After my conversation with a gorgeous man in his twenties, I have a newfound curiosity, not quite interest, but curiosity for my ability to deliver this practice of f*sting. I am not about to become a kink dispenser as I need proper exchange, like deep connection, care and more…in order to play.
However, it is interesting how seeing delight in someone’s face could change my boundary to an edge—changing my ’hard no’ to a ‘soft no’, to a ‘maybe.’
It’s just another reminder for me that gratification can be more about intimacy, sharing experience and playfully expanding range, versus a focus on reaching climax or even a measurement of electricity.
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He was exhausted from managing his employees and had a date that night expected him to be in-charge, so I had that in mind when building our scene.
Not just for babies anymore, mummification is the process of immobilizing and essentially cocooning someone, often with plastic wrap, latex sheet or even medical tape. But my instincts and parenting had me realize I could use a good old bed sheet and did so like a pro twisting and tucking the end up with no google search needed.
Bound with cuffs, rolled into the bedsheet, with eyes and ears covered—he was content enjoying this new sub space experience of nearly full sensory deprivation after having served my desires earlier. But I know this man, this adventurer, this dare devil. He doesn’t get a lot of pleasure with easy-to-come-by satisfaction so I added just a tinge of sizzle.
Sweeping ice cubes seductively up the inside of his thighs and placing them on his pelvis and scrotum, I watched them transform from solid to liquid. After I contrasted the cold with the warmth of my breath and a warm pack placed gently over his exposed parts, I also witnessed a transformation of this man’s energy shift from stuck to liquid light. The power of attention, the power of sensation, and the power of love. Love and attention is something I can give freely when I feel a healthy exchange. He applies himself just as whole heartedly to serving as I do to giving. He’s not available for collaring and our time together is limited but oh the fun that can be explored when a lot of trust and even a little love is applied.
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Brilliant when you say: “He applies himself just as whole heartedly to serving as I do to giving.” I’m at a point in my life that I realize that I love to be in service to others. And yet I realize that is who I am. Most people don’t realize that they can be giving by learning the art of receiving. Sounds like you found a good person to be with. Enjoy.