I screamed several times under the tape.I screamed several times under the tape. Each time I was rewarded with a loving kiss on the offended spot, or a stroke of an ice cube. He peeled the tape off my nipples. Slowly. That was excruciating. Then off my nether lips. Likewise. I was pretty excited by that time. I can only imagine how I looked. Later when I took off one eye patch, I realized I must have had a vapid, vacuous, and silly but expression- less appearance no matter what I was feeling behind that mask. More foreplay with the ice cubes on my nipples and nether lips. During my second orgasm (almost always the best) he had me on top and he slipped an ice cube into my behind. I was too far gone at the time to even protest, but it was a terrific orgasm--the second became a plateau from which the third orgasm launched. I don't know how to put it, but it was like an orgasm on top of (added to?) an orgasm rather than two consecutive ones. I know, ice cubes are probably tame stuff for you. It was new to me, though. I realize now (after reading the posting in a.s.b.) that this entire List must seem like the inexperienced fumbling of a couple of virgins. Especially to the guy that walked around with thumbtacks stuck in him. Yow. I feel more than a little embarassed that you might read this, not so much out of shame for what we did, but because we are such vanilla softies. This is really just plain bondage--is there such thing as vanilla bondage? I haven't really experienced any serious pain (except that gag is still a killer). Spanking is on the List, but I don't think J is any more interested in inflicting pain than I am in experiencing it. Besides, spanking isn't real pain either. I came close to some serious stuff yesterday, though. I was really afraid. I'm coming to that. -*- We made love the following night after what must be the strangest conversation on record. I'll try to reconstruct it. On his instructions, I had prepared myself with the usual shower, shave, conditioner, makeup, wig, etc. |