In relation to my earlier post Foot fetish
I think I have a narcissistic foot fetish! I find this picture incredibly erotic. Other people’s feet don’t usually interest me in the slightest but I love going for a pedicure and having my feet played with afterwards and more importantly watching my feet being played with. Having an urge right now to bring Sir off later using just my feet!
I’ve been pondering this question a lot lately and I’m struggling to find an answer. There have been elements of sexual submission that have appealed to me from my first sexual relationship and naturally that has developed as I’ve tried new things. I’ve never felt as if there were particular acts that I had to include in order to have a fulfilling sexual relationship but recently I find my sexual response to be far more intense if an element of pain is included. It doesn’t have to be much, spanking, flogging, the use of nipple clamps is something I particularly enjoy right now but will this evolve further and at some point will I feel these things have to be included in order to feel fulfilled sexually. Am I becoming more masochistic as I get older? and what does that even mean?
- someone who obtains pleasure from receiving punishment
If there wasn’t a part of me that obtained pleasure from punishment then I surely wouldn’t allow myself to be in a relationship where my partner was allowed to punish me. Does that make all submissives masochists?
I can hear cries from submissives reading this saying no absolutely not but then at what point is the balance between pleasure and pain just right for it to be described as masochism? Does there have to be an emotional element? I’m not okay with humiliation. Does more extensive physical damage need to occur? I’m definitely not okay with being cut. Neither of those things is specifically stated when defining masochism though so how do you decide?
Finally, if masochism is simply the act of obtaining pleasure from pain then why is it seen as such a perversion even by some in submissive relationships who receive punishment. It seems far more perverse to be in a relationship where you allow that but gain no pleasure from it.
We’ve all heard that changing diet plays a big part in how your man’s cum tastes but for those of us who don’t have the patience to wait a couple of months for that to take effect and feel that dumping him over it seems a little harsh what is the answer?
Well I have a top tip for you which avoids the need for the awkward “Honey, going down on you makes me want to vomit in my mouth” conversation and will leave him begging for more. What is it you ask?
Simply alternate sucking him off as normal and incorporating a mouthful of water into your routine. He’ll think you’ve picked up some new skills, will love the sensation of the changing temperature and when he cums it doesn’t hit your tongue or back of the throat directly but gets diluted with the water which can be quickly swallowed without you getting the full flavoursome hit!
I consider myself fairly flexible in terms of my sex life; my major rules are:-
Beyond that I’m prepared to try most things, I’ve done things with some partners which I haven’t with others and there isn’t anything I feel like I have to be doing in order to have a fulfilling sexual relationship but I do love being spanked.
It’s a minor thing, fairly vanilla and I’ve never met a man who was uncomfortable with it, although I have met several who haven’t been comfortable spanking me as hard and for as long as I need to get that release you can only achieve through submission, and it turns out I’m not alone. So to all those would be spankees out there who aren’t receiving the treatment they truly desire, let me give you some advice. Communicate. Describe it to your partner; how does it make you feel, before, during and after? What does it give you that other sexual acts don’t? What do you need from them? How do you want to be spanked? What do you like to be spanked with?
I like to lie across my partners knee with my hands pinned behind my back with one of his hands while he spanks me with the other. He pauses briefly with me in that position, exposed, my heart beating ever so slightly faster and my stomach clenching with nerves. Excited, wanton, eager, afraid and vulnerable.
I want to put my trust in him completely, for him to take control away from me, to decide how much I can take and for how long and to give myself to him without reservation.
Then it starts, his hand briefly cupping the curve of my arse before it comes cracking down on me, my body jumping in shock and fear of the pain but exhilarated at the same time. I’m so aware of the strength of his body holding me in place as I wriggle against him, the pressure building as he brings his hand down upon me faster and harder. Cries escape my lips interspersed with gasps as my body panics, afraid it can’t take anymore. I struggle harder as the tension builds but if he slides his fingers down between my thighs then he knows I want more.
With his final cuffs I cry out louder and collapse against him, lightheaded, crying, my body tingling, my thighs wet with need. It sounds like an orgasm and in many ways it feels like an orgasm, but it’s different, more intense and less satisfying. It creates a deep need inside of me. I feel so vulnerable, I want him to hold me, to kiss me, to love me and to make love to me but at the same time I feel so relaxed and free. Lighter, less burdened by the stresses of the day. Submission allows me to let go, not just of control but of all the negativity and drama of the day that I was holding onto, unable to release through other means. It’s strangely therapeutic.
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