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| ShadowRose |
I've learnt a few things in the last week.
Firstly my instincts aren't infallible, secondly my instincts are pretty damn good when it comes to choosing friends, thirdly trust and friendship are a good basis for D/s play and fourthly poppet is a painslut (I knew it already but this week I proved it beyond doubt).
1. I've already explained as much as I'm going to about that debacle.
2. I've got some great friends 
3. Last week, for the first time in my life I "played" with a male sub who is not, and has no intention of being, anything other than a friend to me. We are close, confidantes and there is respect and a whole lot of trust but he is the first to admit that my requirements and his don't match - not just because he hates ironing, lol.
It was a new experience and a delightful one. I'm
still working out what that session taught me so I
won't go into details now but I definitely learnt
something new about myself and my views on D/s as I
want to practice and live it. I think he enjoyed
himself too - well he must have as he will be coming
back for more very soon. But then, he doesn't really
have much choice - I have the keys....>
Like I said,
he trusts me
4. Last week, for the first time in our lives I pushed poppet to his limits. On Tuesday I told him that during our next session I was not going to stop playing until he safe-worded. The next session was Wednesday evening... In the nervousness stakes I think p would have won, by a nose, but I was pretty nervous. I knew I would do what I said but I wondered how I would feel about piling on the agony for as long as it took. The hardest thing is that I can't leave visible marks on p - or rather not to many obvious ones. So beating him or flogging him so severely that he safewords is out. I knew that this session would therefore include extended nipple torture and cbt.
We have a little ritual at the beginning of play in that he kneels, I put his collar on him and then I arrange him as I want him. On this occasion I wanted him hands cuffed together and raised above his head, ankles spread and held apart. In effect he was off balance, right from the start, though I did check that if he fell or fainted he would fall against the door and so wouldn't be in serious trouble. For the same reason I didn't chain his collar to his hands as I sometimes like to do. And, just in case he lost the power of speech, I placed a small bell in his hand, telling him that if he dropped it then the session would end as I would take that to be use of his safeword.
I won't describe exactly what we did, but it was obvious that p was going to go deep into sub space right from the start. And he did. Afterwards he told me that the last think he remembered was me turning him around so he faced the door, after that he was flying so high that he doesn't remember what I was doing with any coherence.
This session lasted just over an hour, a short one for us but intense. I wanted that because I knew that p would need to be brought back to himself over a long period after being flown so high. During the course of that hour I used a hair brush, soft heavy flogger, boot lace flogger, tawse, paddle and crop, wax, tiger balm, clover clamps, a dozen or pegs on genitals, nipples, septum and lips and finally the anal plug - the inflatable, vibrating one. It was the last item that did it - sensation overload rather than true pain. As I started milking him he lost it and the session ended.
Next time I go for a limit I'm going to concentrate on endurance, not sensation. Be warned, my pet :x
Edited Sat 31 Aug 02, 7:14 AM by ShadowRose
