He wears black boxer briefs, also a rope corselet in white, a rope pentagram harness in white and red, a collar, wrist and ankle cuffs, a ball gag, a blindfold, he is kneeling.
I clip his wrist cuffs to the rope at his belly, I examine the ties, the loops, the smoothness of the rope around him, reach between his legs to pull the ends forward, through his legs and up to attach it to the d-rings on his collar, I pull it tight, I am touching him, exposed skin, my knee pressed against his groin.
I stroke the rope that slips around and around his body, tug on the knots to watch him react, I see something change when I put pressure on the rope attached to the collar and pull his face towards me, he reaches for me, I feel it awaken.
I pull his sightless face to me, his mouth stretched silently open around the ball gag, I touch my cheek to his gently, then explore his face softly with mine, his breathing changes with this intimacy, I brush his skin with my cheek, I nudge gently at his nose with my nose, I let my lip catch on his, he leans further into me, moves his head to find me as I change positions, as if he would kiss me if he wasn’t blind and mute. I can smell the desire in him rising, he shifts on his knees, a shuffle, leans further forward to reach for me, he is hard up against my knees now, I place a hand on his chest to stop him toppling over. His almost imperceptible movement, his unseeing search for more contact sharpens my focus, makes my heart beat a little faster.
I do this for a long time, travelling his face with mine, inhaling him, drinking in his reaction, it is a silent exploration, feather touches, tender, subtle, almost nothing at all, I can feel how it gets inside him, he is sending me waves of want, it crackles between us, it is a gentle and powerful hotness.
Finally I whisper in his ear, “How are you doing there?”
He tilts his head to press his cheek against mine, nods, and the moment slips away.
My play experience, while fun and interesting, never came close to having any of the intimacy or hotness that you describe. I guess it just depends on the individuals involved.
slapshot: “My play experience, while fun and interesting, never came close to having any of the intimacy or hotness that you describe. I guess it just depends on the individuals involved.”
It depends on a whole bunch of things, yes… the individuals, the circumstances, the type of play, the relationship, the environment etc etc.
We had been playing for quite some time by this stage, lots of gentle touching in a quiet space, it's not something that just 'happens', I build up to it.
I don't do casual play because I need and want that intimate exchange to make it work for me, that's what makes me go 'Ohhh!'. Being able to get to it in this play with Richie was both wonderful and disturbing.
i really enjoy reading from a Domme's perspective and find great value in it.
well written and electric, Miss.
very, very hot… wonderful way to start the day.
*smiles and says nothing*
Hah! You know what I'm going to say . . .
I'd just need to know that I could call you 'Ma'am', and that I could look at your face and know that you were accepting the title the way it was meant.
Thereafter, all that you've described would be wonderful hotness. But, then, so would something as simple as your telling me to brush my hair.
Sir Puppington Lothian.
Mina: “i really enjoy reading from a Domme's perspective and find great value in it.”
Good, I'm glad to hear it, and you are very welcome!!
Coug: “*smiles and says nothing*”
Ahh… the answer to the silent question is: No Cougs, there was no cattle prod…
puppy: “I'd just need to know that I could call you 'Ma'am', and that I could look at your face and know that you were accepting the title the way it was meant.”
*smile* Well, once the ball gag is in, it is hard to call me anything except “nnngghhh”…
“But, then, so would something as simple as your telling me to brush my hair.”
No, no… brush *my* hair!!
I normally try to make poignant, eloquent comments to prove (as much to myself as anyone else) that I'm not just a creepy internet wanker. So it is with some chagrin that I find the following words to be the most accurate representation of my feelings:
That was *really* hot.
submissivedude: “That was *really* hot.”
*laugh* Poignantly and eloquently stated, thank you!
Very lovely! Sometimes its the simple things that make it so HOT and yummy! Thanks for the reminder.
Maggie: “Very lovely!”
It really was, yes!
“Sometimes its the simple things that make it so HOT and yummy! Thanks for the reminder.”
Hey! I'll have you know that had to work really hard with all that rope before I could get us to this point!! Simple…?! Pffftt… *laugh*