoire that holds all the other toys and costumes that are not suitable for displaying on the walls such as clamps, insertables and the collection of hardware.
There are three steps that lead down into a small alcove on the right of the room. This room has stone walls and floor and is lit again with wrought iron candle holders in each corner. There is a curtain that divides this space off from the dungeon. In the centre of the alcove a small stone pool big enough to fit four comfortably is set into the floor. The pool is fitted with modern equipment making it a spa pool. At each edge of the pool and set in the bottom of the pool are metal rings to chain slaves too. In the back right corner of the alcove is a shower with a hose attachment so that the Master can spray his slave clean if that is what he desires. A shelf is set in to the wall and holds soft clean eygyptan cotton towels, face washers, soap and other bath time essentials.
The Chain Trick (BDSM)
mmmm this sounds yummy I can imagine it combined with having my wrists locked in heavy metal cuffs and secured to the head of the bed by chain and more padlocks.
The Chain Trick….
A delicious dessert for two.
Ingredients: A length of chrome plated ¼" proof coil chain. Rubbing alcohol. Dish soap. `Personal' Lube Willing and sexually adventurous woman of legal age.
SERVES TWO (Or more if you play well with others.)
Prepare length of chain: Cautions: Chrome plated chain. Not galvanized. New; not old. Run your fingers over each link and look for welds that are not smooth. Reject any length with flaws. Rinse off the residue of the manufacturers oil with dish soap. Sterilize with alcohol but rinse it off before it comes into contact with her delicate membranes. Wash off the alcohol in warm water. You want it clean and sterile. It doesn't hurt to have it slightly warm too. Wrap it in a towel… you'll need the towel later. Set the wrapped chain aside.
Prepare Willing Wench of legal age. Note: Personal tastes and techniques vary. Do what works best for you. Wench should be happy and secure. Wench should be excited and feeling playful. Wench likely has NO IDEA how strong this will be. Neither do you. Have fun with that! Warm up Wench. Get her wet. If she's multiorgasmic (lucky you!) let her cum a few times. Little orgasms at this point are perfect.
Now combine previously prepared chain and warmed Willing Wench and serve.
Use lube. Use more lube.
Spread Wench. Knees up, ankles at her sides, lying on her back. Place a pillow under her if it helps make her birth canal open. Use lube.
Slowly insert the chain link by link. Caution: you can pinch delicate folds between the links if you are not careful. Fact of the matter is…you probably will. If you go slow it will be a tiny pinch. To avoid pinching use lots of lube and slip each link into the one that preceded it (it will become obvious quickly how that's done.) Have fun with it. Insert the first few links as far as you can easily reach with one finger. They will move back as the latter links follow. The chain slowly fills and stretches her vagina. There are few nerves ending in the muscular walls of the vagina. These are rarely stimulated even during sex. This stretching introduces new sensations which can be quite powerful.
USE LUBE. Liberally. (That's why you brought the chain in a towel. Use the towel under her. Some lubes stain – especially on satin.)
The sensations you are creating are very much like those induced by `fisting'. The advantage of the chain is that you don't have to pass a large fist through the vaginal opening. There are some other advantages; she can move around more. That can be fun too. Try different positions when the chain is inside her. Let her roll on her side or on to her tummy. She may be able to walk with the chain inside her; that's very interesting!
Note on how much chain to use. You won't know in advance how much she can take. Buy a couple of different lengths; 2', 3' and 4'. They're cheap (about $1.50/foot) and you'll find lots of ways to play with the different lengths. Some women can't take more than 2 feet. Some can. A four foot chain makes an interesting toy for two women to share.
Be playful. Lick her clit as you're inserting the chain. Rub her g-spot as the link goes in. Stop every now and then and insert your finger alongside the chain. Interesting isn't it? Tight too!
She will want to cum. Don't let her. Tell her to wait. It gets better. Much better.
When you've got all the chain that feels comfortable to you both folded and molded inside her begin to bring her closer to the peak. Don't rush it. Take your time. Enjoy it. She will. Let her fall back from the edge…. And help her climb up again. Let her squeeze down against the chain until you believe that she cannot stand it any more.
PULL THE CHAIN OUT. Do it in one continuous and rapid motion. Be prepared for her to squirt. (Towel under her is important.)
Lay the chain on her tummy where she can feel the weight against her uterus. (Isn't it astonishing how hot it is?!) Move immediately to where you can hold her. Hold her through the shaking after quakes. (Don't worry if she won't talk for a while; some women faint.) Keep cuddling her for about 10 minutes. If you touch her clit she may explode. Wait.
The Chain Trick….
A delicious dessert for two.
Ingredients: A length of chrome plated ¼" proof coil chain. Rubbing alcohol. Dish soap. `Personal' Lube Willing and sexually adventurous woman of legal age.
SERVES TWO (Or more if you play well with others.)
Prepare length of chain: Cautions: Chrome plated chain. Not galvanized. New; not old. Run your fingers over each link and look for welds that are not smooth. Reject any length with flaws. Rinse off the residue of the manufacturers oil with dish soap. Sterilize with alcohol but rinse it off before it comes into contact with her delicate membranes. Wash off the alcohol in warm water. You want it clean and sterile. It doesn't hurt to have it slightly warm too. Wrap it in a towel… you'll need the towel later. Set the wrapped chain aside.
Prepare Willing Wench of legal age. Note: Personal tastes and techniques vary. Do what works best for you. Wench should be happy and secure. Wench should be excited and feeling playful. Wench likely has NO IDEA how strong this will be. Neither do you. Have fun with that! Warm up Wench. Get her wet. If she's multiorgasmic (lucky you!) let her cum a few times. Little orgasms at this point are perfect.
Now combine previously prepared chain and warmed Willing Wench and serve.
Use lube. Use more lube.
Spread Wench. Knees up, ankles at her sides, lying on her back. Place a pillow under her if it helps make her birth canal open. Use lube.
Slowly insert the chain link by link. Caution: you can pinch delicate folds between the links if you are not careful. Fact of the matter is…you probably will. If you go slow it will be a tiny pinch. To avoid pinching use lots of lube and slip each link into the one that preceded it (it will become obvious quickly how that's done.) Have fun with it. Insert the first few links as far as you can easily reach with one finger. They will move back as the latter links follow. The chain slowly fills and stretches her vagina. There are few nerves ending in the muscular walls of the vagina. These are rarely stimulated even during sex. This stretching introduces new sensations which can be quite powerful.
USE LUBE. Liberally. (That's why you brought the chain in a towel. Use the towel under her. Some lubes stain – especially on satin.)
The sensations you are creating are very much like those induced by `fisting'. The advantage of the chain is that you don't have to pass a large fist through the vaginal opening. There are some other advantages; she can move around more. That can be fun too. Try different positions when the chain is inside her. Let her roll on her side or on to her tummy. She may be able to walk with the chain inside her; that's very interesting!
Note on how much chain to use. You won't know in advance how much she can take. Buy a couple of different lengths; 2', 3' and 4'. They're cheap (about $1.50/foot) and you'll find lots of ways to play with the different lengths. Some women can't take more than 2 feet. Some can. A four foot chain makes an interesting toy for two women to share.
Be playful. Lick her clit as you're inserting the chain. Rub her g-spot as the link goes in. Stop every now and then and insert your finger alongside the chain. Interesting isn't it? Tight too!
She will want to cum. Don't let her. Tell her to wait. It gets better. Much better.
When you've got all the chain that feels comfortable to you both folded and molded inside her begin to bring her closer to the peak. Don't rush it. Take your time. Enjoy it. She will. Let her fall back from the edge…. And help her climb up again. Let her squeeze down against the chain until you believe that she cannot stand it any more.
PULL THE CHAIN OUT. Do it in one continuous and rapid motion. Be prepared for her to squirt. (Towel under her is important.)
Lay the chain on her tummy where she can feel the weight against her uterus. (Isn't it astonishing how hot it is?!) Move immediately to where you can hold her. Hold her through the shaking after quakes. (Don't worry if she won't talk for a while; some women faint.) Keep cuddling her for about 10 minutes. If you touch her clit she may explode. Wait.
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