Ten Sensual and Kinky Things

A while back I asked for suggestions of things to blog about. Susan, the Goddess of Fauxdomme, posed the following question:

Aliens have finally taken over earth and limited us to 10 things to have fun with in the boudoir. You can never change the items, only the batteries:) They can be items around the house or purchased at the erotic boutique. What’s on your list?

Including the eight fellas above, I'd add massage oils and this:

The strands on this flogger are suede

So many bottoms, so little time ;)

Alright, I admit that I don't really want eight men, but it was fun for a few minutes to think of the things I would do to each or have each do. The guy with the goatee in the front... I'm thinking he would look great in a chef's apron, nothing else, and carrying a silver tray with chocolate covered strawberries. I'd call him Antonio. He'd be the first to...

Ok ok, back to reality!

Last night when I was talking to my fella, I asked him Suzy's question and took note of his list. I thought it interesting that several things on his list were things he could use to gently tease and arouse me. It would seem he was in a bit of an alpha mood last night ;) Every now and then it's ok with me if he wants to take a bit of control. I'm not threatened by it because I know it doesn't diminish my control over him. Since during those occasional times we keep it all sensual and there's nothing S&m involved, it's pretty exciting for me.

Among the things on Rook's list:

Cock collar with velcro closure

Silken ropes
Scented oils
Blindfold
Nipple Clamps
Piece of fur
Soft cat of nine tails
Mirror
Feathers
Cock collar
He declined to answer the last one on the grounds he might incriminate himself, but I know what it is ;)


My list was really difficult for me to make. There are so many things I enjoy! I finally narrowed it down to ten but I cheated a bit by listing cuffs and chains as one item :)

Penis whip - great for tease and denial or light taps

Silk scarves
Chocolate Syrup
Nipple clamps
Penis whip
Cock collar with leash
Hot wax
Blindfold
His collar
Box filled with various chains and cuffs
Electric toothbrush (induces wonderful orgasms when placed lightly against the clit)

Red silk scarf, perfect for tying wrists and legs to chairs ;)

Thanks for the fun question Suzy :) Maybe others will create their lists and we can compare ideas. I may revise my list later as I continue to consider all the possibilities.

Terrific Tush Tuesday Part Deux

Here's one for you, fellas. I'm sorry she doesn't look as luscious as me, but she'll have to do.
(Laughing)

Can't you just imagine her standing there at the foot of the bed. He bound, helpless, eager - oh so eager - and she in the mood to tease. He wants so much to touch her - he needs to touch her - but he can't. Perhaps she moves to the side of the bed, the fingertips of her left hand gently massaging his stomach. Every once in while drifting down so close.. so very close.

Or perhaps she remains at the foot of the bed and allows her fingertips to run over her body. Moaning slightly at her touch...

The imagination is a wonderful thing, isn't it?

"Long Term" Bondage

In response to my expression of interest in long term bondage, TVH inquired, "Sounds delectable. But what, praytell, would be your concept of long-term-bondage? :)"

I had to smile because just last night I was speaking with my fella about that particular post and he remarked on the nebulousness of phrases like "kinkiest" and "long-term bondage". What's kinky to me probably seems tame to most people that read here and I'm sure what I consider long-term bondage is considered but brief interlude to others.

To answer your question, TVH, I would have to offer two answers, one fantasy and the other reality.

When the concept of long-term bondage invades my fantasies I think perhaps of leaving someone bound and helpless all day and all night. The bondage itself doesn't really turn me on. Ok, it does a little, but mostly it's the reaction I see when he is bound and helpless; also his reaction when he's being teased and denied while bound. If I'm not present with him that diminishes some of my enjoyment of the situation. That said, in fantasy world it's sort of fun to think about whispering in his ear promising something delectable for the next morning, stroking him while I describe in very vivid detail what is to come. I'd continue until he was so aroused he was literally writhing on the bed, tugging desperately at his bonds, and then I'd turn and smile to myself as I left him that way throughout the night.

In reality I'd never leave someone bound all night long (and especially not alone) because of all the safety issues. "Long term" play would be something more along the lines of an all day thing from the time he rises in the morning until he slips into his bed at night. I don't mean strapped to the bed in four point bondage, though. I can't imagine that would be too much fun after a few hours and there are considerations regarding the need for range of motion, etc. For long term bondage I like using wrist cuffs, ankle cuffs and chains. Imagine either the wrists chained together with a 2 foot long chain or perhaps each wrist secured via a chain to a D ring on the collar. Then perhaps an ankle cuff or two chained to something. If he's really experienced at wearing the chains and thus not likely to trip over them, then I feel fairly safe in placing a chain between his ankle cuffs. All this leaves me with a naked or almost naked man working around my house or serving me in whatever way I wish, a man for whom I've provided a tangible reminder every time he moves of my control and his surrender.

~ Lady Julia

P.S. Yes I know the photo is funny :) He certainly looks enthused, doesn't he?

Begging

(c) 2007 by Kat's Grey Pet


I can still see you in my mind, although you've shut out the light from my eyes. I hear you move around the room, can tell you are very pleased with yourself, that you're smiling. The scent of your perfume fills my lungs.

I try to move, and you giggle.

"You're not getting loose," you tell me again.

"You cheated," I reply.

You laugh. "I did NOT cheat!"

"I almost won," I reply.

"But you didn't, and you won't get loose."

I fumble at the silk that binds my arms for a few moments. I can tell you're watching me, watching my struggles.

"You're not trying very hard," you tell me. And then I feel a fingernail on the bottom of my foot. I jump.

"Hey!" I complain. "Stop that."

You giggle again. God, I love the sound of your voice! I feel you as you climb onto the bed and perch on top of me, feel your hands caress my chest for a moment.

"Tell me, do you think I could tie your legs, too?" You scootch down, a little, pinning my legs to the bed. I pause, considering, resigned.

"Probably," I admit after a moment.

Your hands move to my belt, pausing.

"I'll give you a choice," you offer. "Cooperate while I remove the rest of your clothes, or I'll tie your legs and tickle your feet."

In emphasis, you reach around and run another fingernail up the bottom of a bare foot. I jump, but you've got me pinned to the bed.

"Oh god!" I breathe. "Please don't, Love."

"Cooperate then. You know you want to, anyway."

I don't say anything, but as your hands return to my belt, I shift to make it easier for you to remove my remaining clothes.

And continue to struggle with well-tied silk.

You return to your perch on top of me, watching my silent struggles for a moment, then turn around.

"What are you doing?" I ask I feel a scarf wrap around one of my ankles.

"Tying your feet."

I start to jerk away, but it's too late, and you pull the silk taut, pulling my leg sideways. I squirm and try to pull away, but you quickly secure the silk and pounce on the remaining leg. After just another moment, I'm spread eagled on the bed, breathing heavily.

"You're a brat!" I tell you.

In response, you climb back on top of me, sitting over my hips. Suddenly, you grasp my chin, pulling it forward, then lean down and kiss me. I moan.

I love your touch, and I melt to your kisses.

"If you call me that again," you tell me, "I'll gag you."

"No you won't," I tell you. "You like kissing me too much."

"With used underwear."

"Mmmmm."

"YOUR used underwear," you finish.

"Ewww."

You kiss me again, teasingly. I strain, trying to lengthen the kiss, but you pull away, just out of range. I can feel your breath, but can't quite reach you. I slump back to the bed.

"It's time you learned how to beg," you tell me.

"I love you."

"I know you do. And I love you."

And then you hop off me again. Suddenly, you grasp one of my ankles.

"Hey!" I complain again. "No tickling!"

You laugh. "Try to stop me." And I feel fingernails on the bottom of my foot. Not moving yet, but the threat is there.

"Please don't," I say quietly.

You fingers twitch, and I jump.

"Tee hee. I love it when you're ticklish."

"Oh god!" I exclaim as you begin tickling in earnest. I try to jerk away, but the silk is taut. I squirm madly. "Stop! Please stop!"

You pause for a moment, allowing me to catch my breath, then begin again.

Training

Your quickened breathing and perfectly held position signals that you're ready. My eyes glance over the items resting on the table nearby. Black leather paddle, graduated anal plugs, a nice long dildo, candles, ice, lube, and more. You could easily list every item for your racing mind is reviewing the possibilities for each. Which will I use? Will I use any?

I chuckle softly in delight as I notice your body trembling just a little in anticipation.

A crook of my finger bids you closer. That's right, crawl to me. Slowly. I love watching your body as you do. There... stop right there. Perfect.

I stand and slowly walk around your body, inspecting my property. God I love your body. You're so incredibly sexy and I love how your body responds when I touch you. Yes... just like that... my hand caresses the curve of your behind and your cock - my cock - twitches.

The number two anal plug. That's today's adventure. A bit bigger than the last time but something I know you'll enjoy. That bit of pressure, a feeling of fullness. A constant reminder while it's in place that I own all of you and enjoy all of you.

Deep breath Darling... take a nice deep breath and the exhale slowly as I take possession of your body. I smile as your gasp reaches my ears. Such a good boy. So obedient. So very pleasing to your Mistress.

As I walk back to my chair and sit... so close to your face now... I can see the pleasure and excitement dancing across your face. The tautness of my nipples and the wetness between my thighs offer testimony that this excitement and pleasure is mutual.

Come closer still my Darling. As my thighs spread, my skirt lifts to reveal that I am pantyless.

It's time to taste. My well trained pet - you know exactly how to please your Mistress. Your tongue and lips so warm, so eager to please. Each soft cry that escapes my lips excites you a bit more... your muscles clinching... gripping that hardness in your behind. A bit of precum moistens the tip of your stiff cock. Yes, that's right. My pleasure is your pleasure. So close. Your excitement building. So very close... Just one caress and you would release. However, that's not our goal, is it? My hands grip the back of your head as my body shudders in release. Your body stiffens. So very close...

But... alas... not this time, my Darling. We'll continue your training. Conditioning you both hypnotically and physically. My pleasure is your pleasure. Pleasing me feels so very good. One day soon my cries of pleasure will trigger your release. Until then, we'll enjoy the training.

Terrific Tush Tuesday

Not too long ago Sue came up with a most delicious idea. Terrific Tush Tuesday. Mmm mmm mmm. Ladies, if you blog, you must join us. Looking for photos to share certainly made my day ;)

I also like your idea, Sue, of placing a thoughtful quote under each delectable photo. I plan to shamelessly follow your lead. I've always been a "quotation" sort of person - I like reading them and have occasionally passed a few along here. Now I can develop a habit of doing so.

There's something so sexy about a man's behind. I don't care if it's deliciously firm and defined like this one or if it has a few extra pounds or a little bit of droop - a man's tush is still a big turn-on to me. While I'm not (at least for now) a big fan of strap-on play, I do very much enjoy using various plugs and/or entering that of so sensitive orifice with my fingers. Before I ever reach that point, though, I find myself really enjoying the simple pleasure of running my fingertips across the curve of his cheeks... perhaps trailing to the valley between... very, very lightly teasing. Watching him clinch in anticipation as he wonders what's going to happen next, hearing his quickened breathing as his body tingles at my touch. No matter if my fingers probe, slap, tweak, pinch or cherish... it's an intoxicatingly arousing for both of us .