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Hello, I am known as K-8 (aka "conscious_object"). Here I keep a fetish blog with a (skewed) sense of humor. Contained herein you will find my various random thoughts on my unique fetishes, and interesting finds culled from all over the intarweb, including art by my friends, and sometimes my own art.
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The Femcar presentation wasn't the only thing we did on Saturday (see previous entry). It was a very busy day. Firstly, there was the local munch on Friday evening. Then I joined some of the local friends I've made via that munch in a carpool up to the Cities for the Femcar thing. That was followed by an unrelated Twin Cities BDSM community potluck/picnic. Then after that was scheduled a big play party. The carpool left around 11am and arrived back around 1:30am...a very busy day.
Do you ever have one of those days where you wonder if you're going senile a little early? I swear... I set my alarm for an hour and a half before I needed to be at the carpool, to start getting ready, and still somehow ended up 15 minutes late. Then, when we stopped at a gas station early on, I nearly got into the wrong van on the way out. And when the carpool returned late that night, I discovered that I'd left my lights on and my battery had died. Was I just tired that morning, or what?
(What's even worse, when I opened the door to the wrong van, the guys behind the wheel's reaction wasn't "uh, hello?" but a creepy "come in." And the guy standing outside that he was talking to, when I quickly retreated to the correct van, started talking about how much money the guy in the van has? WTF? Keep in mind, I wasn't even dressed remotely fetishy, it was all street-wear -- jeans and a long t-shirt -- WTF?)
But the day went well overall. Any day that ends with me getting tied up for awhile is a good day in my book.
After the Femcar demo, one of the friends I rode up with was asking what I thought of an idea for an objectification scene he was trying to work out: human pinata. I know, it doesn't sound like a good idea at first, but stay with me here. There's a few ways someone could go about it. The typical S&M version, of course, would be simply suspending someone, and letting some Doms have fun with a cane. I'm sure someone out there would like that idea.
My friend's idea, however, was that maybe the person is suspended and then has some sort of bag or something hanging from them which could be broken open. I started pondering the idea, and thought it could go a few steps further: why not encase someone in paper machet just before, like build it around them, so that they pretty much have to be broken out of it? The only thing not encased would be their head sticking out. And then the body could look more pinata-esque, including additional empty space in the stomach region which could be filled with candy or what have you and be broke open. Rigging the whole thing to be suspended would be a whole other issue, that I am not expert enough to work out the details of, but I think the idea could have potential. Though clearly this wouldn't be a version of the game that involved blindfolds (unless I suppose the pinata wanted to wear one).
What was a little disappointing is that the Femcar demo wasn't as well attended as, say, the picnic. I'm not sure if it was the bowling thing, or if there just aren't that many people curious about objectification, or what. I heard several people say it was just too many events in the same day. Which I didn't mind, personally, because if I'm in the area it's nice to have a lot going on. But I can understand, I suppose. Oddly, the bondage-focused group in the area appeared to have scheduled their munch for the same time as the demo. You'd think a presentation that promised to have at least some Gord content would interest the bondage group enough to cancel the munch and go to that instead. *shrugs*
The play party afterwards was interesting. Because there were so many people signed up, they decided to split it up into three locations. And in an effort to try and get the regulars to meet new people, they sort of randomized who was going to go to each one (you could ask for up to three friends to be with you, in case you were, say, carpooling like us). It was kind of amusing hearing people comment "wow, so many people I've never seen before," where I'm so new I didn't really notice a difference anyways. ;-)
It turns out at least one of the other people there was into rigging bondage in the same way that I'm into being bound, without impact play being required to have fun. So at the very end of the night, I got tied up a little for awhile, in a sitting position (requested because my legs were tired from so much standing at the picnic). He went upstairs for a little bit at one point to talk to his ride, while I chatted with one of the friends I rode up with. I could tell just from how it felt that I wouldn't be able to get out of the tie on my upper body without help, but my friend noted that the rope on my legs seemed a little loose. I had nothing else better to do, lol, so I started trying to wiggle my way out of the ropes around my legs. And did manage it, before the rigger friend came back downstairs. Uh oh, lol. Though by then my wrists were starting to feel a little sore, so the friend I was chatting with had started to untie that for me.
One last random thought: dungeons. We all know I'm not your typical BDSMer, and one of the times I'm made most aware of how different my thought processes are is when it comes to dungeons. The main difference is just that, while many BDSMers love to embrace the darker, taboo aspect of BDSM, I've never really viewed kinky fun in the same way. If anything, I tend to see humor in my kinks, and have a playful attitude towards it all. (Though maybe there's just not a lot of humor to be found in S&M, with the pain and the hitting and the sometimes blood?)
I just have weird thoughts sometimes when I enter a dungeon, about what my style of dungeon would be. First of all, I wouldn't call it a "dungeon," because I don't view it as a place of torture. I think I'd call it a lab. Like a place where a mad scientist works. Take Gord for example: I don't think I've ever seen a dungeon in any of his images, just a workshop. And the only way I could think to describe him is as "the mad scientist of bondage." I imagine every device he creates starts with the question "hm, I wonder if a woman could be used in *this* manner," and then proceeds with his crazed experiments.
Also, in the world of K-8 people would no longer call themselves Master Somethingsomething or Mistress Somethingsomething. Instead, they would all use the title "Doctor," like some sort of pulp villain. And dungeon music would now be things that sound like "Shine On You Crazy Diamond," instead of things that sound like "#1 Crush." "Welcome To The Machine" would work in cases where a compromise is required. So let it be written, so let it be done.
So do you have any crazy ideas for what sort of alternate "dungeon" you'd like to see?
Do you ever have one of those days where you wonder if you're going senile a little early? I swear... I set my alarm for an hour and a half before I needed to be at the carpool, to start getting ready, and still somehow ended up 15 minutes late. Then, when we stopped at a gas station early on, I nearly got into the wrong van on the way out. And when the carpool returned late that night, I discovered that I'd left my lights on and my battery had died. Was I just tired that morning, or what?
(What's even worse, when I opened the door to the wrong van, the guys behind the wheel's reaction wasn't "uh, hello?" but a creepy "come in." And the guy standing outside that he was talking to, when I quickly retreated to the correct van, started talking about how much money the guy in the van has? WTF? Keep in mind, I wasn't even dressed remotely fetishy, it was all street-wear -- jeans and a long t-shirt -- WTF?)
But the day went well overall. Any day that ends with me getting tied up for awhile is a good day in my book.
After the Femcar demo, one of the friends I rode up with was asking what I thought of an idea for an objectification scene he was trying to work out: human pinata. I know, it doesn't sound like a good idea at first, but stay with me here. There's a few ways someone could go about it. The typical S&M version, of course, would be simply suspending someone, and letting some Doms have fun with a cane. I'm sure someone out there would like that idea.
My friend's idea, however, was that maybe the person is suspended and then has some sort of bag or something hanging from them which could be broken open. I started pondering the idea, and thought it could go a few steps further: why not encase someone in paper machet just before, like build it around them, so that they pretty much have to be broken out of it? The only thing not encased would be their head sticking out. And then the body could look more pinata-esque, including additional empty space in the stomach region which could be filled with candy or what have you and be broke open. Rigging the whole thing to be suspended would be a whole other issue, that I am not expert enough to work out the details of, but I think the idea could have potential. Though clearly this wouldn't be a version of the game that involved blindfolds (unless I suppose the pinata wanted to wear one).
What was a little disappointing is that the Femcar demo wasn't as well attended as, say, the picnic. I'm not sure if it was the bowling thing, or if there just aren't that many people curious about objectification, or what. I heard several people say it was just too many events in the same day. Which I didn't mind, personally, because if I'm in the area it's nice to have a lot going on. But I can understand, I suppose. Oddly, the bondage-focused group in the area appeared to have scheduled their munch for the same time as the demo. You'd think a presentation that promised to have at least some Gord content would interest the bondage group enough to cancel the munch and go to that instead. *shrugs*
The play party afterwards was interesting. Because there were so many people signed up, they decided to split it up into three locations. And in an effort to try and get the regulars to meet new people, they sort of randomized who was going to go to each one (you could ask for up to three friends to be with you, in case you were, say, carpooling like us). It was kind of amusing hearing people comment "wow, so many people I've never seen before," where I'm so new I didn't really notice a difference anyways. ;-)
It turns out at least one of the other people there was into rigging bondage in the same way that I'm into being bound, without impact play being required to have fun. So at the very end of the night, I got tied up a little for awhile, in a sitting position (requested because my legs were tired from so much standing at the picnic). He went upstairs for a little bit at one point to talk to his ride, while I chatted with one of the friends I rode up with. I could tell just from how it felt that I wouldn't be able to get out of the tie on my upper body without help, but my friend noted that the rope on my legs seemed a little loose. I had nothing else better to do, lol, so I started trying to wiggle my way out of the ropes around my legs. And did manage it, before the rigger friend came back downstairs. Uh oh, lol. Though by then my wrists were starting to feel a little sore, so the friend I was chatting with had started to untie that for me.
One last random thought: dungeons. We all know I'm not your typical BDSMer, and one of the times I'm made most aware of how different my thought processes are is when it comes to dungeons. The main difference is just that, while many BDSMers love to embrace the darker, taboo aspect of BDSM, I've never really viewed kinky fun in the same way. If anything, I tend to see humor in my kinks, and have a playful attitude towards it all. (Though maybe there's just not a lot of humor to be found in S&M, with the pain and the hitting and the sometimes blood?)
I just have weird thoughts sometimes when I enter a dungeon, about what my style of dungeon would be. First of all, I wouldn't call it a "dungeon," because I don't view it as a place of torture. I think I'd call it a lab. Like a place where a mad scientist works. Take Gord for example: I don't think I've ever seen a dungeon in any of his images, just a workshop. And the only way I could think to describe him is as "the mad scientist of bondage." I imagine every device he creates starts with the question "hm, I wonder if a woman could be used in *this* manner," and then proceeds with his crazed experiments.
Also, in the world of K-8 people would no longer call themselves Master Somethingsomething or Mistress Somethingsomething. Instead, they would all use the title "Doctor," like some sort of pulp villain. And dungeon music would now be things that sound like "Shine On You Crazy Diamond," instead of things that sound like "#1 Crush." "Welcome To The Machine" would work in cases where a compromise is required. So let it be written, so let it be done.
So do you have any crazy ideas for what sort of alternate "dungeon" you'd like to see?
I was a little tied up the weekend before last. Y'know, in the literal sense.
I think it'd been something like a year and a half since I last had an opportunity? Recently I've started to meet some kinky folks in the area. Fortunately, one kind individual mentioned he was looking for someone to practice some bondage on and would I be interested.
The idea was to try several simple bondage positions, and snap some pics. Bound to a chair, bound to a bed, etc. Unfortunately, the weather seemed out to complicate things. It was extremely humid that day, which intensifies my allergies. So my nose was running constantly, which isn't the most fun.
On the upside, I finally got to feel what a corset is like when its tied by someone other than yourself. I wasn't actually expecting how turned on I got from the tightness of it. Though trying to take a deep breath before a sneeze was...interesting.
I also finally got to see what vet wrap feels like. A lot stretchier than I realized, though you can also get it pretty tight and secure. Also, I did not realize you could breathe through it. Which means you can also talk through it, but that's what gags are for. I'm, of course, very curious what it'd feel like to be mummified in it.
(If you're viewing this from a darker monitor, that is not a hood I'm wearing, just a big dot I added in Photoshop.)
I'm hoping we can have some more fun and photos in the future. Hopefully on a less muggy day. He's mentioned a desire to build a vac bed at some point, and you know there would end up being lots of pics of that. ;-)
I think it'd been something like a year and a half since I last had an opportunity? Recently I've started to meet some kinky folks in the area. Fortunately, one kind individual mentioned he was looking for someone to practice some bondage on and would I be interested.
The idea was to try several simple bondage positions, and snap some pics. Bound to a chair, bound to a bed, etc. Unfortunately, the weather seemed out to complicate things. It was extremely humid that day, which intensifies my allergies. So my nose was running constantly, which isn't the most fun.
On the upside, I finally got to feel what a corset is like when its tied by someone other than yourself. I wasn't actually expecting how turned on I got from the tightness of it. Though trying to take a deep breath before a sneeze was...interesting.
I also finally got to see what vet wrap feels like. A lot stretchier than I realized, though you can also get it pretty tight and secure. Also, I did not realize you could breathe through it. Which means you can also talk through it, but that's what gags are for. I'm, of course, very curious what it'd feel like to be mummified in it.
(If you're viewing this from a darker monitor, that is not a hood I'm wearing, just a big dot I added in Photoshop.)
I'm hoping we can have some more fun and photos in the future. Hopefully on a less muggy day. He's mentioned a desire to build a vac bed at some point, and you know there would end up being lots of pics of that. ;-)
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So apparently any bondage whatsoever, even if your skin is covered from head-to-toe, is too sexual for YouTube?
I'd never really thought of it this way before, but Mary Jane would have to be one lucky woman.
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slavetopurple sent me this image she found:
Following the URL given at the bottom to NawaShibari.com, there's a whole bunch of other lovely things (though it looks like it hasn't been updated in a few years? I wonder if it's been retired, or is just on hiatus?). Taking a look at the most recently featured set at the top of the Preview Page, there's some nice roped-up human furniture. Jewell Marceau serves as a kinky television decoration, whilemadison_young functions as a matching footrest. Scroll down a little, and you can see Madison Young also acting as a floor lamp.
There's also a "Dance In Bondage" withclaireadams, the featured "cover image" of which looks very puppet-like. And then if you scroll down a little further than halfway, there's the Apnea "Girl On A String" set that the photo above comes from, which also appears to show the puppet first being taken out of its box (which comes complete with its own rope).
Amusing. ;-)
slavetopurple sent me this image she found:Following the URL given at the bottom to NawaShibari.com, there's a whole bunch of other lovely things (though it looks like it hasn't been updated in a few years? I wonder if it's been retired, or is just on hiatus?). Taking a look at the most recently featured set at the top of the Preview Page, there's some nice roped-up human furniture. Jewell Marceau serves as a kinky television decoration, while
madison_young functions as a matching footrest. Scroll down a little, and you can see Madison Young also acting as a floor lamp.There's also a "Dance In Bondage" with
claireadams, the featured "cover image" of which looks very puppet-like. And then if you scroll down a little further than halfway, there's the Apnea "Girl On A String" set that the photo above comes from, which also appears to show the puppet first being taken out of its box (which comes complete with its own rope)."The Package arrives. It is contemplated, examined and finally opened. Contents spill onto the floor, among them bundles of softened rope and one beautiful, life-like doll. A very special plaything has arrived.
"Apnea plays the marionette in this session of rope bondage, but who is really pulling the strings?"
Amusing. ;-)
Right, so where was I?
Normally I leave around 10pm because the event is always on a Sunday and I have to work the next morning. However, this time I decided to take Monday off so I could stay until close at 2am or whatever.
Partway through the night,tandu and slavetopurple arrived, and we chatted for most of the latter half of the night while watching people get tied up and things. Usually I'm disappointed by the lack of people being tied up, but maybe it just doesn't start until after I usually leave? At first I was even lamenting the lack of rope suspension going on, this being the perfect night for someone to be suspended like a puppet and such. tandu then mentioned that he saw a friend of his arrive not long ago that does rope suspension, and perhaps I'd like for him to ask the friend to tie me up? Sounds good to me. ;-)
It turned out that this friend was someone I knew as well, by the name of Kai. But I would've been too shy to ask anyways, so I'm gladtandu was kind enough to. ;-)
In the meantime, there was also some other rope suspension going on, and we decided to pull up a seat and watch (all this standing around in heels was killingslavetopurple and me). It's about this time I decided to take the hood off, because it was getting frustrating not being able to actually see any of what was happening, and tandu's attempts at describing what was going on just made me further think "I should see this..."
While one group was finishing up, Kai was over to the side tying an elaborate harness on a girl while she laid on a bench. Upon closer inspection, it became clear this was a puppet harness, with rope sections crossing the knees and elbows, wrists and ankles, etc...everywhere there should be joints. ;-) Once finished, he had her stand up and walk to the frame, where he started to suspend her. It looked absolutely awesome for the few seconds that she was off the ground and being secured with the rope, but I guess something wasn't feeling right, and the scene quickly ended. Because if something isn't going right, it's better to end it sooner, than to try and bear it, until it becomes so unbearable you have to be cut out quickly. I guess it's also extra complicated to try and suspend someone in an upright position...it seems suspensions are usually done with the person in a horizontal position because its easier to distribute the pressure of the ropes that way. I'm not a rope expert or anything, so I apologize if my descriptions seem unclear.
Then Kai asked if I was ready to try it. Totally! Though in my excitement, I had a bit of a socially retarded moment. Like, just when Kai was about to start, I realized I wanted to get a photo of the result, and it might be hard to track down one of my friends to ask if I'm, y'know, all tied up. So I thought "toasteraviator has a camera, I'll ask him." And having told Kai "one second" before walking over to toasteraviator, I totally didn't notice before tapping him on the shoulder that he was already in the middle of a conversation. Just a tad rude, sorry about that. And later I discovered Kai has a camera on him to take photos of his work anyways! But toasteraviator was not only kind enough to agree to get a photo, but decided to snap some photos of the process as well. Which I'm really glad he suggested, for reasons I'll be getting to in a moment.
As you can see in this photo, before any suspension starts, a rope harness is created. My ankles have also been tied together. Then is tied from the suspension frame to the rope harness, and hefted up via that.
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Normally I leave around 10pm because the event is always on a Sunday and I have to work the next morning. However, this time I decided to take Monday off so I could stay until close at 2am or whatever.
Partway through the night,
tandu and slavetopurple arrived, and we chatted for most of the latter half of the night while watching people get tied up and things. Usually I'm disappointed by the lack of people being tied up, but maybe it just doesn't start until after I usually leave? At first I was even lamenting the lack of rope suspension going on, this being the perfect night for someone to be suspended like a puppet and such. tandu then mentioned that he saw a friend of his arrive not long ago that does rope suspension, and perhaps I'd like for him to ask the friend to tie me up? Sounds good to me. ;-)It turned out that this friend was someone I knew as well, by the name of Kai. But I would've been too shy to ask anyways, so I'm glad
tandu was kind enough to. ;-)In the meantime, there was also some other rope suspension going on, and we decided to pull up a seat and watch (all this standing around in heels was killing
slavetopurple and me). It's about this time I decided to take the hood off, because it was getting frustrating not being able to actually see any of what was happening, and tandu's attempts at describing what was going on just made me further think "I should see this..."While one group was finishing up, Kai was over to the side tying an elaborate harness on a girl while she laid on a bench. Upon closer inspection, it became clear this was a puppet harness, with rope sections crossing the knees and elbows, wrists and ankles, etc...everywhere there should be joints. ;-) Once finished, he had her stand up and walk to the frame, where he started to suspend her. It looked absolutely awesome for the few seconds that she was off the ground and being secured with the rope, but I guess something wasn't feeling right, and the scene quickly ended. Because if something isn't going right, it's better to end it sooner, than to try and bear it, until it becomes so unbearable you have to be cut out quickly. I guess it's also extra complicated to try and suspend someone in an upright position...it seems suspensions are usually done with the person in a horizontal position because its easier to distribute the pressure of the ropes that way. I'm not a rope expert or anything, so I apologize if my descriptions seem unclear.
Then Kai asked if I was ready to try it. Totally! Though in my excitement, I had a bit of a socially retarded moment. Like, just when Kai was about to start, I realized I wanted to get a photo of the result, and it might be hard to track down one of my friends to ask if I'm, y'know, all tied up. So I thought "
toasteraviator has a camera, I'll ask him." And having told Kai "one second" before walking over to toasteraviator, I totally didn't notice before tapping him on the shoulder that he was already in the middle of a conversation. Just a tad rude, sorry about that. And later I discovered Kai has a camera on him to take photos of his work anyways! But toasteraviator was not only kind enough to agree to get a photo, but decided to snap some photos of the process as well. Which I'm really glad he suggested, for reasons I'll be getting to in a moment.As you can see in this photo, before any suspension starts, a rope harness is created. My ankles have also been tied together. Then is tied from the suspension frame to the rope harness, and hefted up via that.
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LJ friend
ralinad has a beautiful photoset over at his journal featuring zentai bondage, go take a look. Gorgeous lighting (among other things ;-)). I'd love to be the model in those images, hehe.
I suppose I should get to finishing writing up this weekend visit with Cat from some time ago, no? Part 1 is here, Part 2 is here.
This entry happens to have a few *gasp* videos!
Now, some self-conscious ramblings which I'll try to keep contained only to this paragraph, rather than scattered throughout. I was actually a little hesitant to post these videos after looking at them again. I mean, my face is covered, so it's not me being shy...moreso, it has to do with being very critical about how my body looks. In particular, that I gained a bunch of weight in the last year and a half, which I'd only just started working on losing when these were taken. I'd lost lost around 6-7 pounds at this point, and I've lost about 5 more since then. (The bad news being, I think this leather corset I bought in the last year is now officially too big. ;-P). I'm still around 12 pounds away from where I'm happiest, but at least I'm close to back within my comfort range now. But I can't help but look at these videos and think my body doesn't look too flattering. However, after chatting with a few friends about it in IM and showing them video, the consensus seemed to be "don't care -- so hawt..." heh. So I am posting the shiny silverness.
Before I continue, a short clip of me showing the suit off (with a rope harness):
This actually takes place after the other two videos in this entry, which is why the rope harness has sunk down a little (and I hadn't thought to try pulling it back up).
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This entry happens to have a few *gasp* videos!
Now, some self-conscious ramblings which I'll try to keep contained only to this paragraph, rather than scattered throughout. I was actually a little hesitant to post these videos after looking at them again. I mean, my face is covered, so it's not me being shy...moreso, it has to do with being very critical about how my body looks. In particular, that I gained a bunch of weight in the last year and a half, which I'd only just started working on losing when these were taken. I'd lost lost around 6-7 pounds at this point, and I've lost about 5 more since then. (The bad news being, I think this leather corset I bought in the last year is now officially too big. ;-P). I'm still around 12 pounds away from where I'm happiest, but at least I'm close to back within my comfort range now. But I can't help but look at these videos and think my body doesn't look too flattering. However, after chatting with a few friends about it in IM and showing them video, the consensus seemed to be "don't care -- so hawt..." heh. So I am posting the shiny silverness.
Before I continue, a short clip of me showing the suit off (with a rope harness):
This actually takes place after the other two videos in this entry, which is why the rope harness has sunk down a little (and I hadn't thought to try pulling it back up).
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There's a little break, but I'm still tied up. I discover that the blindfold has moved just enough from all my squirming about that I can now see a little under it a little, if I angle my head right. Cat kind of laughs when he notices me "following" him with my one "free" eye.
The exact sequence of events is kind of foggy here (and Cat doesn't seem to remember any better), so I'm sort of piecing this together as best I can. I believe it's here that he takes the gag out. Which was quite a relief, as it had started "biting" a bit into the corners of my mouth. Oddly, when I was wearing in the next day and it was strapped *tighter,* it didn't seem to bite as much. Go figure.
I start to ramble to him a bit about what I experienced, etc. -- I've already gone into "processing" mode. I've also managed to mostly slip the blindfold off by rubbing my head against the pillow under me, heh. But it turns out he's not done with me yet, ohhh no.
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The exact sequence of events is kind of foggy here (and Cat doesn't seem to remember any better), so I'm sort of piecing this together as best I can. I believe it's here that he takes the gag out. Which was quite a relief, as it had started "biting" a bit into the corners of my mouth. Oddly, when I was wearing in the next day and it was strapped *tighter,* it didn't seem to bite as much. Go figure.
I start to ramble to him a bit about what I experienced, etc. -- I've already gone into "processing" mode. I've also managed to mostly slip the blindfold off by rubbing my head against the pillow under me, heh. But it turns out he's not done with me yet, ohhh no.
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So much happened these previous two days, I'm honestly not sure I'll be able to remember all the details. Particularly bits when I was in maybe a foggier headspace, heh. And for sure, I might get the order of some parts mixed up. But I'll try my best. ;-)
A friend who goes by the name Cat has been keeping a fun bondage-centric journal atcatbondage (which he tells me he was inspired to start after reading my own ^_^). In one entry, he was talking about how he's long had an interest in bondage and a fascination with total power exchange, but questioning if he'd really have the desire to ever do the "master" thing in reality. And then one day he had a realization:
I thought that was really cool, commenting how "people like that seem so hard to find, at least on BDSM personals. "Service top," I like that, hehe. I just want to find someone who enjoys tying girls up, who loves that I love them tying me up, without the whole 'serving' thing. ;-P" Cat had been thinking doing a little traveling, and I guess at that moment he decided he should make this one of his stops, lol.
And so this became the final stop on his planned trip (so that there wouldn't be a rush to get off to the next destination). The idea being to meet up and chat a bit, and then if feeling sufficiently comfortable with the other, finding a place to have some bondage fun. The only slight difficulty being that my roommates aren't kinky, and Cat was staying in a hostel, so I'd probably have to find a hotel room or something.
Before arriving in town, he sent an email to give a heads-up. At the bottom of the message, he included this silly extra bit, referencing my "DomBot" entry:
Just had to post that...it was too silly. ;-)
We initially met up at the cafe of B and N, but there ended up being so many people in the area that day, being so library-quiet, it felt to me like everything we said would be overheard even if we tried to whisper. So I suggested relocating to the food court at the mall, where as expected we were able to talk quite loudly without much worry, drowned out by the sounds around us.
After chatting for awhile and being able to determine that the other isn't a weirdo crazy person or anything (just two weirdo bondage fans?), we retired off to find a location to have some bondage fun. I had never done this hotel-just-for-some-place-private thing before, so it was kind of weird for me. Even moreso, the most affordable place in the area ended up being not a hotel but a motel...I'm actually not sure if I've ever stayed in a motel before, lol. But once we had a room and were settled, I got over the initial awkwardness fairly quickly. And it ended up being a decent enough place (though I hear the shower had some problems).
Then he brought out his bag filled with various possible toys to play with (including lots of rope). I don't have much in the way of bondage toys myself, but did bring along a bag with my catsuit and zentai suits, for him to choose from if he desired ("do you want the bot? the ragdoll?" heh).
I wasn't really entirely sure what to expect from the day. The snippets of experiences I've read on his blog don't really talk much about any sort of sensation play or how clothed the people were that he's been able to practice tying up so far. Knowing he's read enough of my blog to have gotten a fairly clear idea of what sorts of what I do or don't go for, I'd kind of decided to myself (not openly stated, just in my thoughts) that I'd leave it up to him how comfortable he was as far as my level of undress and types of sensation play, if any. For all I knew, we might end up just sitting around chatting while I'm tied up in various ways.
All I can say is, was I in for a surprise!
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A friend who goes by the name Cat has been keeping a fun bondage-centric journal at
catbondage (which he tells me he was inspired to start after reading my own ^_^). In one entry, he was talking about how he's long had an interest in bondage and a fascination with total power exchange, but questioning if he'd really have the desire to ever do the "master" thing in reality. And then one day he had a realization:"This spring I was at an introduction to shibari class, and at one point we had tied rope on the front of our partner, and the next step was to tie the rope up their back. In a bit of humor the instructor said, "so if you're a dom top, at this point you tell your submissive to turn around, and if you're a service top, you go around to the other side". And I had a bit of a lightbulb go off, and I thought, "oh, I'm a service top!"
Because I've always been a builder, a doer. I build projects, I write software, I implement. I don't get a thrill myself out of someone being compliant... if I'm going to tie someone up, if they've given me permission to tie them up, I don't care what they do. They can struggle or be resistant or try to escape or beat me off me off or just stand there, it doesn't matter: I am going to tie them up and make them helpless."
A month ago I was reading a story over in consciousobject's journal, and at one point the protagonist asked the inventor, "do you think we could use [your invention] to try out some other fantasies of mine?". I commented that when I read that, I thought, "you know, that's what I want. I want to be an implementor of fantasies"."
I thought that was really cool, commenting how "people like that seem so hard to find, at least on BDSM personals. "Service top," I like that, hehe. I just want to find someone who enjoys tying girls up, who loves that I love them tying me up, without the whole 'serving' thing. ;-P" Cat had been thinking doing a little traveling, and I guess at that moment he decided he should make this one of his stops, lol.
And so this became the final stop on his planned trip (so that there wouldn't be a rush to get off to the next destination). The idea being to meet up and chat a bit, and then if feeling sufficiently comfortable with the other, finding a place to have some bondage fun. The only slight difficulty being that my roommates aren't kinky, and Cat was staying in a hostel, so I'd probably have to find a hotel room or something.
Before arriving in town, he sent an email to give a heads-up. At the bottom of the message, he included this silly extra bit, referencing my "DomBot" entry:
"*beep*
Thank you for shopping Bondorobo! We thought you might like to know that your order of one (1) Bondage-Bot has shipped and is due to arrive at the Barnes and Noble in [city] at 12 noon. Your Bondage-Bot comes equipped with a full range of bondage gear for your enjoyment. However, if you are dissatisfied with your Bondage-Bot for any reason, please return it for a full refund. Here at Bondorobo, we aim to please!"
Just had to post that...it was too silly. ;-)
We initially met up at the cafe of B and N, but there ended up being so many people in the area that day, being so library-quiet, it felt to me like everything we said would be overheard even if we tried to whisper. So I suggested relocating to the food court at the mall, where as expected we were able to talk quite loudly without much worry, drowned out by the sounds around us.
After chatting for awhile and being able to determine that the other isn't a weirdo crazy person or anything (just two weirdo bondage fans?), we retired off to find a location to have some bondage fun. I had never done this hotel-just-for-some-place-private thing before, so it was kind of weird for me. Even moreso, the most affordable place in the area ended up being not a hotel but a motel...I'm actually not sure if I've ever stayed in a motel before, lol. But once we had a room and were settled, I got over the initial awkwardness fairly quickly. And it ended up being a decent enough place (though I hear the shower had some problems).
Then he brought out his bag filled with various possible toys to play with (including lots of rope). I don't have much in the way of bondage toys myself, but did bring along a bag with my catsuit and zentai suits, for him to choose from if he desired ("do you want the bot? the ragdoll?" heh).
I wasn't really entirely sure what to expect from the day. The snippets of experiences I've read on his blog don't really talk much about any sort of sensation play or how clothed the people were that he's been able to practice tying up so far. Knowing he's read enough of my blog to have gotten a fairly clear idea of what sorts of what I do or don't go for, I'd kind of decided to myself (not openly stated, just in my thoughts) that I'd leave it up to him how comfortable he was as far as my level of undress and types of sensation play, if any. For all I knew, we might end up just sitting around chatting while I'm tied up in various ways.
All I can say is, was I in for a surprise!
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I'm not familiar with whatever Off The Hook TV is, but this clip on YouTube has some nice suspended rope bondage:
It would've been even better if her hands were bound as well, but that's just me. ;-)
I think it's funny at the end how it appears after he sneaks up on her with a flogger (or something?), she manages to get in a nice little punch to the groin, despite still being all tied up (all in good fun, of course), lol.
It would've been even better if her hands were bound as well, but that's just me. ;-)
I think it's funny at the end how it appears after he sneaks up on her with a flogger (or something?), she manages to get in a nice little punch to the groin, despite still being all tied up (all in good fun, of course), lol.
Saturday I went to an "exploratorium" held by a local BDSM group. It was basically an event where a handful of experts kinksters set up stations to demo their expertise, allowing people to check out each station and explore some things (hence the name).
The event was a fairly small and low-key thing, resulting in the stations being thankfully uncrowded. There were six stations set up: 1) electro-play, 2) misc. toys for sensation-play, 3) canes, 4) whips, 5) floggers, and 6) shibari (Japanese rope bondage). My favorite, of course, was that last one. ^_^
So I made my way over to the shibari table first. He had a couple books with some very cool photos of various fun shibari scenes and such which I paged through, and he also had all sorts of rope for demonstration purposes (and an assistant, wearing a shirt with the words "Rope Slut" hehe). I wasn't really sure what to ask, to I mostly just listened to others have their questions answered.
Not wanting to linger in one area too long, I decided to wander over to the electro-play, the only other area there that remotely interested me. I'm not huge into pain, so canes and whips and things I tend to stay away from...but some lighter electro things seem like they could be kinda fun. He demonstrated various things, such as a violet wand, and the different bulbs that can be placed in for different effects. I tended to wait for others to touch it first, and judge from reactions which ones would be too much for me.
One of the other interesting toys he had was a laptop hooked up to a blindfold that looks like a pair of sunglasses. Inside are LED-looking lights. And also hooked up to the laptop is a box for electricity, which special sticky pads can be hooked into...and then these pads are stuck onto your skin. What happens then is, a music file can be played on the laptop, and the sound gets interpreted as light patterns in the glasses, as well as shocks via the pads on your skin. So as you're shocked, your muscles start twitching and things...to the beat of the music, as you get an interesting lightshow going on through your eyelids (you have to keep your eyes closed while it's on).
After watching someone else try it out first, I decided to be adventurous and see how it was. He asked if I'd ever heard of this or that group, some fairly obscure-sounding things, to which I mentioned I listen mostly to rock. He says he has some Who, AC/DC... I thought The Who sounded like an interesting idea. And yeah, "Won't Get Fooled Again" gave an interesting lightshow.
And let me tell you, you'll never be more aware of the soft/loud dynamics in a song than when those dynamics are being interpreted into softer or harder shocks of electricity, lol. For demonstration purposes, he placed pads only on people's arms...but suggested breasts and things might be interesting places to put them. I can only imagine...being tied up, being bombarded with sound and light and sensation...the latter two playing off of the former.
Also, while he had the music playing through speakers so everyone could hear, the demo-subject was also listening through headphones. The effect is almost like sensory deprivation, being unable to hear or see anything going on arround you...except that at the same time you're being bombarded with sensory information. Would definately be something fun to combine with bondage.
And back to bondage...after trying out the electro machine thing, I decided to head back over to the shibari station, and continue listening/watching. Apparently while I'd been in Who-land, one of the girls there had been tied fairly snuggly, with numerous ropes wrapped around her horizontally. Her arms were stuck snuggly at her sides, but she was still able to walk freely. The idea, I guess, with all the rope, was to give her a wonderfully cozy/snug feeling of just the tightness of the ropes, almost like a body hug...I was so jealous, hehe. And in return, she had business cards listing the guy's website (www.ropecast.net, for anyone interested) placed in her cleavage for people to take...transformed into a mobile business card dispenser of sorts. ;-)
Wandering back to the shibari table, I watched him demonstrate a nice rope harness on another girl, with her arms tied behind her back while acting as an interesting sort of push-up bra in the front. He took a few pics with his digital camera to email her later (after asking, of course, and making sure not to get anyone else in the picture), and then let her stay in the harness and wander about a little to take it in fully.
I'd been too shy to ask to try anything out earlier, but after seeing that built up the courage. He asks what I'd like to try, and I'm like "well, I'm not sure..." -- ever decisive, lol. He decides on something similar to that last harness, but different.
However, just as he's begun, one of the organizers mentions to him that they want to wrap everything up in the next 10 minutes. Perfect timing on my part, eh? ;-P Well, he gave it a good try, attempting a slightly rushed thing, but unfortunately it didn't come out as great as I think he would've liked...for one, it wasn't really binding at all (after he snapped a couple of pics, I broke out of it fairly quickly), and as he said himself really mostly functioned just to look kinda pretty, hehe. Alas.
But yeah...was overall a fun experience. :-)
The event was a fairly small and low-key thing, resulting in the stations being thankfully uncrowded. There were six stations set up: 1) electro-play, 2) misc. toys for sensation-play, 3) canes, 4) whips, 5) floggers, and 6) shibari (Japanese rope bondage). My favorite, of course, was that last one. ^_^
So I made my way over to the shibari table first. He had a couple books with some very cool photos of various fun shibari scenes and such which I paged through, and he also had all sorts of rope for demonstration purposes (and an assistant, wearing a shirt with the words "Rope Slut" hehe). I wasn't really sure what to ask, to I mostly just listened to others have their questions answered.
Not wanting to linger in one area too long, I decided to wander over to the electro-play, the only other area there that remotely interested me. I'm not huge into pain, so canes and whips and things I tend to stay away from...but some lighter electro things seem like they could be kinda fun. He demonstrated various things, such as a violet wand, and the different bulbs that can be placed in for different effects. I tended to wait for others to touch it first, and judge from reactions which ones would be too much for me.
One of the other interesting toys he had was a laptop hooked up to a blindfold that looks like a pair of sunglasses. Inside are LED-looking lights. And also hooked up to the laptop is a box for electricity, which special sticky pads can be hooked into...and then these pads are stuck onto your skin. What happens then is, a music file can be played on the laptop, and the sound gets interpreted as light patterns in the glasses, as well as shocks via the pads on your skin. So as you're shocked, your muscles start twitching and things...to the beat of the music, as you get an interesting lightshow going on through your eyelids (you have to keep your eyes closed while it's on).
After watching someone else try it out first, I decided to be adventurous and see how it was. He asked if I'd ever heard of this or that group, some fairly obscure-sounding things, to which I mentioned I listen mostly to rock. He says he has some Who, AC/DC... I thought The Who sounded like an interesting idea. And yeah, "Won't Get Fooled Again" gave an interesting lightshow.
And let me tell you, you'll never be more aware of the soft/loud dynamics in a song than when those dynamics are being interpreted into softer or harder shocks of electricity, lol. For demonstration purposes, he placed pads only on people's arms...but suggested breasts and things might be interesting places to put them. I can only imagine...being tied up, being bombarded with sound and light and sensation...the latter two playing off of the former.
Also, while he had the music playing through speakers so everyone could hear, the demo-subject was also listening through headphones. The effect is almost like sensory deprivation, being unable to hear or see anything going on arround you...except that at the same time you're being bombarded with sensory information. Would definately be something fun to combine with bondage.
And back to bondage...after trying out the electro machine thing, I decided to head back over to the shibari station, and continue listening/watching. Apparently while I'd been in Who-land, one of the girls there had been tied fairly snuggly, with numerous ropes wrapped around her horizontally. Her arms were stuck snuggly at her sides, but she was still able to walk freely. The idea, I guess, with all the rope, was to give her a wonderfully cozy/snug feeling of just the tightness of the ropes, almost like a body hug...I was so jealous, hehe. And in return, she had business cards listing the guy's website (www.ropecast.net, for anyone interested) placed in her cleavage for people to take...transformed into a mobile business card dispenser of sorts. ;-)
Wandering back to the shibari table, I watched him demonstrate a nice rope harness on another girl, with her arms tied behind her back while acting as an interesting sort of push-up bra in the front. He took a few pics with his digital camera to email her later (after asking, of course, and making sure not to get anyone else in the picture), and then let her stay in the harness and wander about a little to take it in fully.
I'd been too shy to ask to try anything out earlier, but after seeing that built up the courage. He asks what I'd like to try, and I'm like "well, I'm not sure..." -- ever decisive, lol. He decides on something similar to that last harness, but different.
However, just as he's begun, one of the organizers mentions to him that they want to wrap everything up in the next 10 minutes. Perfect timing on my part, eh? ;-P Well, he gave it a good try, attempting a slightly rushed thing, but unfortunately it didn't come out as great as I think he would've liked...for one, it wasn't really binding at all (after he snapped a couple of pics, I broke out of it fairly quickly), and as he said himself really mostly functioned just to look kinda pretty, hehe. Alas.
But yeah...was overall a fun experience. :-)
Technically my first kink-related event was the week before, at a casual no-fetishwear social gathering, but this particular week was my first ever time at a full-on fetish event.
Possibly the scariest thing about it, going in, is that I was aware that nobody I know was going to be there right away when I arrived -- my friend SK, who suggested I check out the event, was going to be out of town for the weekend; my friend MB wasn't going to be able to make it; and this one couple I met recently weren't going to be able to show up until an hour later. I'm pretty shy by nature, so the idea of showing up and not having someone to immediately "cling" to was kind of nerve-wracking. ;-P
But that's not all. This was actually the first time I'd been to any sort of club at night *in general* -- I dunno if it'll come as a surprise or not to those who only know me via this journal, but I've always been more the introverted, bookworm-ish, loner type...I've never had tan interest in drinking, and as such never had a huge inclination to go clubbing and such.
So here I am, walking into a club by my lonesome, without any friends to immediately chat with, going "this is so weird...me, wandering around a club...what am I supposed to do now that I'm here?" Thankfully, the club was still pretty empty at this point...it was still an hour or so after doors opened, but the music hadn't yet started, and there weren't many people around. I decided to grab one of the few seats I could find that wasn't at the bar, just to sit and take in the place...but started to feel kind of silly and self-conscious, wondering if I stuck out like a sore thumb. Not only because I'm sitting by myself, just people-watching, and possibly looking a little "lost"...but also because I was in the minority being a person not dressed in fetishwear.
Oh yeah, I forgot...the event was set up that people get $5 off the cover charge if dressed in fetishwear (or perhaps depending on how you look at it, people too shy to dress too outrageously have to pay $5 more ;-)). When I went up to pay, the young woman taking money at the door said "okay, that'll be $15. Unless you're planning to wear a lot less once you're inside? *smile*" ;-P
So (back to inside the club), feeling all self-conscious I decided to go out on a limb...and make an attempt at socialization! I'd ended up spotting pretty quickly a guy sitting at a table doing kind of similarly to me, just sitting by himself people-watching. So I made my way over, and -- in a move quite unlike me -- started socializing! And it didn't end up being that difficult at all, strangely. Though it helped that, like me, he didn't mind just taking the place in and not keeping a constant conversation going (though unlike me, he'd been here several times). So I was content to do the same...just as long as I was keeping up the appearance of being social. ;-)
Later, when more people were beginning to funnel in, I spotted another guy who didn't appear to be with anyone, just kinda standing around like I'd been earlier. So in another move quite unlike me...I briefly excused myself from chatting with the first guy, and walked right up to this new guy and introduced myself, inviting him to sit with us. What suddenly happened to me...?? ;-P
I ended up sitting by one or the other guy for most of the event, just kinda people watching and chatting occasionally. The second guy, like me it turns out, was also fairly new to fetish events, so we could relate there. The first guy had actually brought some toys with...a violet wand, and some other sort of electric device, and I had a chance to try out the wand (he kept the setting pretty low, I think, understanding I'm not huge into pain or anything...and it felt kinda funky/cool ^_^).
The couple I'd been planning to see there ended up showing a little later than they'd expected, and in fact weren't there for very long before I was feeling kinda pooped and ready to head out. While they were around, they borrowed one of that first guy's other electric toys, this one a rod you hold with one hand that allows you to shock someone by touching them (and the guy in the couple used metal things on his fingertips to enhance it)...he offered to try it on me, but judging from the girl's reaction to the shocks, I was kind of nervous about the intensity, so declined. (Though remained curious after-the-fact as to just what it felt like...maybe next time. ;-))
They'd also arrived just as the main event had wrapped...the main event having been some professional scarification done up on stage. A woman having a pretty design *carved* into her chest (just below the breasts) with a blade. Which is just a tad too intense for me...not something I'd *ever* consider myself, but decided to watch out of curiousity. Though I opted not to get too close, watching from afar up on the blurry screen (and occasionally looking away and people-watching). Just...ow. Ow ow ow.
Oh, and the people-watching was interesting too. Lots of cool/crazy outfits. In particular, a lot of rope harnesses/bikinis going on. And there were a couple large frames to tie people to set up on the floor, to be used by anyone who desired to.
Anyways, the event overall was quite interesting, even if the main event wasn't so much my thing. Hoping to have some money in time for the next one (it's a monthly event) to scope it out again. :-)
Possibly the scariest thing about it, going in, is that I was aware that nobody I know was going to be there right away when I arrived -- my friend SK, who suggested I check out the event, was going to be out of town for the weekend; my friend MB wasn't going to be able to make it; and this one couple I met recently weren't going to be able to show up until an hour later. I'm pretty shy by nature, so the idea of showing up and not having someone to immediately "cling" to was kind of nerve-wracking. ;-P
But that's not all. This was actually the first time I'd been to any sort of club at night *in general* -- I dunno if it'll come as a surprise or not to those who only know me via this journal, but I've always been more the introverted, bookworm-ish, loner type...I've never had tan interest in drinking, and as such never had a huge inclination to go clubbing and such.
So here I am, walking into a club by my lonesome, without any friends to immediately chat with, going "this is so weird...me, wandering around a club...what am I supposed to do now that I'm here?" Thankfully, the club was still pretty empty at this point...it was still an hour or so after doors opened, but the music hadn't yet started, and there weren't many people around. I decided to grab one of the few seats I could find that wasn't at the bar, just to sit and take in the place...but started to feel kind of silly and self-conscious, wondering if I stuck out like a sore thumb. Not only because I'm sitting by myself, just people-watching, and possibly looking a little "lost"...but also because I was in the minority being a person not dressed in fetishwear.
Oh yeah, I forgot...the event was set up that people get $5 off the cover charge if dressed in fetishwear (or perhaps depending on how you look at it, people too shy to dress too outrageously have to pay $5 more ;-)). When I went up to pay, the young woman taking money at the door said "okay, that'll be $15. Unless you're planning to wear a lot less once you're inside? *smile*" ;-P
So (back to inside the club), feeling all self-conscious I decided to go out on a limb...and make an attempt at socialization! I'd ended up spotting pretty quickly a guy sitting at a table doing kind of similarly to me, just sitting by himself people-watching. So I made my way over, and -- in a move quite unlike me -- started socializing! And it didn't end up being that difficult at all, strangely. Though it helped that, like me, he didn't mind just taking the place in and not keeping a constant conversation going (though unlike me, he'd been here several times). So I was content to do the same...just as long as I was keeping up the appearance of being social. ;-)
Later, when more people were beginning to funnel in, I spotted another guy who didn't appear to be with anyone, just kinda standing around like I'd been earlier. So in another move quite unlike me...I briefly excused myself from chatting with the first guy, and walked right up to this new guy and introduced myself, inviting him to sit with us. What suddenly happened to me...?? ;-P
I ended up sitting by one or the other guy for most of the event, just kinda people watching and chatting occasionally. The second guy, like me it turns out, was also fairly new to fetish events, so we could relate there. The first guy had actually brought some toys with...a violet wand, and some other sort of electric device, and I had a chance to try out the wand (he kept the setting pretty low, I think, understanding I'm not huge into pain or anything...and it felt kinda funky/cool ^_^).
The couple I'd been planning to see there ended up showing a little later than they'd expected, and in fact weren't there for very long before I was feeling kinda pooped and ready to head out. While they were around, they borrowed one of that first guy's other electric toys, this one a rod you hold with one hand that allows you to shock someone by touching them (and the guy in the couple used metal things on his fingertips to enhance it)...he offered to try it on me, but judging from the girl's reaction to the shocks, I was kind of nervous about the intensity, so declined. (Though remained curious after-the-fact as to just what it felt like...maybe next time. ;-))
They'd also arrived just as the main event had wrapped...the main event having been some professional scarification done up on stage. A woman having a pretty design *carved* into her chest (just below the breasts) with a blade. Which is just a tad too intense for me...not something I'd *ever* consider myself, but decided to watch out of curiousity. Though I opted not to get too close, watching from afar up on the blurry screen (and occasionally looking away and people-watching). Just...ow. Ow ow ow.
Oh, and the people-watching was interesting too. Lots of cool/crazy outfits. In particular, a lot of rope harnesses/bikinis going on. And there were a couple large frames to tie people to set up on the floor, to be used by anyone who desired to.
Anyways, the event overall was quite interesting, even if the main event wasn't so much my thing. Hoping to have some money in time for the next one (it's a monthly event) to scope it out again. :-)
A few weeks after playing with my friend SK, I met up with another friend (who I'll call MB), who I'd been chatting with for awhile via Yahoo after similarly meeting him on CollarMe.com. Unlike SK, MB hadn'nt had a lot of real-world experience with bondage -- he'd read up on various things, and practiced tying rope on himself to get the hang of it, but had yet to actually have the opportunity to play with anyone. After chatting quite a bit, I decided to volunteer to help him gain some experience by being a test-dummy/mannequin for him to try out some various things on. ^_^
One of the things he'd been most looking forward to trying on someone for the longest time was a rope harness/bikini, so we decided to try that out first. For me, this was only my second time having a harness tied on me (the first being just a few weeks earlier with SK), but this time I encountered a surprise. When SK had tied his harness on me, I'm not sure I ever had much of an opportunity to put my arms down while it was on (my hands being tied over my head most of the time, if I'm remembering correctly)...this time, however, MB had me put my arms down once the upper harness was all securely fastened...and oh my! When I put my arms down, the rope above and below my breasts became taught...putting slight but constant pressure on my breasts, making them not only quite firm, but fairly sensative. o_o
He also made it into a full bikini, having rope go between my legs (though with my bottom still on). My wrists were then tied behind my back, attached to the harness so that I couldn't really do much with them at all. With this tickling between my legs, my breasts feeling extra sensative, and my hands unavailable to do much about it, I was feeling *so* turned on...and having trouble standing, lol.
He, too, had clothespins, but one of them kept falling off...and in doing so, wearing out the one nipple faster than the other. We also kinda wore the nipples out too far, to that point where they start stinging a bit...which tends to not be as fun for me. But what can ya do?
The second thing we tried came out of just sitting around idley chatting. I sat in his computer chair while he sat on his bed, and while twisting side to side in the chair I started just sort of thinking out loud about what would be an amusing scenario to attempt the way the chair is built. Here's what we did:
We start with me sitting in the chair normally, feet flat on the floor. First, I pull my legs up under the seat of the chair, using my hands to hold my ankles in place while he fastens the ankles with rope to the underside of each armrest (where the armrests attach to the seat). I made a point to lift them up high enough that I would not be able to reach the wheel-base with my feet (so that I could be spun in any direction, without having the ability to use my toes to stop myself ;-)).
If I'm recally correctly, I also had a top harness on again, continuing to make my breasts nice and sensative (though the nipples themselves didn't have much left in them for another workout). My hands were then tied behind my back, behind the backrest. (It took some adjusting before he figured out a way to get things so I was unable to lean forward and wiggle my arms out, but he worked it out eventually. ;-)) Then, we added a makeshift blindfold (using my shirt or something, I think, lol).
The beautiful thing about this setup is that not only was I completely immobile -- rendered essentially armless and legless, with chest full exposed -- but if the top so desired, I could easily be moved by him wherever he wanted. A repositional Object existing for his amusement. ^_^
And the blindfold accentuates the feeling of objectness, taking away my ability to see what's going to happen next, or even tell where in the room I am, lol. We also attempted a makeshift gag (I love the idea of gags in bondage, adding to the feeling of being an object by stripping me of the ability to communicate), but it didn't work so well, alas.
But overall, the chair was a wonderfully fun time. He thankfully went easy on the nipples as it was apparent they were worn out, heh...the best was probably when he would lightly massage a whole breast, with his palm...it felt sooo niiice... *sigh* Lol.
We were joking later about an amusing fantasy scenerio, where bound up like that plus a hood tied to my head, I might be wheeled over into the TV room...where I would be left sitting near the couch while the top watched TV...only turning his attention to me during commercials, where he'd use me to keep himself entertained until the break was over. ;-)
Taking it to the next level even, imagine adding earplugs under the hood...total sensory deprivation. I'd have no hint at all when the next commercial break was coming...until suddenly feeling myself being touched. ;-)
One of the things he'd been most looking forward to trying on someone for the longest time was a rope harness/bikini, so we decided to try that out first. For me, this was only my second time having a harness tied on me (the first being just a few weeks earlier with SK), but this time I encountered a surprise. When SK had tied his harness on me, I'm not sure I ever had much of an opportunity to put my arms down while it was on (my hands being tied over my head most of the time, if I'm remembering correctly)...this time, however, MB had me put my arms down once the upper harness was all securely fastened...and oh my! When I put my arms down, the rope above and below my breasts became taught...putting slight but constant pressure on my breasts, making them not only quite firm, but fairly sensative. o_o
He also made it into a full bikini, having rope go between my legs (though with my bottom still on). My wrists were then tied behind my back, attached to the harness so that I couldn't really do much with them at all. With this tickling between my legs, my breasts feeling extra sensative, and my hands unavailable to do much about it, I was feeling *so* turned on...and having trouble standing, lol.
He, too, had clothespins, but one of them kept falling off...and in doing so, wearing out the one nipple faster than the other. We also kinda wore the nipples out too far, to that point where they start stinging a bit...which tends to not be as fun for me. But what can ya do?
The second thing we tried came out of just sitting around idley chatting. I sat in his computer chair while he sat on his bed, and while twisting side to side in the chair I started just sort of thinking out loud about what would be an amusing scenario to attempt the way the chair is built. Here's what we did:
We start with me sitting in the chair normally, feet flat on the floor. First, I pull my legs up under the seat of the chair, using my hands to hold my ankles in place while he fastens the ankles with rope to the underside of each armrest (where the armrests attach to the seat). I made a point to lift them up high enough that I would not be able to reach the wheel-base with my feet (so that I could be spun in any direction, without having the ability to use my toes to stop myself ;-)).
If I'm recally correctly, I also had a top harness on again, continuing to make my breasts nice and sensative (though the nipples themselves didn't have much left in them for another workout). My hands were then tied behind my back, behind the backrest. (It took some adjusting before he figured out a way to get things so I was unable to lean forward and wiggle my arms out, but he worked it out eventually. ;-)) Then, we added a makeshift blindfold (using my shirt or something, I think, lol).
The beautiful thing about this setup is that not only was I completely immobile -- rendered essentially armless and legless, with chest full exposed -- but if the top so desired, I could easily be moved by him wherever he wanted. A repositional Object existing for his amusement. ^_^
And the blindfold accentuates the feeling of objectness, taking away my ability to see what's going to happen next, or even tell where in the room I am, lol. We also attempted a makeshift gag (I love the idea of gags in bondage, adding to the feeling of being an object by stripping me of the ability to communicate), but it didn't work so well, alas.
But overall, the chair was a wonderfully fun time. He thankfully went easy on the nipples as it was apparent they were worn out, heh...the best was probably when he would lightly massage a whole breast, with his palm...it felt sooo niiice... *sigh* Lol.
We were joking later about an amusing fantasy scenerio, where bound up like that plus a hood tied to my head, I might be wheeled over into the TV room...where I would be left sitting near the couch while the top watched TV...only turning his attention to me during commercials, where he'd use me to keep himself entertained until the break was over. ;-)
Taking it to the next level even, imagine adding earplugs under the hood...total sensory deprivation. I'd have no hint at all when the next commercial break was coming...until suddenly feeling myself being touched. ;-)
I've been meaning to write about my more recent real-life experiences, but keep getting side-tracked and distracted, heh. Anyways, here's my first one (finally).
Towards the end of college, I'd been thinking about beginning to explore the local BDSM community, but had been to busy (and shy ^_^) to really do so while still in school. Recently I moved to a new city, now that I'm out of college...and somehow found the courage to take this opportunity to finally explore the local community *here.*
But first, I began by searching online. I decided to try out the whole BDSM personals thing, and have actually had some some great luck using CollarMe.com (probably my favorite of all the BDSM personals sites I've looked at). Case in point -- one of the earliest people from this area to contact me is a great, friendly guy who is pretty active in the local community, who I'll refer to as SK (since this journal is really more about me than about the tops I play with, I figure I'll keep people anonymous for the time being...unless they expressedly want the credit ^_^). It became clear fairly quickly in our text exchanges that he was very intelligent and thoughtful (sadly a rarity on BDSM personals, which might become the topic of a future entry ;-P), so we decided to meet up for a bite to eat, and some play. ^_^
After chatting over food at a restaurant, we headed over to his place. He introduced me to his cute slavegirl, but I was feeling kinda shy and didn't say much, lol. After showing me around the house a little, he lead me downstairs. It was the first time I'd ever been in anything that actually visually resembled a BDSM dungeon before. Trying to take it all in, it didn't entirely feel "real" to me...that I was actually there...with the mix of wonder, excitement, and nervousness.
We'd chatted enough before even meeting up that he had a pretty good understanding of what sort of things do and don't interest me. He understands that I'm not naturally submissive in "regular" life, but explained that while in-scene he does expect a degree of obedience from me, as far as following commands and such. The commands thing took (and takes, lol) some getting used to for me, but I was completely fine with trying my best for him in this situation.
The commands he showed me primarily involved taking certain poses...this command means sit in this position, this command means put your arms like this, etc. Thinking along the lines of android-ish type roleplay, you could almost make the comparison to being programmed, taking one of a handful of standard poses when a word is given. Though I don't think that particular idea came to me until afterwards, heh.
Would be something potentially fun to try with hypnosis, though...automatically taking a pose without a thought, and being "stuck" that way even if I want to *try* and escape from it. ^_^
I sat in a kneeling position, and while we chatted some more, he slowly took off clothes and set them aside (though for my comfort we agreed my bottom stayed on). He then had me stand up, with my arms up, and began tying a rope harness. I started getting arroused just from the feeling of it...but at the same time, noticed a hint of something feeling not quite right. Not related at all to the situation itself, but rather with my body...my stomach feeling kind of weird...kind of tight. But for the time being, I ignored it...and it seemed to go away.
Once the harness was all tied, he instructed me to walk forward...and then yanked on the harness after I took a few steps, stopping me in my tracks. Which was quite amusing, hehe. He then tied my wrists, and put a blindfold over my eyes. He led me over to a spot in the room, and began tying my wrists to a hook in the ceiling, also tying my ankles or knees or something (I no longer remember -- really wish I'd written this sooner, when it was most fresh in my mind) to hooks towards the ground, keeping me from being able to move much in any direction. And then placed clothespins on my nipples, and started playing with them... ^_^
Unfortunately, about this time, that weird feeling I first noticed came back...I started feeling kind of dizzy, and my stomach getting all tight again. I asked for some water, my mouth feeling kind of dry, and took some slow deep breaths, in hopes that'd calm it down...but it soon became apparent the scene was going to have to end (as much fun as I'd been having up to this point), as the realization hit me that the way my stomach was feeling, I might be throwing up soon.
But by the time I realized what that feeling meant, it was too late...I turned my head and out it came. I was mortified. Here is this guy kind enough to treat me to some fun, and I go and throw up on his floor. I felt *so* embarrassed, and was apologizing profusely while he went about quickly freeing me, and assuring me that it was alright.
I was already feeling a lot better physically almost before I was completely free. Once untied, I quickly cleaned it up. There wasn't at all as much as I'd thought there'd been, actually...it was just a tiny spot.
He guided me over to the matress just outside the dungeon doorway, and had me lay down. He took much care in making sure I was relaxed, and fanned me over. It felt quite nice...though I remained slightly preoccupied with wondering just what had happened. I'm *still* not sure, to be honest. I wonder if I just ate too much at the restaurant just before? Didn't wait long enough after eating? I don't know.
Anyways, after laying and chatting some, we decided to make another go of it. This time, he decided to have me lay down, tying me to a bench while I layed on my back. Once again there was a blindfold...and clothespins, hehe. My nipples are still fairly inexperienced when it comes to this level of play, so rather than focus too much attention on them and burn them out right away, he eventually took the clothespins off...and took out some rather intimdating-looking claws (pulling up my blindfold for just a moment to make sure I had a chance to see them)!
I'm not much for fear-based edge-play or mindfuck, so when he told me to try and keep still while he lightly dragged these across me because they're quite sharp, I was just a bit tense for awhile and looking forward to this being overwith, lol. But as it went on, I realized fairly quickly that he was very experienced with these and that I could trust him enough to not worry about him cutting me. Because, you see, the point of the claws isn't necessarily to draw blood (though they could be used in that manner)...rather, when lightly dragged across the skin, it creates a ticklish sensation. And I'm not typically very ticklish, so something like this is about the only way I *can* be easily tickled, lol.
But yet so tough, knowing how easy it would be still to get cut. As I trusted him more, I gradually relaxed and allowed myself to squirm more...but still had to hold back to some degree, as I didn't want to make things too difficult for him. So wanting to squirm uncontrollably, yet having to still maintain some degree of control...so hard. ;-P
Especially since, the longer he did it, the more sensative my skin seemed to get...each pass feeling more intense than the last. And being blindfolded, I was that much more focused on the sensations...the touches on my skin being the only thing I could "see," and my never knowing where the next touch was going to be. It was wonderful...and exhausting, seeming to go on forever. I honestly have no clue how much time passed with me like that...could have been 10 minutes, could have been an hour, I have no idea.
(I'm also aware, in this state, that I'm making all sorts of silly noises, lol...which I get kind of self-conscious about, as I have no idea what they sound like to the other person, and if the other person finds them annoying or enjoys them or what. But I can't seem to help it...I just lose control and start making noises, lol. For that reason, I sometimes finding myself wishing I had a gag, just to maybe keep me from thinking as much about the noises I'm making...as well as, of course, enhancing the control aspect. ^_^)
His aftercare is exquisite. Having that matress outside the doorway is quite handy, allowing for us to lay back and relax, chatting and recuperating...and he very clearly puts thought into making sure his bottom is comfortable and feeling cared for after a scene. I think it's lost on a lot of people (both tops and bottoms) just how important the after-scene stuff can be.
A wonderful experience overall...can't wait to maybe do something with him again. :-)
Towards the end of college, I'd been thinking about beginning to explore the local BDSM community, but had been to busy (and shy ^_^) to really do so while still in school. Recently I moved to a new city, now that I'm out of college...and somehow found the courage to take this opportunity to finally explore the local community *here.*
But first, I began by searching online. I decided to try out the whole BDSM personals thing, and have actually had some some great luck using CollarMe.com (probably my favorite of all the BDSM personals sites I've looked at). Case in point -- one of the earliest people from this area to contact me is a great, friendly guy who is pretty active in the local community, who I'll refer to as SK (since this journal is really more about me than about the tops I play with, I figure I'll keep people anonymous for the time being...unless they expressedly want the credit ^_^). It became clear fairly quickly in our text exchanges that he was very intelligent and thoughtful (sadly a rarity on BDSM personals, which might become the topic of a future entry ;-P), so we decided to meet up for a bite to eat, and some play. ^_^
After chatting over food at a restaurant, we headed over to his place. He introduced me to his cute slavegirl, but I was feeling kinda shy and didn't say much, lol. After showing me around the house a little, he lead me downstairs. It was the first time I'd ever been in anything that actually visually resembled a BDSM dungeon before. Trying to take it all in, it didn't entirely feel "real" to me...that I was actually there...with the mix of wonder, excitement, and nervousness.
We'd chatted enough before even meeting up that he had a pretty good understanding of what sort of things do and don't interest me. He understands that I'm not naturally submissive in "regular" life, but explained that while in-scene he does expect a degree of obedience from me, as far as following commands and such. The commands thing took (and takes, lol) some getting used to for me, but I was completely fine with trying my best for him in this situation.
The commands he showed me primarily involved taking certain poses...this command means sit in this position, this command means put your arms like this, etc. Thinking along the lines of android-ish type roleplay, you could almost make the comparison to being programmed, taking one of a handful of standard poses when a word is given. Though I don't think that particular idea came to me until afterwards, heh.
Would be something potentially fun to try with hypnosis, though...automatically taking a pose without a thought, and being "stuck" that way even if I want to *try* and escape from it. ^_^
I sat in a kneeling position, and while we chatted some more, he slowly took off clothes and set them aside (though for my comfort we agreed my bottom stayed on). He then had me stand up, with my arms up, and began tying a rope harness. I started getting arroused just from the feeling of it...but at the same time, noticed a hint of something feeling not quite right. Not related at all to the situation itself, but rather with my body...my stomach feeling kind of weird...kind of tight. But for the time being, I ignored it...and it seemed to go away.
Once the harness was all tied, he instructed me to walk forward...and then yanked on the harness after I took a few steps, stopping me in my tracks. Which was quite amusing, hehe. He then tied my wrists, and put a blindfold over my eyes. He led me over to a spot in the room, and began tying my wrists to a hook in the ceiling, also tying my ankles or knees or something (I no longer remember -- really wish I'd written this sooner, when it was most fresh in my mind) to hooks towards the ground, keeping me from being able to move much in any direction. And then placed clothespins on my nipples, and started playing with them... ^_^
Unfortunately, about this time, that weird feeling I first noticed came back...I started feeling kind of dizzy, and my stomach getting all tight again. I asked for some water, my mouth feeling kind of dry, and took some slow deep breaths, in hopes that'd calm it down...but it soon became apparent the scene was going to have to end (as much fun as I'd been having up to this point), as the realization hit me that the way my stomach was feeling, I might be throwing up soon.
But by the time I realized what that feeling meant, it was too late...I turned my head and out it came. I was mortified. Here is this guy kind enough to treat me to some fun, and I go and throw up on his floor. I felt *so* embarrassed, and was apologizing profusely while he went about quickly freeing me, and assuring me that it was alright.
I was already feeling a lot better physically almost before I was completely free. Once untied, I quickly cleaned it up. There wasn't at all as much as I'd thought there'd been, actually...it was just a tiny spot.
He guided me over to the matress just outside the dungeon doorway, and had me lay down. He took much care in making sure I was relaxed, and fanned me over. It felt quite nice...though I remained slightly preoccupied with wondering just what had happened. I'm *still* not sure, to be honest. I wonder if I just ate too much at the restaurant just before? Didn't wait long enough after eating? I don't know.
Anyways, after laying and chatting some, we decided to make another go of it. This time, he decided to have me lay down, tying me to a bench while I layed on my back. Once again there was a blindfold...and clothespins, hehe. My nipples are still fairly inexperienced when it comes to this level of play, so rather than focus too much attention on them and burn them out right away, he eventually took the clothespins off...and took out some rather intimdating-looking claws (pulling up my blindfold for just a moment to make sure I had a chance to see them)!
I'm not much for fear-based edge-play or mindfuck, so when he told me to try and keep still while he lightly dragged these across me because they're quite sharp, I was just a bit tense for awhile and looking forward to this being overwith, lol. But as it went on, I realized fairly quickly that he was very experienced with these and that I could trust him enough to not worry about him cutting me. Because, you see, the point of the claws isn't necessarily to draw blood (though they could be used in that manner)...rather, when lightly dragged across the skin, it creates a ticklish sensation. And I'm not typically very ticklish, so something like this is about the only way I *can* be easily tickled, lol.
But yet so tough, knowing how easy it would be still to get cut. As I trusted him more, I gradually relaxed and allowed myself to squirm more...but still had to hold back to some degree, as I didn't want to make things too difficult for him. So wanting to squirm uncontrollably, yet having to still maintain some degree of control...so hard. ;-P
Especially since, the longer he did it, the more sensative my skin seemed to get...each pass feeling more intense than the last. And being blindfolded, I was that much more focused on the sensations...the touches on my skin being the only thing I could "see," and my never knowing where the next touch was going to be. It was wonderful...and exhausting, seeming to go on forever. I honestly have no clue how much time passed with me like that...could have been 10 minutes, could have been an hour, I have no idea.
(I'm also aware, in this state, that I'm making all sorts of silly noises, lol...which I get kind of self-conscious about, as I have no idea what they sound like to the other person, and if the other person finds them annoying or enjoys them or what. But I can't seem to help it...I just lose control and start making noises, lol. For that reason, I sometimes finding myself wishing I had a gag, just to maybe keep me from thinking as much about the noises I'm making...as well as, of course, enhancing the control aspect. ^_^)
His aftercare is exquisite. Having that matress outside the doorway is quite handy, allowing for us to lay back and relax, chatting and recuperating...and he very clearly puts thought into making sure his bottom is comfortable and feeling cared for after a scene. I think it's lost on a lot of people (both tops and bottoms) just how important the after-scene stuff can be.
A wonderful experience overall...can't wait to maybe do something with him again. :-)
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