Bound for My Pleasure

I have been feeling turned on lately, and my preoccupation with my sexy sub has been running rampant. Since we have children, time for extended sexual play is almost exclusively late in the evening. Yesterday was no exception, however throughout the day I had managed to tease him for a few minutes here and there. He has been wearing my panties for quite some time now, and when he arrived home for an outing yesterday I had a pair of pantyhose waiting for him. He put them on under his jeans and commented later that they served as an excellent almost constant reminder of me.

As we retired to bed last night, my plans for an erotic evening came together. I instructed j to remove all of his clothing and lay down on the bed. As he did, I retrieved rope and scissors. I had him lay flat on his back with his legs together. I wrapped the rope several times around his ankles and then between his feet several times before tying it off. Then I took another length of rope and encircled his cock and balls several times, pulling it very tight. This rope I then attached to the rope between his ankles, pulling until his ankles were pulled up near his body and his cock and balls had a constant feeling of being tugged. Finally I had him put his wrists together on his belly and tied them up in a manner similar to his ankles. I tied his secured wrists to his ankles. Satisfied that he was not going anywhere, and enjoying both my beautiful bondage and his erection, I moved on.

I attached a clothespin to each nipple, taunting and teasing him as I did. Then I attached four clothespins to his scrotum, giving each a tug so that I could hear him moan. (As a side note, one of my favorite parts of tying up his nether regions is the extra sensitivity it brings. He was intensely aroused despite the pain.) I teased him for a few minutes, lightly stroking his cock and running my fingers over his body. At some point I took pity on him and removed the clothespins from his nipples, but the ones on his scrotum remained. I took several pictures of j like this, which he may share on his blog. He began to moan from the pain being caused by the clothespins, so I removed them as well, but not before giving each one a quick tug.

Seeing j like that was making me wet and incredibly aroused. I laid on the bed opposite him, so that he could watch me masturbate. It worked out well since I had a great view of my handiwork. I moaned and thrashed about on the bed and reached a nice orgasm. j seemed desperate for some attention on his cock, and since his hands were pulled down near his cock I told him he could stroke his cock but could only use one finger. I giggled as I watching him struggle to figure out which finger would provide the most intensity, finally settling on his pinkie finger. He rubbed it up and down on his cock as best he could (which was not very well, since he was tied tightly). Still, he was so aroused from watching me play with my pussy and climax and being tied up that it was not long before he asked if he could cum. I denied his request, but told him to continue rubbing his cock with his finger. After some time I decided to cut the ties between his cock and ankles and wrists and ankles. His genitals, wrists and ankles were all still securely and tightly bound, just not to each other.

j was desperate for an orgasm, but I wanted to know just how desperate he was. I instructed him to turn over onto his stomach, which was not an easy task considering his bonds, but after some flopping he succeeded. I told him that if he wanted to cum tonight, he would have to hump the bed to reach his orgasm. He expressed doubt that he could get off this way, but desire and arousal led him to try. It was one of the sexiest things I have ever seen: j, with his wrists secured and extended above him and his ankles secured as well, with his ass going up in the air over and over again as he desperately humped the bed. The show was too much for me, and it was not long before I was having another orgasm as I watched him. This provided even more fuel for his fire, since I moan loudly when I cum. He was humping the bed vigorously at this point and I heard him breathlessly ask if he could cum. Feeling that he had earned this one, I allowed him to cum all over the bed (and himself).

It was a very intense experience, and I continue to be impressed by the levels of desire and arousal j can reach.

Discussing Desires

When j and I first delved into D/s, we found a great checklist of hundreds (yes, hundreds) of possible D/s related activities. The idea is that both partners can disclose their interests, limits, and desires in this manner. The first time we did this, both j and I were a little unnerved talking about some of the things on this list, so I printed out a copy for each of us and we answered it separately. Later I took both copies and cross-referenced them. We discussed areas we both were interested in, and noted each others limits. It was handy to have a little checklist to consider when I wanted to try something new.

A couple years later, we revisited this exercise. Again, we answered separately and compared answers, but this time in a more open manner. Many things we had previously not been interested in had grown into desires for one or both of us. Also, some things we had been curious about when we considered the list initially had become things we loved (and a couple of things we had tried and could cross off our list since we neither one of us enjoyed them).

Last night we went over the list again, and this time we did it together. There were a couple of surprises for each of us, but for the most part it was just a reflection on where we want to progress. Five plus years into D/s, there are still many things we have not tried (but want to)! I believe it is critical for partners to discuss these things periodically. Desires and turn-ons change over time, and previous limits can melt away over time.

All the talk of D/s turned me on quite a bit. When we were done, I took off my clothes and asked j for my Eroscillator. I instructed him to tell me a fantasy while I masturbated. Initially, he said nothing. In fact, it was several minutes before he began talking, but finally he gave in and told a very erotic story of him coming home to find me naked and pleasuring myself. In his story I instructed him to take off all of his clothes, and tied him up spread-eagled to the bed. I applied a numbing agent to his cock, so that I could receive pleasure from his cock inside me but he could feel very little. After putting a blindfold on him, I lowered my ass onto his cock. With his cock in my ass, I used a dildo on my pussy. I used him in this manner for quite some time, climaxing several times. When I was done with his cock, I sat on his face, the juices from my pussy dripping down over him. His tongue alternated between flicking across my clit and licking my pussy... at least that was how the fantasy went. As jim relayed his fantasy to me, I had a couple of very intense orgasms. I appreciate that he left his comfort zone in order to open up to me, and hope that watching my body writhe from the intense orgasms will encourage him to do this more in the future.

Too Much of a Good Thing

I have posted before about the difficulties that j and I have maintaining the D/s aspect of our relationship since we work together. Being together 24/7 is difficult, and since I am the boss both at home and at work, j is constantly serving me. It sounds good in theory, but it practice it has been a struggle. j needs his time to be in control (at work) in order to deeply submit to me at home. Furthermore, working together makes it easy to bring our work home with us.

I am happy (and a bit sad) to report that I will soon be working elsewhere. While I will miss being with j all the time, I feel that working apart is best. From the time we started working together a few years ago, D/s between us has suffered. In fact, the times that things are the best between us are when one of us leaves the office for the day.

As I have written before, j is a strong man. he is talented in many areas, and quite honestly performs very well in a leadership position. When I am around however, he does not feel comfortable taking any control. And I must admit, there are days that I wish I was not in charge all day (and night) long.

Considering how intense things were between us before we started working together, I imagine this blog will be getting steamy hot soon!

Gone but Not Forgotten

It has been a long couple of weeks, and I apologize for not posting. j and I went on a family vacation, which was wonderful. I wish I could say that it afforded us more time for our D/s pleasures, but that was definitely not the case. We dedicated much of our time to our children and bonding as a family.

When we returned, j had a doctors appointment. It was supposed to be just a blood pressure check, but he saw a different doctor who wanted to examine him. He said that he sat there for a few minutes contemplating how he would respond if the doctor asked him to remove his pants (and therefore discovered him wearing panties). He decided that the best way to handle it was to approach it head-on. If the doctor saw and said anything, j was prepared to explain to him just why he was wearing my panties. Behavior like that makes me proud of him. It would have been easy to simply say that we ran out of clean underwear and he grabbed a pair of mine, or that he wore them by mistake. Fortunately for him, he was not asked to remove his pants. On a side note, j really hates going to see the doctor. When he goes, however, I experience a couple different emotions. I worry (because I love him dearly, and want him to be with me for many years to come). I also become a bit aroused. I like thinking about him, sitting on an examining table, completely vulnerable. I like knowing that it makes him feel uncomfortable. I have not shared these feelings with him (though obviously he will know now), and have always thought it a bit odd that I feel this way. Upon some reflection though, I think it is like imagining him with another Mistress. He is in a position where he is partially clothed, essentially forced to do whatever is asked of him, vulnerable and open.

During our time away, I felt that our level of intimacy was low, but j told me that he felt we had maintained a good level of intimacy, especially considering the circumstances. I think he is right. Thinking about our last couple of weeks, I have grabbed and pinched his nipples many times, smacked his ass quite a bit, enjoyed a shower with him as he washed my body and my hair, gotten a pedicure, slapped his balls many times, been brought to orgasm several times, watched him masturbate for me, and allowed him to make love to me. I think since our encounters have been limited and we have not had time to really spend an evening (or more than a few minutes even) alone, it makes me feel like our levels of Dominance and submission have waned. I am hoping to take care of that soon!