Bondage and collars
http://ultradevi2.tumblr.com/post/147599244674/gotta-love-collars-half-the-people-who-wear-them The rest of my comment on Tumblr is: "... in public don’t know the bondage connotation - and, of course, the other half DO !!"
This was a recent post from my Tumblr -- and, yes, I adore the sexual connotation of collars -- all kinds from discreet black ribbons with a jewel clasp to studded leather ones for the biker crowd-- with a loop to hook a leash into. Someone to whom you're sexually attracted owns that leash -- and YOU! (Sadly, I've never experienced being leashed, but I do have several explicit -- to me, anyway -- chokers, and I practically get wet when I wear them.)
Speaking about sex and freaky me, I'm about to confess a few more personal kinks. (I've done this sort of thing occasionally, and you sweet readers seem not to have been scared off -- remember the girl in Africa with whom I had an on-line domme-submissive thing a couple of years back? Lots of comments to those posts.)
You will have noted these little "entertainments" are basically masturbation; I'm under the grudging eye of my SigOther, Joanne, and could NOT get away with anything "a deux". (She knows I self-pleasure and is mostly okay about it as long as I'm discreet.)
Anyhow, a game with myself has evolved, and I've written a bit about it in the past year or so. Basic rules specify a coin-toss as to whether I should whip myself with a fiendish little whip I create by doubling a charger cord. (Use an old one, peeps, since the point at which the cord doubles deteriorates fairly easily [after all, it's where the whip cracks] -- and it won't carry a current, as I've discovered.)
If tails, it's 25 strokes between my legs; if heads, it's 25 across each breast. Flipping again, repeat; if a third flip comes up tails, I remove my panties for the whipping -- and likewise my bra if it's heads three times in a row.
There are a few other fine-points, but it often leads me into my bed for a rousing hand-job and, sometimes, a spectacular climax.
So, yesterday, my nipples were punished pretty severely, and the ensuing orgasm was soooo delicious... as were 3 or 4 further orgasms. Today, I decided to repeat the exercise, telling myself I had to write about it unless I climaxed within 15 minutes. Well, my nipples were still really painful from yesterday, especially after the fourth whipping (the last 25 on my bare nipples, since there were 3 in a row); my butt was suffering, too (and I notice especially as I sit typing this).
However, the 15-minute time limit was reached without cumming, so I duly dressed (with panties but no bra) and am completing my punishment right now, as you sweet readers can attest. Oh, one thing more: if any of you try my game with your special partner, I'd really love to hear how well it works. Particularly if you're switches, you could alternate being the domme on each coin toss. And, for you Ponies, you might have enough girls at hand (snicker!!) to go for threesomes, or even more...
This was a recent post from my Tumblr -- and, yes, I adore the sexual connotation of collars -- all kinds from discreet black ribbons with a jewel clasp to studded leather ones for the biker crowd-- with a loop to hook a leash into. Someone to whom you're sexually attracted owns that leash -- and YOU! (Sadly, I've never experienced being leashed, but I do have several explicit -- to me, anyway -- chokers, and I practically get wet when I wear them.)
Speaking about sex and freaky me, I'm about to confess a few more personal kinks. (I've done this sort of thing occasionally, and you sweet readers seem not to have been scared off -- remember the girl in Africa with whom I had an on-line domme-submissive thing a couple of years back? Lots of comments to those posts.)
You will have noted these little "entertainments" are basically masturbation; I'm under the grudging eye of my SigOther, Joanne, and could NOT get away with anything "a deux". (She knows I self-pleasure and is mostly okay about it as long as I'm discreet.)
Anyhow, a game with myself has evolved, and I've written a bit about it in the past year or so. Basic rules specify a coin-toss as to whether I should whip myself with a fiendish little whip I create by doubling a charger cord. (Use an old one, peeps, since the point at which the cord doubles deteriorates fairly easily [after all, it's where the whip cracks] -- and it won't carry a current, as I've discovered.)
If tails, it's 25 strokes between my legs; if heads, it's 25 across each breast. Flipping again, repeat; if a third flip comes up tails, I remove my panties for the whipping -- and likewise my bra if it's heads three times in a row.
There are a few other fine-points, but it often leads me into my bed for a rousing hand-job and, sometimes, a spectacular climax.
So, yesterday, my nipples were punished pretty severely, and the ensuing orgasm was soooo delicious... as were 3 or 4 further orgasms. Today, I decided to repeat the exercise, telling myself I had to write about it unless I climaxed within 15 minutes. Well, my nipples were still really painful from yesterday, especially after the fourth whipping (the last 25 on my bare nipples, since there were 3 in a row); my butt was suffering, too (and I notice especially as I sit typing this).
However, the 15-minute time limit was reached without cumming, so I duly dressed (with panties but no bra) and am completing my punishment right now, as you sweet readers can attest. Oh, one thing more: if any of you try my game with your special partner, I'd really love to hear how well it works. Particularly if you're switches, you could alternate being the domme on each coin toss. And, for you Ponies, you might have enough girls at hand (snicker!!) to go for threesomes, or even more...