Posts Tagged ‘Bondage’

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A Quiet Evening At Home

January 22, 2009

Hosting M and his friends has left me…just spent. Financially, emotionally, mentally and certainly physically after 8 hours in DC cold. Ineeded everything to be simple and stress free to offset the tumultuous intensity of the energy of these past few days. Playful, carefree sex in a sea of every comforter and blanket I own really did the trick. M and I sank deep into pillows and made out like we did in high school – the giggly, wandering but purposeful kissing with both eyes open. I was warm and pretty and desperate for IT

I ended up cumming in the usual way – on my back, wrists held over my head, staring into his eyes, body writhing. It was what came next that was quite a surprise.

M told me to tie up his hands and to make him cum. I may have hesitated for a moment before getting right to it. I found that weird spot on the ear that really makes anyone shudder – I think he hates how quickly that works – and I teased it with my tongue while skimming my nails on his sides. Then I did something that I refer to as “threatening to fuck” otherwise known as teasing by poising myself just above his cock and occasionally dipping a bit down with the slightest sway of my hips. Fucking is always imminent at this point. But I persisted in kissing those spots on his neck and on his hips that usually I have no access to. He melted into blankets while the grip on his ties tightened and his feet arched. The fucking commenced Cow Girl style and ended kissing, untying and Radiohead.

I’m much better now.

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Christmas Light Bondage The Final Edition

January 15, 2009

So Rae managed to cook up a few stringed light shots that featured men! I don’t know how she finds these things.

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Beautiful and yet I crave so many more.

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Christmas Light Bondage Part II

January 8, 2009

With a little bit of digging I found that lots of people have gone out and taken some nice Christmas light bondage photos.

There were lots out there of arguably raunchier scenes (Santa has no place here) but these five were my favorites.

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Also, where are all the guys bound in Christmas lights photos? Am I asking too much?

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Light Bondage Photos – Probably NSFW…

December 18, 2008

And some photos I took to supplement the review of my newest paddle – no raunchy ones but I’m surprised that I don’t see more photos like this; Christmas lights really lend themselves to some pretty magical looking images…

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Lite Bondage

Lite Bondage - Had to hold them up with clothespins! Awesome.

If you look real close you can read the XOXO

If you look real close you can read the XOXO

I managed to get a good pic of the goosebumps. Neato.

I managed to get a good pic of the goosebumps. Neato.

Happy Holidays indeed.

P.S. Christmas lights do NOT make great bondage tools – they heat up really quickly (not in the good way) and I wouldn’t trust a knot to em either..

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My Christmas List (PG-13 to XXX only)

December 3, 2008

Firstly, here are some items I highly recommend:

Bondage tape: It’s so colorful and although green is suspiciously elusive, redredtape2 and white can be combined for a candy cane effect that can turn anyone into a neatly tied package. I guess Christmas themed condoms will do the trick if you need to match. (Around $7 to $12)

Chocolate Whipped Cream: Sure it’s kind of cliche but have you tasted the chocolate? ($3 – $5)

Body Paint: I prefer the soap kind that washes off in the shower such as the Sesame Street Bubble Bath Finger Paint that way you can wash/paint hair, backs and genitals with no fear of staining, flaking or peeling. ($7 – $9)

And now some things I want:

The Edy “Glam Santa” Corset: I could totally wear this with jeans, right? glamsanta1

Mini Pink Clover Clamps: Probably nothing like the steely traps I’ve encountered but they’re just so damned cute

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Lipstick Vibrator: I don’t even masturbate with vibes but I really like toys that think they’re something else ( see: Sex Toy or Household Object Quiz) even so much that I might try em out again- I’ve been trying to get Rae to get one but to no avail.


It’s hard not to get greedy with all these splendid things around…and on sale.

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From date to fucktoy sub to gf in ____ seconds flat.

November 10, 2008

Have you ever watched one of the home decorating shows where an entire room’s theme is based on a significant object? Well, I recently rearranged my room with the focus being a small space dedicated to a corner and a little, red stool.

As Rae and I have been spending more and more time together, the relationship has slowly matured into something less like a BFF/play partner and more like a girlfriend. I never saw it coming, honestly; in the past I’ve had to decide between gf and fuck toy with neither ending with fond memories or significant tenure.In the past few days, Rae has not so subtly asked for definition in our relationship which is ideally all the BDSM-y bits that interject our hang out time now and being all girly and giggly with plenty of hugs and kisses. So what is a girl to do with such an unusual hybrid?

Rearrange the room.

Yesterday, I decided calling Rae my girlfriend felt about right and her eyes lit right up when I told her so. At this time, I had already decided that my room needed a change – clothes, boxes, art supplies and furniture are all strewn about my room – but I could hardly settle on an arrangement. Rae and I shopped for food, took sexy pictures on our journey and talked about what sort of relationship we could have. She went to her show afterwards, telling me she’d come back later that night to hang out with me. As soon as she left, I immediately went to work making a suitable space for her, something about this little stool in the house needed to be linked to Rae. The stool sits humbly in a bare corner with bare walls in my room, Rae came over last night, marveled at my new set up and perched herself right on that stool like it was put there just for her. I was elated!

So, of course I tied her limbs to it in some pretty elaborate knots and did something like sensation play for a few hours. Orgasms, wetness, and post orgasm giggles later, we curled up together in my bed to sleep very soundly. The bed was sweet and soft and warm; the stool was none of those. My room finally feels just right…I have a space where Rae is my gf and a space where she’s my plaything, with the transition being a fairly easy one.

*sighs dreamily*

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Weekend in Annapolis: Piercings, Bondage, Etc.

October 20, 2008

Spent the weekend with my sweetie, M, in Annapolis, where he’s finishing up his final year of college. Aj was conveniently unavailable for us to play with, so we made our own fun. HOWEVER, our firtst night together was pretty unsavory. For those of you considering an apadrvya piercing for your or your partner’s cock please consider the following:

1. They take forever to heal – M’s took something close to a year, which meant very little sex, which meant we fought fairly often.

2. The cock becomes dependent on the piercing to sustain an erection – that means if you wanna go without for one night, you basically can’t. M tells me sex feels just spectacular with the piercing but when oral or anal comes into the picture the piercing has to come out and keeping it hard takes just about everything I have in me.

3. The jewelry has to fit PERFECTLY – We learned this after losing pieces of the barbell and after an oversized one did some painful stuff to my vagina. Never again. Oh and if you get the wrong metal your body will reject the piercing in a gross way (M has lost two rungs of his Jacob’s ladder to this)

4. Blow job givers must do a complete overhaul on their techniques – I happen to be blessed with a benign tumor on the roof of my mouth that gives a hollow click when the piercing makes an appearance. Also, it tickles.

The middle two are especially pertinent to my weekend; M managed to get a new barbell whose metal I am apparently severely allergic to and taking out the piercing resulted in him unable to orgasm. Gah. But we got past it and had some amazing adventures in orafice exploration.

M tied me up…extremely well (using my new green rope, yay). Something about being very tightly bound gets me worked up so much that I’m just dying to cum before the last knot is finished. He barely managed to skim and spank my exposed skin before I came every breath out of my body. It was intense. I actually was a pretty decent sub that night – he would just give me that look of “I will end you” and I just suppressed all switchy urges. Actually, that look reminded me of the scene in Pitch Black where Vin Diesel destroys the hammer-head whooping monster with his badassery and then declares “He did NOT know who he was fucking with” It’s funny because for a long time M struggled to find ways to punish lil masochistic me and he’s become terribly creative to get around it. I can never tell what’s going on in his head and that makes me get my shit together.

Good times and then there was sushi, soccer, Octoberfest, watching Exit to Eden (worst soundtrack I’ve ever heard) and cleaning M’s room.