Showing posts with label orgasm denial. Show all posts
Showing posts with label orgasm denial. Show all posts

Monday, September 15, 2008

do you find these legs delicious?

there's nothing quite as delicious as the adrenaline-fuelled worry that rises in a girl who cannot close her legs, no matter how hard she tries.
she could be spread eagle on a soft bed or bound to a wooden chair with her legs threaded through the armrests and her ankles tied behind her.
it could be a beautiful graceful posture or a humiliating, thoroughly uncomfortable position.
it doesn't matter.



as long as her thighs can't touch, she'll be virtually on the verge of tears.
and if even her pussy lips can't kiss each other, you can bet the tears and begging will flow.



there's nothing quite as delicious as one of my darlings with her legs bound open.
I might torment her with a vibrator, I might finger her at my leisure, I might even outright fuck her.
or I might do nothing at all, except let her revel in her helplessness.



sometimes I secure my darlings with their feet splayed as far apart as possible.
sometimes with their knees frustratingly close together, almost able to meet, but not quite.



absolutely delicious, don't you think?

Thursday, August 14, 2008

giving herself to me in a teardrop


one of my favorite positions to see a girl in, is the teardrop.
that's where I have her bent forward at the waist with her ankles and wrists carefully secured together.
and then--voila--carefully hoist her up by those bonds so that she's suspended with her hands and feet in the air.


can you see it?
completely open, completely vulnerable.
she can't manipulate anything with her hands.
she can't go anywhere with her feet.
all her secret parts are open to my ministrations.


she's beautiful.


every girl who would allow herself into this position is the epitome of submission, trusting herself into my hands, giving herself over to my pleasure.
which of course, is her pleasure.
that usually involves long moments of edging... followed by delirious climaxes.


the teardrop position does usually produce teardrops.
tears of fear, tears of frustration, tears of relief.
tears of transcendental ecstasy.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

The submissive you reveals a superior you

One great benefit of being a submissive is that you have a dominant to
push your limits.

For instance, when was the last time you gave yourself orgasms beyond
your limit? You can try to push the boundaries by yourself, but alone,
you'll always stop at enough. With a master, you won't stop when
you've had enough. You'll stop when he decides you've had enough.
(Which usually means that you'll have more than enough.)

When you find someone you can trust to submit yourself to, you're
giving yourself the gift of limitless ecstasy. A good master will
guide you to the edge of your endurance and bring you further each
time. This means that you'll achieve more than you thought you could.
This means that you'll experience more pleasure than you thought
possible.

But it's not merely about experiencing more climaxes than you've ever
had. A good dominant-submissive relationship encompasses a larger part
of life. I have seen my lovelies go further than they thought they
could even in their careers and relationships. It's a good feeling.

When was the last time you did something out of the ordinary in the
bedroom, the classroom and the boardroom? A gentle but firm hand is
what you need.