Tied up Tuesday

Well it is one of my favorite days of the week. Tied up Tuesday. And since this is going to be a regular weekly theme, I would like to start off easy....what size color or type of rope is your favorite. How tight or loose.

I like heavier gage solid braid poly for my aesthetic rope work. Dark colors for light skin and light colors for darker skin.

If I am going for a torture tie or something that requires a certain type of mark well then we go for a smaller gage rope. Color is of little import here as it is the effect that is far more important.

Tight or tighter. For a general tie I like the larger gage and not to snug, but just enough to compress the skin 1/2 as much as a pain or securing tie. I also find, and lusciously so, that the tight tie is most often where a sub goes off into la la land. They go away to subspace not to return any time soon.

So share with me....what are your favorite ropes colors and snugness of ties.

Masochistic Monday

The votes are in and Mondays from now on will be Masochistic Mondays.

So we will delve into masochism.

1 : a sexual perversion characterized by pleasure in being subjected to pain or humiliation especially by a love object — compare sadism 2 : pleasure in being abused or dominated : a taste for suffering

So I am not a masochist, but I know several who are. The question I have today is what part of masochism is it that you like. The Pain or the humilliation or the abuse or being dominated or suffering.

As for me, I like to inflict mostly Domination and suffering. Most everything I do is more mental. Teasing, torturing, and (I know I should not go here but...) ticking.

The only pain I really like to inflict is the pain of a tight bondage or of a really good spanking/flogging.

Long Absence

I know I know I have been gone from here for over a month. I have just been over worked and well now under appriciated. I am joining the ranks of the millions...I get laid off on January 1st...yummy.
Well at least I will have time to get caught up here. .....

Masochistic Monday

1. Psychiatry. the condition in which sexual gratification depends on suffering, physical pain, and humiliation.

2. gratification gained from pain, deprivation, degradation, etc., inflicted or imposed on oneself, either as a result of one's own actions or the actions of others, esp. the tendency to seek this form of gratification.

3. the act of turning one's destructive tendencies inward or upon oneself.

4. the tendency to find pleasure in self-denial, submissiveness, etc.

So given the above definitions, (since some on here seem to confuse their roles), I would love to hear what masochistic thing you did over the weekend.

I rode my bicycle 40 miles in the rain. Just to prove I could. My ass hurts and it is not even from a good spanking or flogging.

I dreamed of my sub and what I would do to her....and precious was involved.

The Meeting Part 4 of 4

No, ok well then tank you for the food. And then he untied me and asked me how I was….I was fantastic…the wonderful rope marks on my side. Food to feed my hunger and more rope to play with, well I could get used to this. Once we had eaten he asked if I was ready for more….oh god yes …..but what came out was ‘Whatever pleases you Sir’ had he broken me that easily. But I did want more and what I really wanted more of was to please him. So he tied me spread eagle to the bed and coated me in honey…then proceeded to lick it off. Then the candles came out and he waxed me in a rainbow of colors…then he flogged the wax off and then we showered to get the honey and wax off and to south my aching muscles. So the adventure will continue I am sure. But in a couple of weeks….




Honey Dip photo by ben fink Honey Drip photo by Getty

The Meeting part 3 of 4

So half dried I run after him and make sure I am right on his heels….
Once back in the room he is chuckling and making me mad. He knew that pool stunt would tick me off and embarrass me. So now I am dry and chilly so he sends me to draw a bath. Good I can get warm.
But the warm bath is for him….arghhhhhh. He gets out and commands me to dry him. I should just crush his nuts and let him know how pissed I am…but well if I do, what will he do in retaliation. I do not like this. Being pinned in the proverbial corner is going to drive me stark raving mad. Then he says get the Longest black rope. As we enter the bedroom I see miles of rope laid out. All of them different sizes, colors, and textures. OMFG…what is he going to do now. The long black rope weights a lot it must be 100 or so feet. What could he do with that….Then he starts…at my waist and begins wrapping me higher and higher….oh the rope so good…brain not working….black rope corset….then he goes higher casually brushing my breasts and causing my nipples to harden as he goes all the way up to my armpits. The corset is so snug so soft so tight so warm so good. Oh this is why I gave in to all his games I am cum just standing here. Then he asks if I am ok…I mumble something but he says ‘good’. (I think). Then he takes my wrists and brings them to the front and begins with another nice black rope to make an arm gauntlet. Then yet another is on my legs….how long…..foggy brain….oh my…he sweeps the other ropes off the bed then lifts me…oh he is strong….to the bed and tosses me like a rag doll. Then he gets a mask for me to protect my identity and begins taking pictures of his handy work. I bet it is lovely….but I cannot move or see…..then the flash stops. And he asks ‘are you ready’ ….ready for what? Haven’t we already done enough? Then I hear a whoosh and feel the warmth of that damn flogger he showed me. What did he call it? His Precious. Oh that is nice and thuddy…oh I could get used to that. Oh god no wonder he calls it his precious. Then as suddenly as he started he stops. There is a knock on the door. He leaves….yes put the try right here. She is pretty isn’t she? Would you like to sample her?

The Meeting Part 2 of 4

Upon my arrival I am so nervous that I almost die. My heart is beating so fast I am so wet….will he be able to tame the wildness that is me? Knock Knock Knock. The code 3 knocks….the door opens but I do not see him. I hesitate looking for him in the dark. Then I hear his voice the one that wants me to do things that I do not even know I want to do. Only one work shakes me back in to reality. ‘Proceed’ The blindfold is before me. So I put it on. Then I begin to strip. Hoping he is enjoying the show and knowing how embarrassed I am being naked in front of someone else. Once naked I grab my purse and put on my bikini. Wow, being covered for the inspection, even if it is a bikini is helping me relax. He moved close I could hear him but did not know where he was. He was on my left, no my right breathing in my body. He then spoke. Stand and bring the water bottle and follow me to the Jacuzzi. Once there he suggested that I was thirsty so I sipped…it was wine not water. He was trying to get me to relax. I did some. We sat and chatted some more about my expectations for the day. He then said that was enough talk and he leaned in and grabbed my hair and whispered in my ear….take off the bikini. Thank goodness no one else was in the hotel Jacuzzi. So here I am naked with him and he stands up with my suit and walks over to the towels. He dries off with me looking longingly at him. What do I do? Run for the towel and my suit or just slowly walk over which will please him more. They both terrify me. He then throws me a tiny hand towel says ‘dry off and follow me to the room.’ Well so much for relaxing…but I dare not hesitate for fear he will be angry. And god knows what he might make me do if he is angry. So grabbing the towel I watch him head toward the room…oh I better hurry or he might make me wait outside the room….

The Meeting - Part 1 of 4

She was nervous about the first meeting for play. They had met before and gone adult store hopping. They had talked chatted and in general discussed everything that she wanted to do or not do. But she still had butterflies. But she had worn the skirt he desired to work. She would go in to the bathroom before she left and remover her bra and panties as instructed. She brought the swim suit he desired and the honey. She was wet just imagining him and his rope. She loved to be restrained and loved the feel of rope gliding over her skin. Would he flog her? Who else might be there? She had the room number but had to drive a half an hour to get to his place. Would he be naked when she got there? Would she remember her instructions? Knock on the door. Enter. Grab the blindfold. Put on her swim suit and kneel when prepared for her inspection.

It is time off to the restroom to prepare. Oh I hate that anyone at work might see through me and know that I am naked and horney under my clothes. Should I masturbate here or on the drive to his place? I need some relief I want this and I am so scared but excited….

Here I need relief now. Mmmm, that is so much better. Ok now I need to get to his place to miss the traffic.

All Hallows Eve

Happy Halloween to you all may it be sexily knotty.

The 7 Tag.

I got tagged! I got tagged. Na Na Na Na Na…….Thank you Roxy.
“7 Things About You” Here are the rules…..
* Link to your tagger and list these rules on your blog.

* Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog - some random, some weird.

* Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blog. ( I am new to blog land here so I am going to cheat and send to 7 inside of another blog community I belong too…but it will link them back here and hopefully they will join our merry band of pervertedness.)

* Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.


7 facts about myself. This is hard…most tags have topics…me….well…here goes.

1) I think there should be tests in Shibari like in Karate or Judo and you should get belts and I want to be a grand master black belt. (Anyone wishing to volunteer as victim uh I mean model let me know)

2 ) I think there should be a national parenting test you may not have children unless you pass the test.
3.) I adore sexy photographs. Not Porn, but artistic porn. I love to take sexy shots look at sexy shots and and admire the picture.

4) I am a huge James Bond fan….and the new one comes out November 14.
5) I am one of those annoying people that knows a little bit about way to many things. I have all these little bits of information and trivia and trivial stuck in my head. Like – What is the average depth of the San Francisco Bay……….5 feet. Oh god please make it stop.
6) I love to laugh….be it a joke, a quip, a tickle. We all need to laugh more in life. Besides it helps you live longer.

7) I need to lose some weight. I need a trainer. Any mistresses out there that will take pity on me and whip me into to fighting shape?

I have to tag people in ALT as I am new here and do not have 7 friends yet. But Roxy, I will put it in ALT too.

The Shop Part 5...the end.

The he shouted ‘Stop’. It was not the low commanding voice I had come to adore in just the few hours I had known him this was a barked command. It sent a chill down my limp spine. I was exhausted. My senses were so overloaded. He then came to me and whispered ‘Relax, it is over.’ Oh I was exhausted but not sure I wanted it to be over. But I felt his strong hand caressing me. He slowly untied me. Holding me up in his strong arms. Then off came the blindfold. I could not see for a bit but when they started to come around there was a forklift the ropes the oil all over the floor. Then he took me toward the pizza table. I was so hungry. He grabbed a robe and wrapped it around me. Then he sat me down and fed me pizza. I loved licking the sauce off of his fingers. He began with an apology. What? He was sorry to leave me hanging and he was sorry his friends and their wives took advantage of me. Huh? I was confused he was not there? His friends? Who were they? I cannot believe what I am hearing? My brain just cannot wrap itself around that concept. He then took me to the locker room in the back…took my robe and he gave me a luxurious shower cleaning all my nooks and cranies. Caressing me…I was getting so hot for him. Then he dried me off patting gently and kissing me all over. Oh so nice. Then he grabbed a dress that was just my size and gently dressed me. Silk. I do not own a silk dress…it hugged me in all the right places. Then he gently patted my ass and asked if I had enjoyed my birthday gift. I had to admit I had. Now I could take him home and we could finish the fun that I am sure he has planned for me.

The Shop Part 4

Then the buzzing was next to me……it sounds sort of like a vibrator but nothing like mine. Then I hear what sounds like duct tape coming off a role. Then that buzzing is tranfered to every part of my body….it must be huge….then tape…oh the are taping the thing to me …….then I hear him say in that voice that I love so much but hate too….’call for the pizza delivery’. What pizza? How can he be thinking of food when…..arghhhhh the uncontrolledness of an orgasm. How? Oh here comes another….by body wants to curl up but suspended like this I cannot move…..Oh the safe word….Oh I cannot use that. That is what he wants….he wants to break me…make me his….fine, I will show him. Then another orgasm rocked me…oh that damn vibrator. Then someone pushed me and I was spinning in the air. I lost all track of time. The orgasms are almost constant now…..my abs may never work again. Soon there was a bang on the door. What now? Oh the pizza they smell delicious. I am so hungry how long have I been up here why didn’t I eat breakfast….oh yeah nervous….big mistake. Still no one talks……nothing…this silence and blindfolding is driving me crazy. I will not give in…..I must. OOOOOOuch. The riped the tape of and the vibrating stopped. I am still quivering and still having mini orgasms……my body so over loaded. Then the zip ties are removed……arghhhhhhhh that hurts oh the blood flow is back…… thank goodness I am being caressed from both sides. Yeoooooow…the nipple clamps came off…oh two people sucking them back to life. Two licking two caressing oh the nails are back on my back…three caressing….then Ohhhhhh one fucking. Someone is taking me from behind and it feels so….now there is one in my mouth too……

The Shop Part 3

Then suddenly his hands were gone and the other set was on my back. Then nails..oh my she must have really long nails….oh she. Then there was his voice again…he said breath and then there was searing pain…my nipples ….arghhh. He must be using huge clamps. They hurt but the pain eases when I remember to breath. Then there is a buzzing come from across the room. It is coming closer…a third person. Brain struggling to catch up…nipples getting better hands on back buzzing getting closer. Then I hear his voice again. ‘Not yet’ buzzing stops. Then there is some rope tied around my waist from behind. I am pulled back and the lift is lowered. I am bent to about 90 degrees. My toes just barely touching the floor. The rope holding me back and my arms stretched toward the lift. Ugh now the clamps are hanging heavier. He must be putting weight on them …..what was that safe word again. I may have to use it. But I am suddenly distracted by a tongue on my ass cheek then teeth arghhhhhhhh she is biting me or he is or well hell someone is. Then more caressing . What is going on with my chest. I hear breathing there is something going..omg the torture of it. It registers when I hear the zip of a zip tie go around my left breast and right breast simultaneously. There are two there and she is on my ass with those nails. Then the buzzing is started again…oh god four people now. This is so much more than any fantasy he and I ever discussed. Then I am alone…no sound not even breathing….then must all be bare footed as I did not hear them leave. Leave….oh god am I alone. Then the flogger came back hard squarely on my ass…If the rope on my waist had not held me back I would have fallen flat on my face. Oh the skin is on fire again. Well at least his flogger will stay soft with the oil…..oh god I have lost it. I am worried about his flogger when I cannot even escape or move or see or fell anything but the stinging flogger the oil all over me the zip ties and the clamps…… There there is more rope, lots more rope. I am now just hanging. There is that buzzing again. His voice….’ok’ and the buzzing comes close again. What is it? Will it hurt? Oh god what is going on……

The Shop Part 2

As she entered the dark shop she tried to focus. But before her eyes could adjust he came up behind her. He whispered in her ear to relax and there was something going over her face....a blindfold......not......arghhhh what is he up to and why am I letting him do this. Then he pulled my arms out in front of me and said he was going to lead me to the center of the room. This place was creepy silent. I wanted to jump out of my skin the silence was just almost to much. But there was that mind reading again...he whispered that we were there. He let my arms fall then grabbed a hand full of hair. Pulled it back and vampired my neck. Oh god I almost came right then that touch was electric. Then he twisted my head to the side and kissed me roughly. So wet brain not working. Then he released it and asked me to put my hands out. There were some soft ...oh my god cuffs. What am I dooing? Oh but those do feel nice....such conflict my body wants this and my brain is unsure...do I turn off the brain or run like the wind? Well to late to run the cuffs are now clipped to some kind of spreader bar. Hold on he says....what...then I hear a motor....and I feel the bar going up. Oh my god..........what now? Oh the stretch I am on my tippey toes. but the pull and weight on the bar and cuffs feels delicious.....Do you remember your safe word slave? What did he say...oh....Yes Sir. Then through that fog of my mush brain I hear .... good now the fun begins. Then he is close again caressing my legs....my ass then there is a rip as he tears my skirt off. But that was..and before I could even think I heard the buttons to my blouse hit the floor then there was something cold up by my shoulder.......a kife is he going to slit my throat what have I done. He seemed so normal on line....Then rip and on the other shoulder rip...oh god what will I wear home....am I going home.........then there was softness on my ankle then the other damn another spreader bar.
Then the first fall of the flogger hit my back. It is huge...wait he is talking again....Listen focus....'This is precious. Enjoy her as she will be with us a while. Then the flogging began my ass ....my back...my tummy....(oh need to lose a few pounds)...my breasts.....my body was on fire and the flogging lasted for ......gawd I do not know i was no longer there. But as suddenly as it had begun it was over. I liked precious where had she gone. Oh gawd could I be begging for more....did I say that out loud or just in my head. Then I heard him rubbing his hands together....oh a warm touch and slippery too. He must have warmed the oil in his hands......oh bye bye again as he oiled my entire body......me hanging in his shop....then a second set of hands with warm oil joined his.....where is this leading......

The Shop Part 1

She was nervous. Would he be what he said he was? Was he going to do all the wonderful things to her that she had always wanted? Oh please let this one look normal...(god how many of these first meetings did she have to go to before she found something real) Getting to the coffee shop early she was hoping for a corner table or something in the back. Somewhere she could scope him out. But he was already there as she sat at his table....damn he outsmarted me again.

He stood and offered her his had. Nice to meet you Nikki. As she grasped his hand he pulled her close and whispered in her ear...'Follow me' He picked the computer up and never letting go of her had walked her out to his car. Opened the passenger door and gently but firmly encouraged her to take a seat.

Oh my god...what is he doing to me? Why did I just get in his car? Where is he taking me? They drove....

No chatting. Should I speak or just wait. The silence is screaming at me. I am just about to give up the ship and speak when he gently with out taking his eyes off the road and in a low suggestive voice says 'lift your skirt'

I hesitate I have no idea why but up the skirt goes. I know he wants to see if I am clean shaven and pantiless as I was instructed. Then he places his hand on my thigh....gently caressing relaxing me. How does he know I need that? The touch the caress the relaxation. Can he read my mind? Focus girl...where is he taking us......what is going on.....oh this may be the one......I am so wet the seat of the car will be soaked......then he pulls into an industrial area. He comes around to collect me. Once out of the car he grabs my hair and gently but firmly forces my face down.....what.....then the command....clean the seat slave...lick it all up........how dare you soil my car slave..once you have cleaned it thoroughly bring your wet pussy and slave ass in to the shop...... how did he know my pussy was wet....oh god and I will hurry this is so not me but oh what could this entail.....

Contentment

What makes us content? Is it the warmth a good blanket? The cuddle of a lover? Some nice chocolate melting on your tongue? A rough and tumble rope session? Some experimental rope work? Some good wine? Administering a spanking a flogging or a beating? Or some combination of the above.

Today I am content. My soul enriched and my life better for the experience.

It was all of the above and so much more.

So what makes you go mmmmmm and snuggle down in the covers and avoid the coming day?

My Blog

Welcome to my blog this is the first of many posts. My ramblings here will be about me and Shibari and my adventures of life. Hope you find the mix of reality and fiction entertaining.