Real Bondage Blog

N and I have started playing again. You’ll be glad to know that i’m sure. Not playing in the normal sense. She wanted to play with my mind, and who am I to refuse such a gorgeous woman! She bought me a little present of a CB3000. I laughed at first, She didn’t. At that point she asked, nah, told me that it was going on in the morning and I had better please myself before bedtime because it wasn’t coming off for a day or two. Ok, so I was quite intrigued and I thought I would walk this little bondage/denial thing. So next morning it went on. Lots of hints and tips to follow

I think I may have been walking like a cowboy for a while, but after you get used to it, it isn’t so bad, in fact it’s very sexy in a perverse kind of way.

After a few hours it gets harder, the compulsion to pull one off when your semi flacid and can’t get hard is massive, but then again you don’t want to let down your super sexy dominant partner, do you!

Later that evening I was so desperate to orgasm I would have done just about anything to be relieved. To add to my torture, I was told to come and kneel in front of N. She unbuttoned my shirt and then started playing with my nipples, hard. The little minx! Ok, so now it was painful, I was so excited I was dripping, but still no relief. She laughed as she knew I wanted it so much but wasn’t allowed and really couldn’t do anything about it.

We then went to bed and N purposely ignored me. It was so frustrating. My mind was hers. Anything for release!

So I had to think other things. Eventually I fell asleep but woke up about 3am with such a raging semi hardon that it was agony. No way could I sleep. Who would have thought morning wood could be so painful!!!!!

Eventually I came back to bed and slept a bit and was woken up with my nipples being kissed. Oh how erotic but I wasn’t going to escape. N then looked at me, dead in the eye and stroked my balls. The pain came back again. She then laughed, unlocked me and told me to finish myself off. I did, and it was one of the biggest orgasms I have ever had! I even got a cuddle off N post orgasm. She told me it may well become a permanent fixture. Maybe I will blog a bit later about the mental aspect of this, mental bondage if you will.

Sado fun. Doesn’t sound like fun. Well then, you have just been doing it wrong. If it wasn’t fun we wouldn’t do it! Nipple clamps for example can be used as a little taster. Ok so i’m such a raging pervert that I like them a little weighted so they pull a little harder. What I am trying to express in my own way is that torture can be fun. Pain can also be used as punishment, as a control tool, or behaviour modification (This is all for pleasure btw, in not advocating using it to bad ends)

One example of being used as a control is that sometimes Mistress likes me on all fours. I don’t like this. It kind of embarrasses me, humbling even. So to keep me on edge but on all fours she usually uses nipple clamps that are tightly connected to my chute so that should I try to get up, my nipples are really really going to hurt (That is if I don’t have to pick them off the floor ) because severe doesn’t come into it.

This way I know that if I start to get pissy and try and stand up, it will hurt. Therefore I don’t do it. When Mistress wants me on all fours with my butt in the air she gets it! I guess you could call it minor behaviour modification, but I don’t mind if it improves me

Getting excited sitting in front of the TV when you don’t have anything naughty on the tv is kinda wierd. I was watching a program last night ( a cheap soap at that) and this guy had captured and bound this poor woman. Gagged and wriggling on the sofa, I suddenly felt a twinge and took an interest. Ok so it wasn’t overtly sexual to most people, but it was to me.

I figure that if your into bondage, you know from an early age. I remember I was. It’s a blessing and a curse at the same time.

Although it took me many years to accept it, I now revel in it and wouldn’t change it for the world!

Working at bondage is difficult but rewarding. The most important bit about it is communication. Both top and bottom have to listen. Bit obvious but I was reminded of this fact during the week, and it could have had nasty repercussions, had I not sad down and just listened.

Unlike this poor girl who may have a problem communicating: