Pleasure and Pain Become One and the Same

I was thinking this afternoon about what kind of sex I want to have tonight. I kept swaying between the urge to be choked, spanked, and fucked hard and a desire for tender candlelit lovemaking. Truly, they both still sound incredible right now (with only a couple of hours to go 'til bedtime!).
I absolutely love sexual pleasure. There are few things that can compare with the rush of a particularly strong orgasm. I love the way my body tingles and cries out for more when I'm being caressed, kissed, or tenderly held by my dear Master.

And yet, for me, there is so much additional pleasure to be had in the experience of pain. If I'm in the right mindset, I can take quite a bit of it! Occasionally, incidental pain such as sitting down in short shorts on a hot leather car seat will send a little thrill through me.

But what I'm really getting at here is sexual pain. My ass, nipples, neck, back, even my inner thighs can be deliciously devilish targets for my Master's sadistic whims. If the mood is right, I will eventually lose myself in the sensations of a set of stinging spankings, the licks and bites of a flogger's tails, or the firey intensity of a caning or cropping. When I start to float into subspace, the pain morphs into real pleasure. It's as though, whether I'm bent over Master's knee or having an orgasm at his mercy, the feelings of pain and pleasure are nearly the same! Endorphins course through me and all I can do is smile, cry out, even giggle sometimes. The intensity of pain mixed with sexual excitement truly does create an altered state of mind.
Coming down from this kind of high can be pretty intense, too. But as long as I have a nice, warm place to snuggle with Master afterward, then it's generally a very sweet and gentle comedown. I've noticed that I do get very cold after a trip into subspace. After doing a scene at a BDSM club one night, we went back outside to our car in 80 degree weather and I was shivering!

That place where pain and pleasure meet and merge is downright magical for me. I would describe it as a sense of freedom, of surrender to sensations beyond my control. I love knowing that my Master has that power over me. The power to take my body and mind to a level I couldn't possibly find alone. It's especially magical that we get to take that trip together. I always feel incredibly connected to him after a session where I've hit subspace.

Subspace certianly does not happen for me every single time we incorporate impact play and pain into our evening. And there is still excitement and pleasure to be found in it, whether or not I enter an altered mindstate. Oh, but few things can quite compare with hitting that perfect stride.... "magical" is the best way to describe it.

Secretary - A Re-Imagining

My take on a scene from my favorite movie - Secretary.

Come and see who else is sexing up the movies!

The Urge to Serve

Lately I feel rather struck by the urge to serve. Our present life is very hectic and does not afford the degree of time we used to lavish on our dynamic as Master and slave. So, I think a little daydreaming about "simpler times" (which I am sure we will again come to a version of in the future) is in order!

Master and I did not meet under any sort of BDSM conditions. It was as simple as boy-meets-girl and love quickly followed! By the time we entered our second year of coupledom, we had already gotten ourselves into quite a bit of kinky fun. It was around that point that we molded our relationship into a very disciplined M/s one.

There were a few rules that I had to follow every day. For instance, whenever I wanted to eat during the day while at work I had to call Master and ask his permission.
Sometimes there were twists on domestic activities. I am very proud to say that I've made a full-sized bed - pillowcases and all! - with my hands bound by rope. And I don't think I will ever forget the time that I ate my dinner with my arms in a spreader bar!

Oh, but my favorite....
As soon as I got from work (which was 30 minutes or so before he did, generally), I was to strip naked, take my collar in my mouth and kneel, back straight, head held high, hands crossed behind me, facing the front door - so that Master could have a lovely view when he got home. Sometimes this was difficult! My knees would get tired, even on the soft carpet. I'd sometimes have to adjust the way the collar sat in my mouth. It was summer much of this time, and little beads of sweat would trickle down my back or between my breasts. Occasionally, Master would get caught up at work, and I'd find myself waiting longer than ususal.
Oh, but all of it, every single moment of it was always well worth it to see his approving smile when he walked through the door.
Now that is what I consider a very romantic way to greet my love after a long day....

A Quick and Naughty Blowjob

Master and I were able to steal ten minutes alone this afternoon in his home office - so we made the most of it!
Ever since we set up the home office, the plan has been for me to suck Master's cock while he is working on the computer. I'm actually a little surprised it took this long to put in to action! I wasn't expecting it to happen today. I walked into his office with a cup of coffee and was about to ask if he wanted a snack as well. Master told me that he was cueing up a porn site on his tablet. I immediately knew what that meant, and I crawled under the desk as he undid his fly, revealing an already stiff cock. I eagerly took it in my mouth and started sucking and licking away.
Since I'm used to giving much longer blowjobs, I was a little startled when I tasted his cum after only ten minutes or so. But, I understand that a work break can only be so long. If only they could all be this fun!

The Gloryhole Effect

Sinful Sunday is all about the image. Come and see who else is playing!
 

Fun With Bondage Tape

Have you ever before seen such a restrictive dress? Not to mention shiny, revealing, and so very tight.

...And it's completely made out of bondage tape! Master and I had picked up a roll of it at an adult shop. He had the brilliant idea to wrap me in it - completely - from thigh to breast. Bondage tape may not be the easiest medium for dressmaking, but Master made it look easy. And I like how it made me look and feel!

It's amazing what a creative person can come up with when met with the right muse and the right materials!

Making Drinks In Style

Happy "Sinful Sunday!"