Cognitive Behavioral Therapy
was not what Nadia and Vylette learned last night. Not exactly, anyway. The CBT they learned was more therapy for them than for the five male bottoms they got to practice on, but I don't know if it was strictly cognitive or behavioral.
We'd already gone over effective uses of clips and clamps a few days ago. Last night, they learned to put cock rings on boy bits, the parachute with elastic, the parachute with weights, how to do shibari in miniature with soft twine, use of elastic materials for binding, weights used with restraints, the OWK vise and the polary vise, trampling of junk, kicking and kneeing of balls, impact with toys, TENs unit, hot wax, and urethral play with two types of metal sounds and sounds made of ice. We folded. We spindled. We very nearly mutilated.
All the practice bottoms left happy and intact and all the women were grinning.
We'd already gone over effective uses of clips and clamps a few days ago. Last night, they learned to put cock rings on boy bits, the parachute with elastic, the parachute with weights, how to do shibari in miniature with soft twine, use of elastic materials for binding, weights used with restraints, the OWK vise and the polary vise, trampling of junk, kicking and kneeing of balls, impact with toys, TENs unit, hot wax, and urethral play with two types of metal sounds and sounds made of ice. We folded. We spindled. We very nearly mutilated.
All the practice bottoms left happy and intact and all the women were grinning.