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Shibari for Lovers and A Black Tie Affair

Posted on February 26, 2017 by gabriella

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Yesterday was just a magnificent day! We went to two events that were spectacular in their own ways.

The first event was Shibari for Lovers, presented by Seattle Shibari and the Foundation for Sex Positive Culture. It was a small group, limited to eight couples, making it very intimate and gave us a lot of access for personal instruction. The goal of the class was to learn how to make rope play more intimate and connective between the top and bottom, increasing the intensity of the scene. And, wow, did it meet that intention!

While we only learned a few ties:

  • Single colum tie
  • Maete Shibari
  • One-Rope Gote Shibari
  • Hands-free Chest Harness
  • Ebi Shibari (Prawn Tie)

we came away with a new way to connect with each other through rope, and an understanding that a rope scene can be so much more than just tying someone up (or being tied up). Varying the speed, positioning of the top and bottom, timing movement with breath, eye contact, and more, were ways we learned to increase intensity in our play. It was very similar to what we learned in Midori‘s Exquisite Whip class.

Something that came up in Midori’s class and this one was setting an intention for the scene during negotiation. Since we are 24/7 D/s and have a negotiated BDSM checklist, we really have never negotiated our scenes with each other, only play with others. We both felt that everything had been pre-negotiated and we didn’t have to do that step. But we’ve learned that negotiating the intention of a scene can make a HUGE difference in connection and fulfillment for both the top and the bottom. Asking, “What do you want to get out of a scene today” or explaining what you would want to feel with a scene and discussing whether that fits with the other person, negotiating, and getting enthusiastic consent is crucial for moving a scene from good to phenomenal. Perhaps the top wants to have a scene of control and aggression but the bottom is looking for something playful and fun–this mismatch, if not communicated and used to adjust the scene can take away from the outcome. We’ve never done this! But we can see how it can take our scenes to a new level and we will be implementing this from now on.

Note, it doesn’t take away from the mystery of the scene. Maximus does not have to describe step-by-step what He is going to do, just the intention of the scene. And it does not mean i cannot request certain activities or ask that some things not be included–if my nipples are sore and i don’t want to have nipple torture done in the scene, i can communicate that to Maximus. For us, we have negotiated our kink activities and unless i communicate my non-consent for any of them, they would be on board (that’s our agreement)–it would be different if we were playing with others, the negotiation would include what activities we’d be interested in or not wanting to do/have done. But what it does is get us in the same mindset and connect us more emotionally. We love that!

There was so much energy exchanged between us during the application parts of the class in micro-scenes that by the end of the class, Maximus was dopey and i was spent! It was just a delicious class.

Maximus and i had signed up for this class as part of a package from the FSPC called “Bondage Lovers’ Delight: Day and Evening of Delights.” It included the Shibari for Lovers class, a limited edition custom Monk Sak with rope from the Twisted Monk, and admission for two to the Black Tie Affair that night.monk-sak_2

We received our Monk Sak at the class and it is beautiful (it’s the image at the top of this post)! Twisted Monk screenprinted them with the CSPC/FSPC logo and filled them with hemp rope, safety shears, and DVD of his rope videos. We learned last night that our saks were one of a half-dozen of these custom designed and we are honored to have one. It will be so nice to have a space to set out our rope and supplies during events.

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We headed home for a couple of hours for a nap and decompression after the class before getting ready to head to the Black Tie Affair. This event, held by the Art Activist Society, was a benefit party for the 15th annual Seattle Erotic Art Festival. We had never been before and had no idea what to expect. The tickets said to dress to impress in your version of formal, fetish-wear and included a bondage theme. Maximus wore his tux with vest and jacket, colorful socks, and His Michael Toschi black leather shoes with red stitching to match my outfit. i wore a floor-length, off-shoulder, long-sleeved sheer black lace dress with red panties, black and red below-breast corset, my black vinyl boots with red ribbon side lacing, and my collar. Having not been before, i was concerned that being able to see my bare breasts through the sheer lace above my corset would be a problem, so i wore the black lace and leopard print silk and cashmere shawl Maximus bought for me in Las Vegas a few years ago so i could cover myself up, if necessary (turns out it was not necessary at all!). We both felt elegant and sexy! We tried to get a selfie before we left the house, but the selfie-stick wasn’t cooperating and we bagged it to prevent being late!

The party was held at artist Steve Jensen‘s studio in Capital Hill. His art is amazing and we thoroughly enjoyed talking with him and learning all about the inspiration to his art. Twisted Monk had an interactive art piece he’d custom made for the event, which he explained beautifully to us one-on-one. It consisted of a person tied in an apparatus with ropes over pulleys from which hung buckets with labels such as Passion, Inspiration, things that cause us to support things such as art; and we were all asked to select gold rocks, which represented what we have to give things that are important to us, and put the rock in the bucket that matched our personal cause. When you put a rock in a bucket, it pulled on the rope of the person tied in the apparatus and moved their position! Photos of the art selected for April’s Erotic Art Festival were shown on the wall of the gallery for pre-purchase.

Then, as if it wasn’t fantastic enough, Steve and his partner, black-tie-affair_1Vincent, invited all the guests upstairs to their personal home for the rest of the party! Their space is gorgeous and full of art from Steve, himself, and other notable artists from all over the world. And we got a personal tour of their naughty room, a space full of erotic art ranging from ancient dildos to modern erotica! We were delighted with performances by performance poet Imani Sims, musician Michaud Savage, and burlesque (boylesque) performer Waxie Moon (pictured to the right). Honestly, they were just amazing and wonderful people to meet and get to know. We also were honored to see Miss Indigo Blue of the Academy of Burlesque honored as the 2016 Master of Erotic Art inductee.

We met amazing people and had a wonderful time! We can’t wait for the Seattle Erotic Art Festival and look forward to attending this benefit for years to come! It was truly an honor to attend.

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Classes

Posted on February 7, 2017 by gabriella

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Maximus and i have been taking classes like crazy from the Center for Sex Positive Culture (CSPC) in Seattle. It’s like we’re making up for all the time we lost being afraid of munches and exploring our local kink community! FetLife has been great for finding these events (and we sure hope FetLife can keep going with all the financial limitations they’ve endured recently due to world politics).

We have been continuing the Tying With Purpose rope series with Suspended Animation. We started with Bondage for Sex, which i described in Rope, Shoes, and Sloppy Blow Jobs, and had Bondage for Power: Tying for Dominance and Pain Play two weeks ago. We really like this group, they are so down to earth and appreciate their approach to teaching this Topic, which can be so intimidating. It has been fun for me to watch Maximus’ skills and comfort with ropes and knots grow—He’s really, really enjoying it! This class taught us:

  • The Bar Tie
  • Ladder Rung
  • Wrists to Crotch
  • The Hobbler
  • The Guatemalan
  • The Toe Crusher

Maximus ADORED the Bar Tie! i have to admit it looks pretty cool and is very practical. It basically creates a handle, which is very convenient for the Top and really objectifying for the bottom (which i adore!!). He picked up this tie so quickly and then added in things He’d learned from the previous class (chest harness and breast bondage, which are His favorites). i was very concerned about the Hobbler, Guatemalan, and Toe Crusher ties as they deal with tying the feet and toes. i am horribly ticklish in a bad, bad way, thanks to my dad tickle torturing us as children, in fact, tickling is a hard limit for me, and Maximus wasn’t going to attempt them on me except i suggested that He proceed cautiously. i really didn’t want Him to not participate in something they were teaching us and Maximus has been the only person who has ever been able to touch my feet, so i said i’d try. He was so careful that He tied these ties very loose, which caused them to completely lose their intended effect. In fact, with the Toe Crusher, in which rope goes in between each toe and then the Top squeezes the toes together laterally to cause pain, did not elicit any pain whatsoever, causing the instructor to come over to squeeze—and then think i was some kind of masochistic badass with an incredibly high pain tolerance since i had little response! i started to worry that maybe i had some kind peripheral neuropathy, and then Maximus tied it tighter and i learned why it was called the Toe Crusher and that i didn’t have nerve disease in my feet—ouch!! But, i didn’t hate having Maximus bind my feet and i enjoyed the pain, so another hard limit softened. i just don’t know if i can be comfortable with others tying or touching my feet like He does.

The next class we will with this group will be the first class in the series, So You Want to Tie People Up, since we started with the second class. That will be this upcoming weekend. It will cover basic techniques, which will be good for Maximus as He had to learn their way of doing the single column knot on the fly at the first class we attended.

We also took a class from Lee Harrington, Making an Impact, which was a primer on impact play. We have listened to Lee Harrington on the Erotic Awakening podcasts and were anxious to meet him. The class was great and so was Lee! He started with anatomy, using Miss Amy Red as his bottom for the class (more great stuff on her later), techniques and body positions for impact play, and then went over different implements of impact play. Lee had brought a large array of impact tools, from gloves to paddles to canes and more! It was great to feel the different tools. i’ve always been curious about canes, but Maximus has been pretty unsure about them, but after learning about them and checking them out, He seems interested in them now. This class helped Maximus wrap His head around the difference between spanking for discipline and spanking for pleasure. As i think i’ve written about before, He really isn’t comfortable with domestic discipline, so spanking has been a conundrum for Him (however using a crop or a flogger has not). The class proved fruitful—which i’ll write about in another post.

And we picked up two of Lee’s books on Shibari, which look awesome! We can’t wait to try the techniques and ties from the books.

And finally, i went to two classes on my own! Miss Amy Red, who was the bottom for Lee’s impact class, presented two classes on service—Service: Devotion in Deed and Artful Service. i enjoyed these very much. While they were described in a way that looked like they were geared just for submissives, they would really be helpful for Dominants as well and i wished Maximus had come along with me.

In Service: Devotion in Deed, Miss Amy Red discussed service relationships and how service doesn’t necessary flow only from the s-type to the D-type. i completely agree with this and haven’t heard others say it before. i feel that while I serve Maximus in our D/s relationship, He serves me as well, primarily by providing the environment that enables me to enjoy my submissive self, being the breadwinner, supporting me in all aspects of my life, and in our interactions. It was refreshing to her Miss Amy Red discuss this. She also addressed ensuring that the relationship is a fair exchange, not causing a depletion in one person, which i totally relate to, feeling that drain in previous relationships and in my career that stopped feeding my soul.

Artful Service dealt with how to increase connection through service, specifically through attention, intention, and gratitude. She and her bottom demonstrated these and how they enhanced the connected between the Top and bottom during acts of service, making it more valuable and beautiful. And it didn’t apply only to the bottom, it applies to the Top as well, changing how the service was received to increase the connection with the bottom. Maximus was very intrigued when i discussed this with Him and we are working to implement these techniques. One thing i did not agree with Miss Amy about was her feeling that anticipatory service was creepy, like Santa Claus spying on children to see if they were being naughty or nice. It’s ok, we’re all entitled to provide service in a manner that makes us feel fulfilled and it’s not something she finds good for herself personally. Maximus and i, on the other hand, appreciate anticipatory service, to the point that it is included in my contract. my goal is to surprise and delight Maximus, which He loves. i generally do not have to spy on Him to figure out how to anticipate His needs, i just have gotten to know Him so well that it comes naturally. For example, we recently spent a staycation in downtown Seattle on a cold and blustery weekend. As we were leaving our house to go downtown, i packed a warm scarf for Maximus—i knew that if i asked Him whether He wanted one He’d say no, but i also knew He would be wanting one once we were out walking around Christmas shopping. Sure enough, when we started out and i pulled out a scarf for Him, He was overjoyed and told me over and over, “Have I told you how much I love my scarf?!?”

But she had HOMEWORK for the class!! i’m so excited about the homework! i will be working on these over the next several weeks and post them. And her handout had a ton of links that i will explore and journal about.

One of the most exciting things is that i learned that Miss Amy Red is one of the hosts of the Libertine Social Club, a high-protocol D/s dinner club held quarterly at the CSPC. Maximus and i have been interested in finding an event like this for training and to experience, especially after we heard about the Eagle Scout and Mmm’s experience with one where they are on the east coast. We’ve been interested and heard a little about the Libertine Social Club at a munch, but since we don’t have any experience in high protocol, were uneasy about looking into attending. However, after talking with Miss Amy Red about it, it is definitely something we can do and sounds like we’d really enjoy. They aren’t running the event until the CSPC has its new space all set up, which is fine, given our crazy busy schedule right now.

The classes have been so wonderful! We have thoroughly enjoyed them and are getting to know people. In fact, we have started to get to know another D/s couple that we’ve met at the D/s discussion group and have attended some of these classes with. They live near us and we’re hoping to carpool to some of these events and have gone to happy hour after one and had a marvelous time! We love hearing about their journey and learning more about them, their kink, and things to explore. It’s nice to have local kinky friends.

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Rope, Shoes, and Sloppy Blow Jobs

Posted on December 12, 2016 by gabriella

Maximus and i had a fantastic adventure-filled weekend! We had signed up for the Bondage for Sex class, had theatre tickets, and since we had timeshare points expiring at the end of January, decided to have a staycation in downtown Seattle to enjoy these things and do some Christmas shopping. It didn’t start out great, as we discovered we had a flat tire when we got to the hotel, but they put enough air in it for us to drive to a tire shop and dropped the SUV off for overnight and took an Uber to the rope class.

The rope class was wonderful! We got there a little early so i could change from my street clothes. Maximus, being the not-shy person He is, spent the time talking with and getting to know the lead instructor, and by the time i came out of the locker room, had learned all about the instructor’s home dungeon building plans and an open invitation from him to  help us outfit ours! The class was put on by Suspended Animation and they covered:

  • Futomomo. The futomomo (aka the frog tie) is our favorite way to immobilize the legs.
  • Chicken wing arms. Similar to the futo, but for arms.
  • The Somerville Bowline. This is a more advanced version of the basic column tie that we teach in our introductory classes. It takes more skill to tie, but works better and is faster to tie.
  • Chest harness. Because every bottom is better with a handle.
  • Extending rope. Being able to quickly add rope on the fly is tremendously useful.
  • Wrists to ankles. This tremendously versatile and exposed position is infinitely better than the spread eagle.
  • Crab. An excellent general-purpose sex tie.
  • Leg spreader. Super simple and super effective.
  • Face down immobilizer. Need to immobilize your partner, but don’t have anything to tie them to? Not a problem.

We discovered right away that they use a different column tie than Maximus has learned. Their’s is actually easier and Maximus is working on really getting it down. And the Sommerville Bowline is really cool and super useful for creating a usable loop for tie-downs. But Maximus’ favorite part was the chest harness. He has worked on this tie before, but He learned some things that helped Him really turn my breasts into “cupcakes,” as He calls it. i have to admit, this chest harness tie was very effective and i see Maximus using it a lot.

We learned about some more rope resources in Seattle. First is the Seattle Rope Studio, which is a group of rope instructors that hold rope dojos, among other workshops and classes, for continued practice, for both Tops and bottoms too! Second is Seattle Shibari, which focuses on Japanese Shibari style tying. We are really thrilled about these groups and will be going to a Shibari Dojo that the Seattle Rope Studio is hosting later this month.

After class we returned to our hotel and got checked in and headed out into the city. It was chilly out and as i had packed a warm scarf for Maximus, He commented over and over, “Have I told you how glad I am that you packed this scarf?” We went out for sushi at a new place and it was pretty good. We talked a lot about the class and us. Maximus shared that no one has ever made sure He was taken care of like i do (example, the scarf) and how honored He is that i am His submissive. That made me feel so good!

Afterward we walked all over and shopped and window shopped. We did get one Christmas gift, but we ended up shopping for us more! First, we found, in one of my favorite downtown shops, some beautiful tall champagne columns like the juice glasses that we’ve been coveting at Desire. And what’s awesome is that they are cut with little fish all over them, which Maximus the swimmer adores. i love the little note they have inside the box with them:

Every now and again we all swim against the current. With this artfully depicted school of fish design, beautifully etched and polished fish swim together, except for one little guy headed in the opposite direction. A delightful nod to the individuality and the unique spirit inside all of us.

Isn’t that perfect? It matches our lifestyle and really illustrates what we love about Desire, being unique individuals and being free to choose our own direction. Next, well, we ended up at Nordstrom because i wanted a 3/4 to full-length winter dress coat (my old one was, well, old, from high school, and got donated to charity in one of my recent moves). We couldn’t find the coats but ended up in shoes, of course. An hour and a half later…

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new platform Christian Louboutin shoes. i tried very hard to talk Him out of it, really i did! i was just having fun trying on all the shoes, like girls/women do, and i was having a ball at that. i never expected Him to buy any of them–i was just playing. Lesson learned for me–Maximus doesn’t play around…

So after dropping off our goods at the hotel, we ended up at a great bar for drinks. The Sounders had just won the MLS Cup and the place was electric. We had lots of discussion about us and had some great text flirting with Desire friends. It was so much fun!

The next day we slept in, had some great sex, picked up the SUV and went out for brunch. Afterward we did some more “Christmas” shopping…which turned out to mean more shoes for me. The night img_1456before, we passed an amazing boutique shoe shop that had shoes that were pieces of artwork in the windows–they were incredible! So we tracked it down so we could take a closer look. The shop is John Fluevog Shoes and he is a shoemaker out of Vancouver, BC. i can hardly begin to tell you how amazing these shoes are! First, they are works of art with amazing designs and colors. They are head-turners and fit both in the vanilla and fetish world. Second, the materials are amazing. Third, they fit me like they were made only for me! i’ve never felt a shoe like this before! We spent two hours in this shop and i tried on shoe after shoe after shoe. In the end, we whittled it down to three pairs… Not kidding, it was hard to do that and neither Maximus nor i could pare it down further than that. i wore the pink ones out of the shop! They are just so feminine and amazing!

The rest of the day/evening was spent watching a horrible Seahawks loss, some work time for Maximus, dinner, and then the theatre. We have season tickets to musical theatre in Seattle and it’s fun because it ensures we get out for special date nights now and again. We had an early night after that as Maximus had to fly out for business in the wee hours of the morning.

i headed home by myself this morning and when i got home and opened the blinds in the back, something was clearly wrong! Two trees had fallen over in the snow and wind storm while we were in Seattle! The ground is just super saturated from all this re

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cord-breaking rain and the root balls just pulled out of dirt. The soil is soppy wet, hence the “sloppy blow job” reference. i ended up spending the afternoon with the chainsaw cutting up the trees. It made me remember a boudoir picture i’d not posted before. Note…it was just above freezing today and raining, so i dressed a little more appropriately for the weather than that pic!

So, that’s our staycation weekend in Seattle. More fun things coming up, including a D/s discussion group later in the week.

 

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Training Day 28NOV16

Posted on December 2, 2016 by gabriella

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Because i was gone the 21st visiting family, we didn’t have training that day, thus the skip of a weekly training.

Today we finished reviewing our contract, specifically going through my BDSM checklist (Appendix 2). i had gone through it prior to our training and made some notations. Really, not much had changed from the last time we did this in April 2014. The changes were simply adjustments, changing the notation on whether i had participated in activity types before and/or my level of interest in engaging in specific activities.

Here are the specific items that changed. Note, there are two answers for each activity on my checklist. The first answer indicates whether i’ve ever tried that activity before (Yes = I have participated in this activity before/No = I have not participated in this activity before).  The second answer indicates my level of  interest in engaging in that activity on a scale of 0 – 5, NO,?, +, ! or a combination: 0 = I have no interest/don’t like this, but would do it to please you. 1 = Not very interesting/don’t really enjoy this too much, 2 = This is OK, 3 = This is nice/fun/interesting, 4 = I really enjoy/think I’ll enjoy this activity, 5 = I LOVE THIS/CAN’T WAIT TO TRY THIS, NO = Hard limit.  I will not participate in this activity at all, at this time, ? = Unfamiliar with this activity, + = I’m scared of this but would possibly like to explore it, ! = I’m embarrassed to admit I like this.

  • Clothespins – Maximus changed His response to notate that He has participated in this activity before. (Actually, i think the fact it was listed as a “no” before was an error)
  • Examinations (physical) – When we did this checklist before, we read this as doctor roleplay, not BDSM medical play. Medical play is not something we are interested in at this time, so it was changed from Yes, 5 for me and YES/5 for Maximus to No, No and NO/NO, respectively.
  • Fantasy Gang Rape –i have had a recurring fantasy about this for the last couple of years, which Maximus and i have talked about. i’d initially indicated this as a No, No (hard limit at this time), but changed it to a No, 3. Maximus’ response is still NO/0. We talked about the logistics of this type of play and Maximus would like to discuss it more before proceding.
  • Fantasy Rape – This changed from a No, 4 to a Yes, 5 as we have done this one-on-one.
  • Forced Servitude – Was changed to notate i have participated in this. The last time we did the checklist i was not living with Maximus and we were not 24/7.
  • Housework – Same as above.
  • Intricate Rope Bondage – i had not indicated my level of interest in this activity the last time, so i entered a 5.
  • Kneeling – Changed to a Yes as we have incorporated this into our 24/7 D/s when i moved in with Maximus.
  • Serving as a Maid – Changed to Yes, like forced servitude and housework.
  • Stocks – i changed this from a No, 4 to a No, 5. i have recently had some fantasies about stocks which Maximus and i have been discussing. We may incorporate some stock equipment into our new dungeon, when it is completed.
  • Tickling – i changed this to a hard limit. i had it as a 2, but the reality is i just cannot handle it and it ruins any type of play for us.
  • Physical Concerns – changed to notate my thyroid replacement therapy.
  • Fetishes – added rope.

i’ll work on updating the contract page to reflect the recent work we’ve done on all aspects of our contract, including the appendices.

After completing the checklist, Maximus did some basic rope practice with me. We recently signed up for a Bondage for Sex class at the Foundation for Sex Positive Culture and since it’s been quite a while since we had any rope instruction, Maximus wanted to go over some basics. The class requires proficiency in the single column tie, so went to The Twisted Monk‘s website and reviewed his video on the technique.

The class is Dec. 10th, and we’re super excited to attend. It’s the first in a three part series of rope bondage and will cover:

  • Futomomo. The futomomo (aka the frog tie) is our favorite way to immobilize the legs.
  • Chicken wing arms. Similar to the futo, but for arms.
  • The Somerville Bowline. This is a more advanced version of the basic column tie that we teach in our introductory classes. It takes more skill to tie, but works better and is faster to tie.
  • Chest harness. Because every bottom is better with a handle.
  • Extending rope. Being able to quickly add rope on the fly is tremendously useful.
  • Wrists to ankles. This tremendously versatile and exposed position is infinitely better than the spread eagle.
  • Crab. An excellent general-purpose sex tie.
  • Leg spreader. Super simple and super effective.
  • Face down immobilizer. Need to immobilize your partner, but don’t have anything to tie them to? Not a problem.

It’s so good to be back into consistent training. i’m looking forward to what Maximus has next.

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We Got VD – Valentine’s Day!

Posted on February 28, 2013 by gabriella

Goodness gracious! So sorry about the long absence, but i got super sick with influenza, yes, one of the thousands who got the flu bug, and even ended up in the hospital for a couple of days to recover.

Maximus was a saint through it all. i had requested that He continue with His business trip while i was in the hospital, a trip that turned out to be extremely important. Unfortunately, i got pumped up full of steroids between the time He left and came down, and He was confronted by a very angry gabriella by text and telephone, demanding that He not bother to come, as i had twisted the timeline in my infected state and believed He had stalled the trip down. my angry email that i am not proud of:

Everyone else has offered to help, to come stay, to bring something.
Everyone else has checked in with me rather than having me check in with them.
i didn’t want everyone else.
i wanted You to go on your business trip because it was important and i thought You’d be right back to see me. i was wrong.
You called on your way to the airport. You texted when You were in bed at Your brothers, so i wouldn’t bother Your sleep. i didn’t even know when You were coming back, You never bothered to share Your itinerary. You said You’d text when You landed and You didn’t. Your supposed arrival date here has changed 5 times. i heard all about what a priority Swimmer Guy’s mail was.
i don’t feel like a priority.
If tables were reversed, i would checked on You constantly, until You told me to stop. i would have come straight to You on my way home from the business trip. Nothing would have stopped me.
Don’t bother now. You’ve proved your point. i have everyone else.

Maximus’ simple reply:

See you later today.

Kisses

GOT

i barely let Him in the house when He arrived and i growled at Him, “i told you not to come.” i was in the tub when He arrived, thinking that i’d succeeded in convincing Him not to come down. “Well, if you’re going to fire Me, you’re going to do that to my face. you’re sick, baby, this is being sick talking. Can I at least hold you?” He came to me and wrapped His arms around me, pressing my face into His chest. “What medications do they have you on anyway?” Maximus checked my medications and started to chuckle. “No wonder you’re angry, look how much Predisone they have you on….you’re ‘roid raging!”

Maximus got me calmed down. He then cleaned every surface of my house with a Costco-sized package of Clorox wipes, fed me, started loads of laundry, changed my bedding, and put me to bed. He worked from my home and took care of me, giggled about my raspy voice that turned into a little girl’s voice as i recovered. He was quite the doting caregiver and i was well on my way to recovery when He headed home.

Our Valentine’s Day plans were for after Valentine’s Day and included me heading up on the train. We’ve discovered this is a less-expensive and very enjoyable way to travel to see each other. The train has wi-fi, albeit kinda spotty as it is cellular-based and doesn’t have consistent coverage the whole route, and they serve wine! The trip takes the same amount of time, but we arrive rested. As i was going to be taking the train, i became concerned about being able to transport His Valentine’s Day present as it was bulky and fragile. i wrapped His gift and He took it home to open when i arrived later.

i decided to harken back to 1930’s movies where a woman traveled by train to her lover, all decked out, and was met by Him at the train station. i wore a low-cut, cap sleeve, short flowing dress, white with black rose motif in honor of Valentine’s Day and red satin peep toe stilettos. Maximus was waiting out front for me.

We had an amazing prix fixe three-course dinner at a quaint restaurant in Seattle. We ordered cocktails and i presented Maximus with another Valentine’s gift, brass collar stays with racy hidden messages engraved into them, stored in a case that i had monogrammed GOT. i’d noticed in His travel bag that He carried a few old plastic collar stays and really deserved something much better than that. Maximus just loved them and as fate would have it, the shirt He was wearing had lost both collar stays, so He went through the case and picked out two that spoke to Him and i leaned across the table and inserted them for Him. So perfect! Inside His card, i wrote out a poem from Tyler Knott Gregson, All Things, that touched me as it made me think of Maximus:

All Things

You are all things
and in all things
I find you.
I see you in the ruffled
sheets still painted
with the silhouette of morning;
I see you in the tea that stains
the water that fills this cup.
I hear you,
your shuffled laughter as the
sound of a page turning
in every book I read.
The sound of my own breath
echoing in my own ears
before sleep and it’s you
whispering between the exhales.
You are all things
and in that
you are never
gone.
In all things
I find you and in that
we are never
apart.

Maximus was very struck by the same lines as i, and toasted “you are all things and in all things I find you.” It was absolutely stunning. 

We started talking and talking, about us, about our D/s relationship, about fears and the process of beating down those fears. Maximus revealed that He was no longer fearful of me sleeping with someone else, as in literally sleeping with someone i’ve been having sex with as part of our swinging lifestyle and playing separately. He trusts me and knows that i love only Him and that i would not betray Him. Sleeping with someone is not something that i had done very often in the past even as a single woman. As our contract requires, i had asked Maximus several months ago if i could go to the coast at the invitation of CycloMed, as his guest in a hotel where he was attending a convention, for a sexual rendevouz, but that it would, for safety reasons, i.e. driving home in the middle of the night on dangerous roads in the rain, be better if i could stay the rest of the night and drive home in the morning. Maximus not only agreed, but insisted that He would be angry if i attempted to drive home in the middle of the night from the coast; however, CycloMed had to cancel and it didn’t occur. i’d not requested another sleepover since, and really it wasn’t an issue. i had, however, received an invitation to get together with Wildride Pilot next month during some layovers, which i had informed Maximus about, and planned on telling Maximus this weekend that i was going to book a separate room to sleep in on the night that we’d not be getting together until very late. i think this invitation had gotten Maximus to think about this rule, even though i had not yet given Him the specifics as to times we would be meeting.

This lead to all kinds of great discussion about trust and fear, how our relationship and, thus contract, has evolved–it was just a terrific conversation.

We then headed home. Maximus instructed me to go inside, stand in the great room and wait for Him. He said He’d carry in my bag. i brought all of our toys with me this trip, except the chain mail dress, as He’d instructed for His plans for me–i had to pack the toy bag inside of my biggest suitcase and pack clothes around it and it weighed in at 49 pounds, one pound under the limit for checked baggage on the train! Maximus came in and told me to close my eyes and hold out my arms. He placed a package in my arms and when i opened my eyes found gorgeous red towels for my bathroom (Maximus decided i needed special towels for my master bath rather than all the same towels between my bathrooms)! It was a great Valentine’s gift and we laughed and laughed about it.

He instructed me to close my eyes again…this time a bag from Victoria’s Secret was placed in my hands. It was full of beautiful new panties, all styles, all colors and designs. Maximus had gone through my underwear drawer while taking care of me and was woefully unimpressed at my current collection. Maximus pulled my dress off over my head, removed my bra (bras aren’t to be worn after 6:30 PM at Maximus’), leaving me in my red stiletto heels as i’d not worn panties, just my bejeweled butt plug and Benwah balls. Maximus picked a pair of panties from the bag, steadied me, slipping my feet through the panties and sliding them up onto me, dressing me. He had me turn to model them, admiring them on me, telling me the story of picking them out. He then removed them and repeated with each pair. i absolutely loved being dressed by Him, like a doll. At the bottom of the bag was a sexy form-fitting short black lace nightie. He pulled off the last pair of panties and slipped the nightie over my head for me to model for Him. My current nightie and pajama collection was not impressive to Him (and truly, i never wear nighties or pajamas unless i’m sick, so they are admittedly old, faded, worn, and comfy, and not meant to be seen by anyone!).

i was instructed to crouch down, staying on my feet, and hold my arms out once more. This time a heavy package was placed in my arms. The first item in the bag was a ball gag, with a slotted red ball attached to a black leather strap. i had initially been fearful of ball gags and indicated they were a red limit to me, but i’d been fantasizing about them recently and actually enjoyed two scenes where Maximus, at my request, had tied rope through my mouth and around the back of my head as a gag during one and stuffed my panties in my mouth during another. The next object was a heavy chain leash with a black leather hand strap…it was so heavy! And finally, in the bottom of the bag were a bunch of heavy padlocks all connected together, pounds and pounds of them. Maximus giggled as i looked puzzled at them–i couldn’t fathom what these were about!

i wanted to give Maximus His gift and He said no, that it was time for Him to do a scene He’d been planning for my arrival. Maximus helped me to stand, reached up and removed my butt plug and Benwah balls. He then walked me into the kitchen where he had a new 200′ long spool of red hemp rope and several lengths that had been cut off of it on the granite island. Maximus pulled the top of my new nightie down, sucked and bit my nipples, taking my breath away. He picked up one of the lengths of rope and wrapped it first below my breasts and then above, then tied in front to cinch in between my breasts. He tied the back with another rope, lashing my arms together behind my back from the upper arm, down. my breasts were so taut and He slapped and flogged them. Then He applied the chained clover nipple clamps to my nipples, searing pain caused me to inhale sharply. i wanted to buckle at the knees, but He prevented me from doing so. He slapped and flogged my breasts some more and then walked away, returning with the padlocks. Only then did i realize what they were for! Maximus had shared an Kink.com video with me with breast bondage where padlocks were dropped onto the chain between clover nipple clamps, one by one by one, and i was going to experience this. The first padlock was applied gently onto the chain and honestly, i couldn’t feel it’s weight. Another padlock, and again, i couldn’t feel any change. Another, and another…then He squeezed the clamps and Oh My God! i dropped to my knees. He slapped my breasts and searing pain tore through me. i dropped forward, resting the padlocks on the floor and He flogged my ass, finger fucked me until i had squirted a huge puddle on the hardwood. i couldn’t support myself with my arms as they were restrained behind me and touching my nipples on the floor was like lightning, so i used my forehead and temples to brace myself and hold myself up and ended up with my head jammed against the bottom grate of His massive JennAir refrigerator. Maximus rolled me onto my back, the padlocks slid to my left side as He fingered my pussy and slapped my aching breasts. My left arm suddenly started to go numb so He released my arms. Maximus laid me on my back on the kitchen floor and began to fuck me…His chest pressing against mine was excruciating. The sounds coming out of me were unlike anything i’ve ever heard before, guttural, involuntary.

He eventually stopped and carefully removed the padlocks one by one from the chain and i knew removing the clamps, the searing, piercing pain of removing the clamps, was next. They were removed with more screams, His hands squeezing my breasts tightly, pushing the pain deeper. i’d not been able to keep my eyes open for much of the play and in fact, Maximus said they were rolled backward when they were open. Tears had been streaming down my face and my breath was in rapid pants. Maximus held me on the kitchen floor, kissed me, told me i was safe, how beautiful i was, and how proud of me He was as He stroked me. He slowly helped me to sit and then stand, wrapped a heavy robe around me and laid me down on the couch in the living room, curled, eyes closed and teary, breathing calmed. He stroked me more, praised me, and then went into the kitchen to clean up after our play.

When He was done, i asked Him to bring the present i’d had Him bring up with Him from before. i had made Him a large wall hanging out of wine corks, in the shape of a heart, graduated from white to darkest red. For months, i’ve been grabbing bags of corks from His extensive collection that He saves in giant apothecary jars next to His fireplace, worried that He would discover they were missing, or worse yet, catch me in the act! He was extremely touched by the gift.

Maximus brought me a bourbon and sent me upstairs to bed, where He would join me momentarily. When i pulled back the covers i found four love notes in between the sheets…

Oh how i love this Man!

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The Fox and the Bound

Posted on December 5, 2012 by gabriella

Continuing my weekend with Maximus…

Rope Harness
After taking a break from my punishment and reward, working on Christmas decorations, and talking, talking, talking, Maximus pulled out His new hemp bondage rope. We were going to our first rope bondage class, genital bondage, the next day. Maximus had been watching videos by Twisted Monk and wanted to try a body harness He’d seen.

It was AMAZING! He wove the harness on my naked body as i stood in the kitchen and could see my reflection in the stainless steel of His wall ovens. Not only did it look fantastic, it felt almost indescribable! It felt like a hug, being held by Him. The rope that went between my legs and up my back, running along each side of my clit and labia, cradling them, stimulating them. The rope vibrated as He continued to pull the rope ends through the harness and cinched against my sex when He adjusted out the slack and finished tying me up. And it was beautiful, really a work of art.

Unfortunately, we didn’t get any pictures of it because we got so aroused by the sight and feeling of it that Maximus took me upstairs to play in it! One of my favorite things was to have Maximus grab the diamond-shaped ring that was formed at my breastbone and pull me around by it–the rougher the better! He was so very careful with me, and i begged Him to be more aggressive. There was something about being trussed that made me want to be manhandled. And then we discovered how wonderful the groin ropes were! Maximus parted the twin ropes running along my labial folds to expose my dripping pussy and when He entered me, the ropes slid up and down the length of His cock, stroking Him. His face was fantastic in ecstasy! The ropes were slippery from my wetness and i discovered that i could reach down to the ropes at my Mons, grab them in my hand and create tension in the ropes stroking His cock. “Oh My GOD, it’s like the tightest pussy EVER!” He exclaimed. “It’s like a pussy extension,” i mused, and He just giggled! i experimented with the tension to discover His responses and also to prevent giving Him rope burns, especially since we had a couples date in just a couple of hours. At one point, He grabbed the harness and pulled and the whole thing shifted rapidly upward, harshly rubbing against my perineum and pushing the chest knot up into my neck. i was concerned about rope burn on my perineum and Maximus was very concerned about choking me. i reassured Him i was ok and we continued. Maximus flipped me over on my knees and fucked my ass, grabbing the ropes across my back, and came hard!

Having the rope removed was also enjoyable. There’s something soothing about having the rope slide across your skin…

After getting cleaned up, He brought out a new set of Ben Wa balls and inserted them into my pussy and they stayed for the duration of the evening, rattling and clanging inside of me.

BDSM Couples Play
We then went to Mountain Man and Sunflower’s house for a play date! Maximus and Mountain Man had communicated prior about scenes and Maximus and i talked about focusing on Sunflower, as i had a lot of focused play from Mountain Man when they spent the weekend with me and i wanted to make sure Sunflower received that in return for my appreciation. Maximus picked out my outfit, His favorite, short, flouncy, black leather skirt with red ribbon trim around the hem and in corset fashion on the front of each hip; sheer, stretchy top with Bandeau-style front, long sleeves that looped over my middle finger, and long tailed back that extended below the hem of my skirt; my gorgeous black stiletto boots with red ribbon lacing up each side; and my tail, of course! i felt so sassy and reveled in the fact that this was His favorite of my club outfits. When i came downstairs, He mentioned His fetish for bright red lipstick. i dug around in my purse and found some. Then, i remembered how much He adores seeing black mascara run down women’s faces when their eyes water up from gagging on blowjobs, so i asked Him if He desired me to slut it up some more, and He enthusiastically voted yes! i returned with dark goth eyes with heavy liner and mascara, rouged cheeks, fiery red lips, and mussed-up updo hair with curly tendrils that fell into my face and on my shoulders. “WOW!!” is all He could say.

Mountain Man and Sunflower were impressed with my sluttiness–they’ve not seen me in full slut before! Sunflower hit the shower soon after we arrived and i hit my knees in the living room, giving blowjobs to Maximus and Mountain Man. Maximus ordered me to deep throat them, and as i had a glass of wine, i kept vomiting wine into my mouth when i gagged, which was frustrating, but thoroughly amused them! When Sunflower returned from her shower she giggled and said, “Oh no, look at your eyes, your mascara has run down your face!” and i replied, “That was the point!” i held onto both Maximus’ and Mountain Man’s cocks, alternating between them, and then taking them both together in my mouth–oh how i love that!

We moved to the bedroom to watch Mountain Man tie up Sunflower. He did a “frog tie,” having her on her back with knees bent, binding her arms to her legs. Mountain Man did one side and Maximus learned by tying the other. It was magnificent! i watched as they played with her. Sunflower has a painful shoulder, so she needed to be released from the bondage and i was up next for play.

Maximus came behind me to enter me and i reached back to move my tail to the side so it wouldn’t get in the way, and it seemed like it was tucked somewhere. i kept feeling for it and finally realized…

Dude, Where’s my Tail?!?
My tail had broken off!!!! All i had was a 2-inch stub and the rest of my tail was on the bed–i was horrified! “Oh no!” i cried, “my tail, my tail!” i picked it up and held it against my chest. Mountain Man and Sunflower started teasing that i was a bobtail now, and i just couldn’t find it funny. Mountain Man told me to get over it, not realizing that it was really traumatic for me–i think he thought i was trying to play a baby role. Maximus, my ever caring and protective Dom, came to my rescue.
 

i was really glad that Maximus was there with me when this happened. i was really quite shaken by losing my tail. Even though i’ve only had it for a few weeks, my tail has become a part of my persona and losing it was like losing part of me, like losing an appendage or limb. Actually, it was like breaking Maximus’ body, as my body is His. i realized from this experience that acts or objects can become very special and others may not understand their significance to you or your Master, nor may you realize the importance of special things that others have. my tail is a cherished object, a unique and meaningful gift from my Master, not merely a sex toy, costume, or novelty item. i was also glad that Maximus knew first-hand that i had been careful with His gift and not been reckless or careless to break my tail off. And most of all, i needed Maximus at that moment. i was so upset and i needed support. Maximus scooped me into His arms and held me, reassuring me with His words and kisses as i hugged the broken tail into my chest. He understood what i was feeling.

After His reassurance, we returned to play and ooooooh, how we played! i was stripped from my clothing, keeping the boots on. Maximus asked me to get the clover nipple clamps so He could show Mountain Man and Sunflower “a trick” He’d learned on eXtreme Restraints University, the BDSM 101 videocast. He clipped the clamps to each aureola, behind the nipple (something we learned from the videocast, that we’d been applying them incorrectly to the nipple), and then brought the chain upward and told me to hold it in my mouth. He had clipped the clamps from the bottom, so bringing the chain up twisted my nipples up, very stingy! i had to crawl around on the bed with the chain in my mouth, answering yes or no questions by nodding or shaking my head, no talking; i was also forced to look up. They flogged me, used the riding crop on me, fingered me against the Ben Wa balls, made me beg for orgasms but not allow them until i looked up at Sunflower and she gave the ok. She thoroughly enjoyed being in control of my orgasms, especially in the denial.

While on my hands and knees, Maximus began fingering my ass and eventually had two fingers from each hand in my ass, pulling my asscheeks apart, and Mountain Man stuck his thumb in the middle–i had 5 fingers from three hands in my ass at once! Oh it felt sooo good! They then positioned me atop Mountain Man and DVP’d me, my favorite thing! There was a lot of ass play, anal fucking, cropping, and flogging. At some point, i was on top of Mountain Man in reverse cowgirl, riding His cock with my ass, Maximus with His cock and fingers in my pussy, feeling Mountain Man stroking in and out of my ass. I love my fingers in a woman’s pussy while she is getting fucked, it feels amazing to feel a cock slide against my fingers in the wetness of a tight pussy, and i’ve described that to Maximus. Later, as we all laid on the bed together, we all laughed that Maximus had essentially been stroking Mountain Man off during that, to which we teased, “it’s not gay if there’s a chick in between!”

i was moved to cowgirl and rode Mountain Man more. Maximus and Sunflower then flogged me unmercifully and got into fits of giggles about how red my ass was. They ran off to get their phones and snapped a ton of pictures, trying to get the best one to show off the red.

Eventually i was rolled over, Maximus pulled off the nipple clamps one at a time, allowing me to roil in exquisite pain of their release while Sunflower and Mountain Man watched. He held me in aftercare but then we got aroused again talking about everything and He fingered my pussy until i squirted over and over, hitting Him in the face and covering me.

We had a fantastic evening! And of course, made love when we got home, as we always do after play dates or clubbing, reaffirming our commitment to each other.

A Little Sex Shop Shopping
Before our class the next morning, we made a trip to the shop where Maximus picked up my tail, to see if they would exchange it for a new one. They did, which was super fantastic, and it brightened my day. i really was looking forward to wearing it to our friend’s birthday party next weekend and was really disappointed that the tail had broken the week before that. We looked around together and had a blast, not realizing until then that we’d never gone to a sex shop together before!

Maximus was checking out a case of crystal toys and motioned me over. He’d told me the day before that He wanted to “bejewel” me and i didn’t know what He meant by that. In the case were gorgeous crystal butt plugs with Swarovski crystals in the ends. i pointed out one that i found particularly beautiful and Maximus surprised me by buying it for me on the spot! i had no idea he was going to do that, i just knew it would please Him if i told Him which one i thought was beautiful.

Creeped Out
We then  headed out to the Genital Bondage class. Unfortunately, when we arrived, the location and appearance of the building and surrounding area was just so creepy that neither of us wanted to go in. i truly didn’t have any faith that either of our cars would still be there when we got out of the class in three hours. Maximus also wasn’t happy with the clientele He’d watched go inside, so we decided to for coffee instead.

During our coffee, we decided that we would continue to learn rope bondage with friends and online, and consider booking a private class in our home, perhaps with other couples. When it was time for me to leave for my trip home, i escaped into the bathroom of the coffee shop, inserted my new jewel and sexted the picture to Maximus sitting at the table. i rode the butt plug all the way home on my three-hour trip–and it will be a staple accessory for all long roadtrips from now on!

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First Punishment

Posted on December 4, 2012 by gabriella

i had my first official punishment this weekend and it was well-deserved. i had a playdate with CycloMed Thursday morning but failed to complete all the requests that Maximus had for me to do with him. Specifically, i was supposed to:

  • Be naked except for stilettos, position him in cowboy, straddle him, and lower my ass slowly onto his cock
  • Have only 16 orgasms
  • Mark the orgasms on my breasts so i could keep track, have CycloMed shoot his load between my tits and send Maximus a picture
  • Receive anal training from CycloMed

Well…we Skyped after CycloMed left and i told Him that i had failed to complete everything…i only completed anal training. i was weak and didn’t do what Maximus had asked. He laughed about it but then told me that i would be disciplined for it when i came up to see Him. i acknowledged that i understood that.

When i arrived, Maximus was nowhere to be found inside His house. His garage door was open and His car was there, but the Porsche that the Englishman is storing there was not. It was a little unnerving because i couldn’t believe that He would have taken off in the Porsche and left the house wide open. i honestly expected Him to pop out of nowhere to scare me and then punish me on top of that. What put me even more on edge was the fact that there were restraint systems set up all over His house, and that’s never happened before. Maximus had decorated for Christmas, but hanging down between garland from the balcony into the walkway by the great room were long sections of webbing with eyelets and clips. Upstairs in His bedroom, the ends of the under mattress restraint system were laid neatly on top of His duvet in spread-eagle fashion, with vibrators, rope, more restraints, and other implements of sex play placed on the nightstands and bed. His closet door was nearly closed and i was afraid to even look in there. As i walked downstairs with trembling legs and pounding heart, i saw that the draft pillow was at a 45-degree angle from the base of the front door and that the deadbolt was unlocked. i found Him outside stringing Christmas lights.

“Oh, you got here faster than I expected,” He said, untangling lights. “Come inside, there are things we need to do.” i agreed and mentioned i still needed to bring my things inside as i had come in to greet Him first. “Ok, but just bring them in, don’t get into anything inside.”

i got my bags and nervously giggled to Him as i walked through the great room, “i’ve not ever seen Christmas decorations like those before,” pointing out the restraints hanging down from the second floor. He followed me up to the bedroom and instructed me to put away the contents of my bag into my dresser drawers, telling me He had several things for me, rewards, but first i was to be disciplined. When i finished, He told me to take off my shoes, jeans, and panties, which i did carefully, folding them and putting them neatly away. He reached into the bottom drawer and took out the red satin-lined leather cuffs and placed them securely on each wrist. i realized that i had forgotten to use the bathroom when i arrived from my three hour drive because i’d been looking for Him in the house. i asked for permission to relieve myself, which He gave. When i returned to the bedroom, i knelt at His feet.

Maximus told me to stand, helping me to my feet, and led me downstairs, picking up the riding crop that i had laid across the corner of the bed, since it does not fit into my dresser drawer. He made me walk in front of Him, His hand in the small of my back guiding me. He stopped me at the webbing hanging from the balcony, told me to raise my arms and clipped each cuff into the rings in the middle of the webbing. He instructed me to open my legs wide, inserted a pulsing vibrator into my pussy, and ordered me to close my legs, not to come, and not to drop the vibrator out of my pussy. This made me whimper as He’d knowingly pushed the vibrator directly into my G-spot and closing my legs just intensified this. Once i was restrained, Maximus pushed my shirt up over the top of my bra and then pulled each cup down and shoved the material under my breasts, bracing each tit on a shelf, yet squeezed from the top by my gathered shirt. 

“you were a bad girl this week, gabriella. I’m very disappointed in you,” He told me. He grabbed the riding crop and tapped my nipples. “Tell me what you did.” As i explained my offenses, Maximus struck my ass hard with the riding crop multiple times. i had to continue with my list during my whipping. The pain caused my knees to buckle and hang by my wrists from the webbing. i had to stand back up to proceed. As i stood there taking my discipline, i realized i was standing in front of Maximus’ wall of photos of all His family and friends. It was absolutely humiliating to be tied up and whipped this way in front of them–it was as if their eyes were piercing me with complete disapproval. 

Maximus dropped the crop on the dining table and approached me. He sucked my nipples hard, rubbed my burning ass, then told me to open my legs. He pulled out the vibrator and pussy juices ran down my legs. He put the vibrator in my mouth, then His, and then rubbed it under His nose, “Oh you smell so good, gabriella. Let’s see how wet you are.” He put His fingers into my pussy and began pounding my G-spot, telling me to come for Him, sending me to my toes and into a squirting orgasm. He giggled and pointed out the puddle on the hardwood floor beneath me. He then walked away, put down the vibrator and started pulling off His jeans. They had been unbuttoned and unzipped during the whipping. When He pulled them down, His erect cock got momentarily caught in the waistband and then sprang back when it was released, sending a huge rope of precum toward me that landed on the wood floor at my feet–this was so awesome! After leaving His jeans in a pile on the floor, He walked toward me, His cock still drooling, dripping long strands of wetness in a trail from His jeans to me. Oh wow! i thought, i’ve never seen His cock so drippy with precum before!

Maximus kissed me hard, grabbing the back of my head with one hand, deftly unhooking my bra with the other, pulling it off and flinging it behind Him. He pivoted around me, grabbed me from behind and rammed His dripping cock into my pussy. i pulled on the webbing, bending forward as much as it would allow and pushing back on Him. i could feel Him stiffen, thinking He was going to cum, and then He pulled out. He jammed my G-spot with His fingers again, sending a waterfall out of me onto the floor, then He reached up and released my wrists.

“Come, gabriella, i want you upstairs. You have a reward.” He again placed His hand in the small of my back and started guiding me up the stairs. Halfway up, He stopped me, pushed my torso down and entered me from behind, fucking me on the stairs. i let my feet slide laterally, bracing them against the stringer on either side, my sex wide open to Him. i grabbed the treads in front of me, placing the side of my face on the cool wood as He fucked me. He pulled out before He came, helped me get upright, and started me up the stairs again. 

When we reached the bedroom, He pulled off my shirt, laid me back on the bed, my head buried in pillows. Maximus pulled off His shirt and climbed on top of me, slipped a hand behind my head into the nape of my neck, brought my mouth to His in a deep kiss and told me, “Now I’m making love to you,” before gently entering me. Maximus kept coming toward climax, then pulling out to lick my clit and pussy. i asked Him to come, as i could feel His orgasm building. He did this over and over, telling me that He was trying not to as we had a playdate with Mountain Man and Sunflower later that night, and that He could have come six times already. But He entered me again, telling me how wonderful His pussy felt, stroking faster and faster, finally succumbing to an intense shouting orgasm.

We laid together, stroking each other, kissing. Eventually Maximus rolled over and instructed me to get up and look in my dresser for a surprise. i asked which drawer and He simply advised me to check them all. In the second drawer was a shoe box. i pulled the box from the drawer, sat on the edge of the bed next to Him and opened it to find the most exquisite black lace over purple suede, purple-soled platform stilettos ever! “Oh Maximus, they’re beautiful!” i exclaimed. He had instructed me earlier in the week to select five shoes from Nordstrom.com that i thought would please Him and email Him the selections. This was one of those pairs, but they were just even more beautiful in person. He had gone to Nordstrom and looked at my selections and knew these were the ones. i slipped on the shoes and they were just perfect…amazing…just like my Maximus.

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Sex with Friends

Posted on November 26, 2012 by gabriella
Beautiful heart-shaped leaf from our walk along the river

Who needs Words with Friends when you can have Sex with Friends!!

What a wonderful weekend! Mountain Man and Sunflower came to visit. i met Mountain Man and Sunflower through Maximus very early on in our friendship and felt an immediate connection with them. i have played with them with and without Maximus and even with others without Maximus, and it is the same for Him, with and without me and with others with them. Our connection with this couple is beyond sexual, it is a genuine, wonderful friendship that i (we) cherish very much.

They are also moving into BDSM and he has rope/knot tying experience that we are hoping to learn. Mountain Man has some experience as a sub and identifies himself as a switch. They haven’t written a contract yet but have plans to.

When they arrived Saturday, Sunflower exclaimed, “We just learned of this amazing new couple on [website name omitted]!” referring to an online lifestyle site that Maximus and i are on together as a couple, “and I can’t wait to learn more about this!” Maximus and i had been on that site as singles for years and began a couple’s profile in September after talking about taking our relationship to the next level (not BDSM, but a more committed relationship). i hadn’t advertised it to a lot of our lifestyle friends, although some found us. i’m not sure why i didn’t advertise it….i think i just didn’t want to thrust it in peoples’ faces and there were friends that i worried might feel hurt that He and i were making this step together rather than He or i and them. We weren’t a paid member of that site until last weekend, so i couldn’t post testimonials/certifications until then, and Maximus asked me to do that for our friends after we upgraded. Sunflower and Mountain Man were extremely excited that we were an official couple (as proved to them by our “new” couples profile).

We headed out for a walk along a beautiful lake not far from my home. The weather was perfect, a partly cloudy, crisp Pacific Northwest winter day. Sunflower immediately asked for me to talk to them about our couple status. So we walked together and talked about us, not into specific details, necessarily, as they don’t need to know everything, but a general overview and how we got here. Mountain Man is very interested in our contract, in fact, he had been pressing for Appendix 2 (my BDSM activities list) several weeks ago when he first learned we had done this, but i don’t think it’s necessary for him to have this. i’ve posted the contract and rules here (see Our Contract and Rules post), but its done so in anonymity–its too personal to share with someone who knows us. They did want to know how Ms. W fit into this equation, and i explained that she is a very dear friend of Maximus’, that our two relationships were at different levels, and they would continue to play together. They have known Ms. W for quite some time and have spent time with Maximus and her together. i did share a bit how i struggled with understanding the differences in our relationships at first, how it had been essential for me to understand that to proceed. i also shared how important it was for me to learn how to trust again, after my last failed relationship left me with a fear of dishonesty. We also talked about how it was unfortunate for us learn that our [Ms. W and mine] personalities don’t mesh, which appears to make her feel uncomfortable, thus preventing us to be all together. Sunflower said something that was very insightful, that she felt that Ms. W’s past probably contributed to her discomfort…something that i had not considered. What i didn’t know, was that Mountain Man had a similar relationship, perhaps even more than what Maximus has with Ms. W (he still loves this other woman and their relationship together didn’t proceed because she was (is) married and lives across the country). It was extremely helpful for me to hear them talk about this relationship, how it affected their relationship, and how they are both at peace with it.

Foxy Chef

We returned home and worked on dinner. Maximus had been a little disappointed that i wasn’t wearing my tail when they arrived (i knew we were going to be going for a walk, so i was dressed accordingly), so i dressed for cooking…wearing my beautiful foxtail in a short little black dress…later in just an apron. They LOVED my tail, but then REALLY loved it when they realized it was a buttplug, not part of my dress! Mountain Man asked me to play the piano for him, so i flipped my tail back and sat bare ass on the piano bench with my tail hanging behind me off the bench. When we got up…i had left a puddle of pussy juices on the bench, which really excited him!

We had a lot of time to play after dinner went in the oven. We started at the dining table. Sunflower was sitting in a chair and i straddled her, facing her, and we took turns savoring each others breasts. Mountain Man was with us and we turned on him, savoring his wonderful cock. They took turns stroking my tail, which was so lovely! We took pics and shared them with Maximus, enjoying texting Him.

i wore my tail the whole time!

We moved upstairs and placed Sunflower on her back to i could pleasure her. She has the most responsive clit and i love to work on her orally to make her come. Mountain Man watched, carressed us, telling us how wonderful we were, and then received oral from her while i pleasured her. Suddenly, i got this intense desire to fuck her pussy with a dildo, however, i had this picture in my mind of a harness that i’d seen online, a dildo that straps to someone’s chin. i don’t have one of those, but instead i grabbed the double-ended dildo i bought to go in the harness, putting the smaller end in my mouth and fucking her pussy with the large end. IT WAS AMAZING!! Her pussy juices covered my face as thrusted into her, the cock pushing into my throat, all the while i could hear her moans and gasps of pleasure. He moved behind me and fucked my pussy from behind, forcing my face into her pussy with every grind into me. Wow!

After she and i came multiple, multiple times, the two of them flogged and cropped me. It was the first time for Sunflower to use a crop on someone and Mountain Man enjoyed that thoroughly. They used the crop on my thighs and groin, which was amazing. Mountain Man then entered me in missionary position and she continued to crop and flog us. i begged for her to strike my breasts hard with the crop and oh, it was heaven!

My first ropework!

We had to take a brief break to work on some more dinner prep. When we returned, it was decided that Sunflower and i were to dom Mountain Man. We put Mountain Man on his back and Sunflower blindfolded him. She shoved his legs up, placing the bottoms of his feet together, so his cock, balls, and ass were completely exposed. She and i started to flog and crop him, but i noticed that his legs kept coming out of that wonderful position, so i decided to restrain him. i started with the leather cuffs, but that just held his ankles but did not keep the bottoms of his feet together. i began to wrap rope around his feet, but quickly realized it would slip off, so i took the rope over the clip holding the cuffs together and around the wrapping on his feet, and wove the rope around his feet more. i paid close attention to how i placed the rope and it turned out simply beautiful–and very secure. i was extremely pleased with myself! After binding his feet, i took another rope, used a handcuff knot to bind his wrists and then secured that rope to the bed to hold his hands above his head.

Pegging Mountain Man. i look like i have a penis!

We flogged and rubbed and caressed Mountain Man. And took breaks to fondle each other loudly next to him. We sucked him and i spent a lot of time sucking his balls, one and then the other, then working to get both of them in my mouth together. Sunflower got her leather Jaguar harness and put it on me, describing to Mountain Man how beautiful it looked on me. She then inserted a dildo into the harness and instructed me to peg Mountain Man. Sunflower grabbed his feet and pulled them up toward his head, bringing his ass up. We lubed my fingers and i began to play with his ass, lubricating and relaxing him before entering him with the dildo. This brought him such pleasure! i finally entered him and Sunflower flogged and cropped him. i grabbed his cock and stroked him but it was hard for me to keep my balance while i was pegging him. i grabbed his legs and Sunflower alternated between stroking and sucking him and we worked him over. We finally instructed him to come, me fucking him and she stroking him firmly, and he came loudly and intensely, come shooting forcefully all the way up onto the underside of his chin and splashing all over his chest! She immediately stroked and licked and tickled his ultra-sensitive cock, making him buck wildly against the restraints. It was so erotic! We then released him and caressed him in aftercare.

His feet were absolutely beautiful when i took off the rope, something that totally surprised me!

Beautiful indentations on Mountain Man’s foot from the ropework

We had a wonderful dinner in the afterglow, recounting the events, sharing bits and photos with Maximus, and discussing things we learned/what we might adjust next time. Then we returned to bed for dessert! This time, Mountain Man and Sunflower worked me over, trying to push me into subspace. i never reached subspace, but got into an amazing cycle of orgasms, one right after another in rapid succession, seconds apart, each lasting 30 seconds each, until i was absolutely spent! This went on for 30 minutes. During my aftercare, Sunflower played video she had taken of it–simply amazing! We were totally spent and collapsed into sleep, all together in my bed.

Sunflower left early the next morning to spend the day with an old friend. Before she left we were instructed that when she returned that night, we were to tell her the story of how we spent our day. Specifically, we were to sit on our hands, Mountain Man start with the first half of a sentence and i to finish the last half, until we recounted the whole story.

As soon as she left, Mountain Man boosted me up onto the granite island in my kitchen, kissing me, pushing my black satin robe off my shoulders, and began sucking my nipples and caressing me. He told me how pleased he was with me about the night before and instructed me to tell him what would be the one thing he could do to pleasure me to show his appreciation. i told him i wished for him to lick and suck my clit until i had an orgasm. He laid me back onto the exquisitely cold granite and spread my legs. He licked and sucked my clit, played with my pussy until i came–it was wonderful! He pulled me back up into sitting and i kissed him (“Kiss me like a lover,” he commanded), tasting my juices on his face and tongue.

He took me back to my bed and laid me on my stomach and cuffed my wrists. He told me that he wanted to get me into subspace and asked me what i needed for aftercare so he could soothe me afterward. i told him what i needed and then he entered me, which made me come instantly. He pushed me back down on the bed, held me down, instructed me to relax and be calm, stroking my body, keeping his cock inside me. “This is your safe place,” he said. “You may have small orgasms here, but it is your safe place and i want you to relax here.” He held me there until i relaxed, praising me for doing so, and i had small rolling orgasms on him. He then returned to fucking me and i could feel a huge orgasm building. i begged to come and he gave me permission to come once, which i did, then coached me to go back to my safe place again. i asked to come again and he reminded me that i could have small orgasms in my safe place. He repeated this over and over and over–it was like riding the ocean.

At one point while in my safe place he asked me what i was thinking. i had been thinking about being with Maximus, specifically two things. i told Mountain Man that i wanted him to use the crop on my pussy lips (i adored this when Maximus did this to me) and that i wanted him to contact Maximus so He could give him instructions on what to do with me, but that i didn’t want to know what Maximus had directed him to do.

Mountain Man then transitioned to a new sequence, starting from my safe place. He told me that he was going to slowly stroke his cock in and out of me and that i was to count two full strokes, not come during these, but then he would grind forcefully into me and i was to come once and then it would repeat. He did this over and over. He returned me to my safe place and changed the count to three and repeated, and then four. It was delicious, but did not push me into subspace. The left side of my face kept going into involuntary spasms while it was pressed into the bed, something i’ve never experienced before.

He then removed my cuffs, rolled me over and flogged and cropped me all over my body. i was not to move. He increased the intensity and then pulled back and repeated. He fucked me in between, bringing back the 2, 3, or 4 stroke rules at random. This went on and on and i could feel myself getting to an edge. i wanted him to come and didn’t want to make us stop until he did, but i could feel that i was getting closer and closer to my limit. i kept telling myself to hold on, convincing myself not to tell him i was at my limit, but finally i had to tell him. i gasped, “oh i’m at my yellow limit,” (or something to that effect) and he instantly lowered the intensity of that stroke, but it blasted me over the edge and i broke into emotional sobs, having waited through my yellow to the edge of red to tell him. He reached under my neck and pulled me into him and i sobbed into his chest. He cupped my sex, rolled onto his side and i curled into the fetal position into him and he held me in my aftercare.

His aftercare was very different than Maximus’. He was very quiet and held me still, where Maximus talks to me and strokes me (which i adore). We laid together for quite a while and then i was able to talk. i felt wonderful and i made sure he knew. He then told me what time it was and i was absolutely amazed…we’d been at this for two hours! No wonder i hit a limit! He went down and returned with coffee and joined me in a bath where we made plans for the rest of the day.

Amazing alder leaf on our walk

We ended up going for coffee at a great little coffee shop i love, for a walk along the riverfront, and then shopped for things we needed for dinner that night. We both texted Maximus and Sunflower and checked in with them. Mountain Man told me he had received instructions from Maximus for later.

During our walk, Mountain Man asked me a wonderful question. “What is the thing that you love about Maximus the most?” i replied, “His energy.” i explained, “His energy fills the room and it’s electric. It’s the first thing i noticed about Him when i first met Him years ago. i was entering our friends home with my husband and He walked into the great room while we were saying our hellos and the room immediately filled with energy. His energy fills me and this is the only relationship i’ve ever had that has given me energy rather than sucked it out of me. He’s my biggest fan and just energizes me.” i then told Mountain Man about the Things i Want or Need list that i found and told Him how Maximus hit every one of the bullet points (i didn’t elaborate on the specific points, other than be my biggest fan), and He asked if i’d told Maximus about this. i noted that i had written about it in my submissive’s journal (my blog–they don’t know about my blog, i have only described it as my online sub journal) that Maximus reads and that we would most assuredly talk about it when we were together again, as we do that.

We returned home, worked on dinner prep and had some lunch, then we returned to the bedroom. As i undressed, Mountain Man observed my matching panties and bra and asked me to leave them on. i knelt down in front of my fireplace on the white fur rug and took him into my mouth (he is very well endowed, girth and length). i then learned that Maximus’ instructions were not for something that he was to do to me, but for something i was to do to Mountain Man! Such a crafty master, my Maximus! My task was to deep throat Mountain Man while he slowly counted to ten. Maximus loves to watch me take cocks deep down my throat. Mountain Man asked me how i wanted to do this and i explained that i wanted to lay on my back on the bed with my head hanging back off the edge and have him stand and put his cock down my throat. i was very concerned that i had eaten just a mere 5 minutes before we came upstairs and i was admonishing myself about insisting that i not be told what Maximus’ request was (i wished Mountain Man had distracted me from eating!). i failed my first attempt. When Mountain Man got to 7, i gagged and vomited into my mouth, but swallowed it. Mountain Man briskly flipped me over on my stomach and spanked me hard three times. Oh wow! Ok then, i’ll show YOU! I thought! He flipped me back over and put his cock down my throat and began counting again…and i went to 11.5!!!

Mountain Man immediately texted Maximus, “Mission complete. What is her reward?” Maximus replied, “Good girl, i will reward her later.” Grin!

Now, i assumed Maximus would have had a different instruction for Mountain Man. Each time i texted Him, He asked if i’d had anal with Mountain Man, so i figured His instruction would be for Mountain Man to fuck my ass. Silly girl, Maximus isn’t Mountain Man’s dom–he’s mine! Mountain Man asked what he could do to reward me and i told him what i had thought Maximus’ instruction would be and that i would like my reward to be having him fuck my ass so i could tell Maximus i had anal sex with Mountain Man. He gladly agreed to my request. He lubed and fingered my ass for quite a while, preparing me for entry. i then moved to my side and he entered me slowly (i have learned that i need to lay on my side for the first entry into my ass, i’m not sure why, but it works). After he was in, i returned to my knees and he pounded my ass, pulling my hair like i love. He was so vocal about how good it felt and i could tell he was holding off his orgasm. After about 30 minutes i was getting to where i needed a break so i asked him to come in my ass and he came IMMEDIATELY, roaring! It was spectacular.

We cuddled a bit and then returned downstairs to make dinner. As soon as we sat down to eat, Maximus texted that The Englishman was at His house and wanted to Skype with me. Mountain Man and i visited with The Englishman all through dinner. Maximus prompted us in the background for us to tell The Englishman about some of our forays and we could see Him showing The Englishman pictures from His phone. We all had a ball! Maximus looked so good in the background, so happy–it made my heart smile. While we were talking with The Englishman, Maximus texted me, “Love you baby,” and i melted.

Sunflower was delayed and didn’t get back until late. She watched the last half of a movie with us and then we went up to bed. It was midnight and frankly, i was exhausted! i would have played if they wanted, but it appeared Mountain Man was tired as well. i realized as i was preparing for bed that we hadn’t told Sunflower about our day. i mentioned this when i climbed in with them, and Sunflower informed me that Mountain Man was “grounded” because he told her he was too tired to tell her. Oh no! i thought. This can’t be good. So i told her i didn’t want to be grounded and told her the story of the day while he laid between us. She asked what i meant when i told her he had pushed me over the edge earlier that morning and i described it–and she immediately gave him an exploding fist bump, so i felt a little better about this. We then started off to sleep.

But then Sunflower got up 20 minutes later… i was concerned and asked her if she was ok and she replied that she couldn’t sleep and was going to go down and play with her Kindle. i was very concerned and expected Mountain Man to follow her. However, after she’d been gone about a minute, it was obvious he wasn’t moving, so i nudged him and told him to go see if she was ok. He did and i could hear them talking for an hour and a half, nothing heated, it was a normal conversation with giggles (i couldn’t hear what they were saying, just their voices). They never returned to bed with me and were in the guest room when i woke in the morning. She came down in the morning while i was on the couch with coffee and my laptop, texting Maximus. i checked with her and she said she was absolutely fine; she has chronic pain and has a difficult time falling asleep without exhausting herself first with her Kindle or sex. Since we didn’t have sex she was restless.

We had breakfast and they departed for home, lots of hugs and kisses and loves.

Maximus called me after they left and he praised me for my good decision to have Mountain Man go check on Sunflower. He agreed that it would have been inappropriate for Mountain Man to sleep alone with me in my bed and that it was important that i ensured they were ok by sending Mountain Man down to check on her. It made me happy on both counts, that i pleased Maximus and that i took care of my friends.

Sunflower and Mountain Man left a few items behind, so we will be getting together with them next weekend while i am up visiting Maximus. We are all looking forward to our foursome!

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