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Bondage: who’s in control?
Bondage: who’s in control? I’m no expert by any stretch of the imagination. But my foray into bondage was a long time ago with a University sweetheart. I was asking a female Couples Dating member about her interest in bondage. She told me that she’s not into it … she prefers to be in control. This sparked a lively convo in the chat room and made me think back to my experience with bondage and had control. I started being bonded first. I wriggled and giggled and tickled inside as my gf kissed me, licked me and touched me slowly in all the right places. I became harder and harder as her breath fell upon my chilled naked body. I was titillated; I was horny; I wanted caress her, I wanted enter her and thrust with great passion. But ugh I couldn’t move my arms. I couldn’t reciprocate the intense feelings I was having. I was excited and helpless, vulnerable and loving it. was in control? I felt she was … but, the more I responded her touch, her stimulation, the more she continued and pleasured me … , , ! As much as I wanted climax, we were not yet ready for us finish. My gf slid of the bonds from my wrists and began fastening them hers. I completed the bondage and then was my turn pleasure her. I began kissing her on the nape of the neck, working my way her earlobe. Gently pulling and briefly sucking with my lips. She responded with a slight moan. My lips softly met hers and our tongues touched ever so briefly. I was really excited, I hoped she was equally. I looked down and saw her nipples enlarged, hard. Was is the coolness of the air in the room? Or the heat of our experimentation with bondage? The pressure was mounting in my head. OMG what do I do next? How do I ensure that she is loving this as I was. I continued to kiss her working my way down from her lips to her breast. Caressing her with my lips and my tongue. She was vulnerable lying on the bed, waiting for my next move. is in control I wonder. Do I move down her lady bits? Do I linger at her breasts? Do I lick the whip cream from her navel? I certainly was unencumbered do what ever I wanted (with her consent of course) I wasn’t shackled the bed at this time yet I felt less in control than when I was bound. I wanted excite her, I wanted please her I wanted her wriggle, and giggle and tickle inside in anticipation of climax. Ohhhhh the pressure … I was being controlled by my gf even though I was physically free. In bondage, is in control? Is control even a thing? If you wish to contact me, I've setup a private Mailbox Private message Area WHAT39S IN THE VAULT STAYS IN THE VAULT in my Blog. CarpeJamie Check out my Blog CarpeJamie |
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