from the romantic to the raunchy.....genital bondage  

blueeyedmurder3 60F
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7/25/2005 5:07 pm

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from the romantic to the raunchy.....genital bondage


I waxed poetic about my cyber lover yesterday - now to tell you about some of the kinky things I like to do alone - and to show him.

There is another website that shall remain nameless (because AdultFriendFinder says so!) that showcases some of the most extreme kink I've ever seen. I don't go there very often, but sometimes late at night when those dark urges take over I log on and start looking around.

It features all my favorite stuff. Bondage, Electrostim, waterplay, and a little torture. These folks are clearly acting. They certainly like what they're doing, but they create scenes carefully and safely, THEN turn on the camera and begin to play. And the scenes they create are dark and humiliating to the victims. Then at the end, the subject is out of character, sitting untied, smiling and discussing how much fun the shoot was. Apparently to prove to any censors that it's all acting. And willingly done.

This is not my idea of bondage. I don't want to play AT it, I want it to be a loving, caring exercise that's practiced - or GIVEN to a partner because that's what the partner wants. It should never humiliate. It should enhance other things - and be done as a surprise because someone has expressed a desire to try it. In my world of SM, your partner plans an evening of pleasure for you because you've expressed a desire to try something over the edge - and he is the only one you'd EVER trust enough to go there with. There may be pain inflicted, yes. But I like pain to some degree! And my partner certainly knows exactly how much and when to stop. If you've ever had a big slap on your butt in the middle of fucking come out of the blue, and it turned you on although you didn't know why, then you understand the most basic part of this. It's about just a LITTLE danger and a lot of surprise.

Anyway, I digress. I was poking around on this site one night, looking at their INCREDIBLE bondage - (these riggers are masters at this stuff and the girls are all gymnasts - any of this stuff would break me in half) and I stumbled on a tight shot of a girl in crotch ropes. Sure, I'd seen them before in wider shots - and read about them in erotic fiction (that made me squirm with pleasure) but this was the first time I'd ever seen exactly how this application worked. The rope was very thin - and thus would feel "cutting". It was wrapped tightly around her waist a few times, then two lines when down in a "v" between the folds of her pussy - met on the perenium , then ran up her ass crack and were attached tightly at the back of the waist. The effect was to pull back her pussy lips, and dig into the flesh around her clit - forcing it forward - making it agonizingly accessible and making it completely engorged. You could actually see how it resembled a tiny penis - you could see the foreskin - you could see the tiny head peeking out - and she was helpless to defend herself from any onslaught. If you took away her hands and feet from the equation so she couldn't fend off anyone's attentions, she would be at their mercy, and could be the victim of COUNTLESS forced orgasms. They would be excruciating.

And I knew immediately that I HAD to try this. The mere idea made me weak in the knees.

Well, my love and bondage partner is half a world away - so again, I decided to play a bit on my own. This always works to a degree - but it is impossible to immobilize your own hands and feet and truly be helpless without a partner. So fantasy is crucial. This time, I only worried about the bondage that would directly affect my clit.

I purchased a cheap, plastic, neon green clothesline. It was scratchy and crude, and would be most uncomfortable. A few efforts, a few messups and I soon had the basics rigged. Now to tighten the two lines between my legs and get them lined up to do their dirty work. It took a little playing about, but soon, I figured out how to make it work. The cutting cords sat tightly on either side of my clit - pushed my pussylips aside, actually painfully holding them open for the entry of fingers - or anything else! Then the cords cut into my perenium and across my rim before running up to the waist again.

I immediately found out that bending or moving was excruciating painful, while also being horribly arousing. I imagined my partner ordering me around - to bend and display myself for his pleasure. I carefully got down on the floor, and arranged a mirror to take a good look at the effect.

It was SOOOOO hot. Engorged, protruding, almost pulsing - and more visible than I'd ever seen my own clit. I grabbed a vibrator and began to tease it. The more pressure I'd use, the more the ropes would cut in. My rim felt on fire - my pussy was dripping cream and after some intense pressure from the trusty vibe - I achieved something I haven't had for years - a series of orgasms that ran end to end and didn't stop. One ended, the next began. And it felt like it would have gone on all night if I could have stood it.

But I stopped. Caught my breath, untied myself as the sensitivity was getting too much.

Now I ask you. For those that don't understand S&M or bondage. Can you IMAGINE what that might have been like if I'd been tied - and with a lover who was using his mouth and refused to stop? Certainly you always have a safe word when you fear real physical harm - but the desire to please another can take you WAY past the sane point you'll stop at when alone.

Well, suffice to say, it was delicious! I'm sleepy now - and need a shower from "perspiring" (ladies don't sweat!) I hope I dream of my lover tonight, and that he has green neon rope......

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