Wireless Anal Pervert
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Sounds like a singularly uninspired title for a porn movie, doesn’t it.
Ordinarily when my mind pictures the convex joys of the buttocks it is of others.
Perhaps the mildest drawing of his I’ve seen. I think he is French, don’t know his name but he may be my favorite illustrator of F/m whippings. He seems to be using an American corporate advertising style from the late 60/early 70s to depersonalize things. A couple of his drawings I would sell my soul (if I had one) to live.
It was only after having looked at this drawing a few dozen times that a certain detail registered. His knees were forced apart, leaving his anus open. A woman swished a feather about the opening. Nothing harsh. But I couldn’t help but see that my own body would helplessly jump in response.
I feel no shame at all at the idea of my ass being used. But I’d never considered the subtler ways in which in which it could be manipulated.
I’d posted a playful entry about wireless toys. When she expressed interest in the remote control anal prove I was surprised. And a bit thrilled. Again, no shame in penetration. But there you life bound and someone presses a button and an object intimately within you moves forcing you to respond.
(She seemed also amused by the battery powered nipple clamps. Being me I pictured them as toys that made my testicles jump. Since then I’ve thought of worse usages but shan’t be fool enough to post them here.)
Nice to discover there are forms of play and control I’ve never considered.
