Who owns you, baby?
You do, Mistress.
He used to cum without permission from this, but… Let’s just say she made sure he was a fast learner.
I get sooo turned on by the thought of that sheer physical need — the fullness, straining, yearning — being played with and denied. Control and imbalance of power are at the root of my biggest kinks, and this is just such a visceral, intense manifestation of those things.
2 of 2 commissions for Konohana. This is Eisha
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Eeee, dat adorable freckled face!
To the anons (or, quite possibly, one persistent anon) asking me about “but I really want to play with no limits,” I think you haven’t really considered what “no limits” means.
You may indeed want to experience pain and not be able to stop it, or to be forced into sexual activity and not be able…
If you’re new to D/s, please read this. I keep trying to say more and failing, I need more time to unravel my thoughts about this galvanizing topic. But yeah, just read what Cliff has to say, it’s important.
So many feels, both the tingly kind and the heart-warming kind.
3. Not as much as I used to.
4. I also get jealous of my coworkers sometimes.
5. Don’t you sometimes get jealous in your monogamous relationships?
6. I don’t think that’s a enough of a reason not to do it.
7. You can distract yourself by reading,…
I love how honest and real this is.
my biggest kink? mutual trust and respect
For real. I once had a lover who “valued spontaneity” and what this meant in practice is that any sort of real communication about sex before it happened was a turn-off to him. I have no idea how we stayed together for as long as we did… what can I say, I was young.
That Guy and I did some focused, intentional play tonight for the first time in a little while.
I rubbed his feet while we talked about things we want to try in the near future. Then he flogged me, slowly sensitizing my body and then gradually ramping up the sting and thud on my shoulders and ass until I almost broke down in those wonderful, cathartic tears that come from safe-but-overwhelming emotional and physical sensation. Instead, my thoughts flashed onto something very upsetting (related to impact, sorta, but not having to do with him and me) and I broke down in tears over that instead (intense sensation splits my emotional barriers right open, sometimes with unpredictable results).
He held me until it passed, then asked if I wanted to keep going or stop. I wanted to feel his rope on me, so he tied me in a fun, asymmetrical pose that was just exactly as restrictive and painful as I would’ve hoped for without being too much. I liked the marks he left so much that I had to capture them.
The night didn’t stop there, but I think this post will. :)
Actual depiction of how I react to That Guy. Good holy fuck, I find him riveting.