Bondage wishes, hopes and dreams
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Often I’ve written of the emotional power of being restrained or confined.
The Bishop of course gets to the heart of the matter.
In my sometimes-wild 24/7 fantasies the only clothing I was allowed was a collar and wrist and ankle cuffs: my body could be bound or confined in any manner at a moments notice.
Nothing surprising given the B in BDSM.
In our earliest conversations long ago there was a bit of disconnect over bondage. To her the slave was bound by his willing submission. Fair enough.
This Bilbrew drawing is a bit generic. But imagine being left that way for a time
Back then I was disoriented and disappointed at the lack of interest she felt in binding me. For me bondage is a Need, more than a want.
Alexandra knows that she can lock me in place with the merest exertion of her will.
I’ve owned up to being a pain slut; equally I’m a bondage slut: thigh armbinders, thigh cuffs, hogties leave me almost drunk with hunger.
I hate to seem greedy but it is an involuntary, visceral response I can’t control. Stocks, hoods, gags, binders any device that limits my movement, perception, expression makes my mind melt.
But one of the odd truths of heartfelt D/s is that if the owner feels no pleasure the slave won’t be able to connect to his own desires. Sure there are men who want only their fancies tickled. Which is why I said heartfelt.
Unable to see, talk or move: he is wholly her property.
Alexandra does take an interest in my desires. The lover cares, the dominant is happy to discover new ways to take me or keep me down.
So my hope - not my demand - is that as we resume our explorations she’ll discover more pleasure in leather and locks.
Comments
I can relate to the NEED for bondage.In my youth I tied myself up in clothes line,belts,homemade stocks,and everything I got my hands on.One morning I slept late and my parents were trying to wake me while I was wearing chains on hands and feet, in my sleeping bag.That was a wierd morning. I thought I was the only one on the planet who thought this way. I then found bondage porn and I was not alone. The theme was violence and sex but I only bought real bondage. It was never about sex,just pure tight bondage.If it was a woman or even a gay man tied up I was the one in the bondage.Once I found a woman to “tolerate it” I would tie her in ways I would like then I would include sex.It was wonderful but not the main event for me.My Mistress accepts my honesty that bondage is all I NEED,but while I am tied she enjoys herself. Bondage is a disconect but while I am in my isolated world she can play with a naked bound man.This is her gift to me and I guess she thinks I make a nice center piece or foot stool.She enjoys my hard drooling member as I hear her say “tie me up”.
Posted by: Dave | July 16, 2005 5:52 PM
The resent journey (what we call T&D sessions) has ended.The day I posted a chance of release by a pending session of bondage (my choice of position) and a warning to do a double workout session.It went like this;I choose tiptoe standing hands over head position.I was Hooded,gaged,blindfolded,and my feet were cuffed with a spreader bar.Mistress was only 45 minutes late but it felt like two hours.I was in a full sweat with shaking legs.She circled me and then pulled up a chair to unlock a cuff.My hand was filled with what I thought was lotion.A voice in my ear said “15 minutes,slave”.Two questions:1..15 minutes to cum?2…What’s in my hand?The strong smell of menthol filled my nose,which answered both questions.She was going to watch my predicament in silence.Put yourself in my position for a moment.No orgasm for going on a month,and the pain of a burning cock…..I came at what I hoped was 15 minutes so I might be released and hoped to wash away the pain.She simply relocked the cuff and reminded me the menthol action will only last a half hour or so.This was the most intense hour of my life.Afterward She reminded me I had not been damaged.I thanked her for her thoughtful gift.(thank goodness for the gag,or I may never have cum)I will remember that orgasm always.
Posted by: Dave | August 1, 2005 4:02 PM