Dragon's Kink

Sir and I had our fourth session recently.  Life really got in the way for both of us these past four months; though we are in contact daily, the depth of our obligations to real world concerns kept us from planning time together.  We had no trouble picking up where we’d left off, though the time allotted seemed woefully insufficient to allow us to do everything we wanted to.

I’ve commented to Sir that my boundaries have really shifted since we’ve started playing together.  Much of that has to do with the fact that I’ve come to trust him implicitly in our sessions; those who know my background know how big this is for me.  Sir can be sadistic but I know He would never mean to truly harm me or leave permanent damage; He’d much rather know that our activities were mutually arousing and providing needed release.

That said, our sessions are not without pain.  I’ve been learning more about that fine line between pleasure and pain and how arousing it can be.  Sometimes I get pushed “beyond”; our final scene proved to be so intense that I was driven into subspace and my level of outward response dropped.  I cried when the clothespegs were pulled off my nipples at the end but took a bit to come back to myself once the scene was over.  I think in that case that if we had been able to regulate the Hitachi more, my response could have been quite intense as there was so much to enjoy about what Sir was doing to me, so I’m going to be sure to pick up a regulator unit before our next session.

An example of how my boundaries have shifted is my response when canes were added to our play this time.  A year ago my response would have been, “Hell, no!” but after my experience with Sir’s horsewhip I was actually looking forward to how caning would feel under His hand.  I was not disappointed, and I am pleased with the marks that resulted.

Another hurdle is that of clamps to my nipples; I had originally thought I could never stand to have that done to me.  Sir was careful and attentive both in the application and the removal of clothespegs; I loved the sensation of Him tugging on them during a scene, which I never would have guessed I could tolerate.  Again, trust was a huge factor here.

Other sensations were equally fantastic.  I love ice play; Sir was placing ice cubes on my back and bottom as I lay prone for one scene and I loved how the cold water trickled onto my chest and into my snatch to heighten my arousal as He played with me.  Pie weights (strung together) were another fun sensation; I had gotten this idea from Molly‘s play with pearls and found that the weighted beads were stimulating both in their insertion and upon their quick removal.

Bondage is of course our main theme.  I love the process of being tied by Sir, the care He takes in both tying and releasing me in a scene.  I love it when He leaves me partially restrained between scenes or adds elements of restraint as we pleasure each other.  To me it is not entrapment but a grounding experience (and I find this when I tie myself as well); of course trust is a factor here too.

All too soon our session ended.  We tried to grab some scavenger photos at a restaurant, but were foiled in the attempt.  Better luck next time!  Over lunch we discussed my recent addendum to my profile on Fetlife, that of inviting another female to join us who would be sub to Sir but dominant to me.  I’m not expecting anything to happen from this, really; any potential candidate would need to jump through a lot of hoops for this to work out between the three of us given our impossible schedules and need for discretion. And while I would welcome a sexual relationship with a female, I honestly think I would not be too keen on sharing Sir with her, so she’d probably need to be lesbian rather than bi.  But I’m at least willing to put it out there and if any bites come from it we’ll talk it over.

I’m definitely more happy and relaxed as a result of our time together.  I hope the next time comes soon!!