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Greed:	Very High
Gluttony:	High
Wrath:	Medium
Sloth:	High
Envy:	Medium
Lust:	Very High
Pride:	Very High

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I stumbled upon this in some other blog. Funny!

Please

Will you put the clamps on, please?
Will you?

Talk about a major change!
Last night, k asked herself to feel a couple of clamps biting on her nipples.

Being a good sport, and a real gentleman, I obliged...

Two happy partners in crime, what could one ask more for.

;-)

Emotions

When you read other peoples expreriences in D/s or BDSM, you often read about strong emotions. Good ones and bad ones.
But often extremely strong an very deep.

After our last experience that I described in the previous post k and I talked about what happened, how it went and about the feelings involved.

K is a very sensatory woman, very intuitive and she can easily phrase her feelings.

I sensed you were hesitating at a certain moment and i did not want you to.
It even threatened the experience a bit and it confused me.

And she is right.
I did hesitate because it all is very new, I was not sure if I din't tie the rope to much, I was not sure if I coould leave these clothespins much longer etc.
(In the end these pins were the biggest turn on for k.)

Then something special happend. And maybe I am not telling exactly how it went, but the dynamic of the conversation is important to me.

K said that this hesitation, knowing now what it originated from, touched her deeply.

And I think this is the basic dynamic between D and s.
Whatever happens, whatever is done to her is always done with care.
Even if it is intended to hurt, it is done with care.

I learned a lot, last weekend.

I really did.

Little step

It has been some time that I posted here, but I am back!


K and I took our D/s relation one step further.
A little one, but in my eyes, a very importatnt one.

Ropes and nipple clamps.

All very much improvised, but still! We did it.

Sunday morning, when we woke up, we started fooling around a bit.
Pinching, some light spanking.
I made k stand up, put her hands high against the cupboard and blindfolded her.

It was a wonderful sight, seeing her stand up, naked, blindfolded and very, very vulnerable.
I took my belt and looped it firmly around her waist.
I don't kow why, but I have always loved the sight of a leather belt, strapping in a girls waist.
It is a sort of a teeny, weeny corset, I guess. Emphasising the female hour-glass form.

Later I looseened the belt and used it on her asscheeks.
Now that really was a first! I liked it, she liked it.

At a certain point, I was holding k down on the bed and whispering in her ear that I was going to tie her up the next time.

"Why the next time"?

A good question and there was no reason to postpone it. A couple of days ago, I found a left-over rope, a quite rough one, and I went to fetch it.
I also took a couple of clothespins with me...


I have never been a boy scout, so knots are not my thing.
Not yet.
I just did my best tying k's hands behind her back and I put the clothespins on her nipples.
To be honest, I loosened them a bit, but they still did their job very well!

What impressed me was that k really enjoyed the feeling of these pins.
She was very much aroused and when I started stroking her clit, she came hard, very hard. She had one of these orgasms rising from deep inside her and lasting very long.

When I removed the blindfold, k was very emotional and she hid for a very long time in my arms.

It was a warm and deep and very new experience!

Contemplating

It happens sometimes : my world seems to come to a halt.
For no reason at all.
It just happens.
Nothing seems to change, nothing special happens. You just 'live along', one hour after another, one day after another.

This is how I am feeling right now.
It is comforting in a way, but it is not really fulfilling.

I think my pulling the brake happens due to the fragility of what is changing in my relation.
It is good, this change. Oh yes.
It is good that it is opening up a part in k that she never knew of and it is good that it allows me to explore a part of me, I knew well before.

Yes this is why I slow down a bit.
The fear that this new aspect can be shattered by one false move.

I do feel a little bit insecure.

Yes, I do.

But that is ok.

Isn't it?