"Sir" and I had a virtual play date this weekend.
We last saw each other in person in late September. Since then, we've been kind of struggling to figure out a rhythm. He'll reach out ever 3 or 4 days via text and we chat a bit. He's charming and funny, and every time I quickly get sucked back in to remembering why I like him so much. We make a plan for a virtual play date a few days later, and then it never works out. I'm as much to blame as he is. We both are just busy and recognize that real life comes first. Still, it has meant that my BDSM "training" has been a bit weak lately and I'm out of practice.
Case in point: nipple clamps. Several years ago, when Adventurer and I first tried playing with clamps, I was a complete wuss. I could barely handle a clothes pin for 30 seconds on my nipple. I certainly couldn't take a clover clamp. We started with very gentle clamps and even then I'd sometimes ask for a timer to be set so that I could take them off after 2 minutes! Over time, I have improved. And I've learned that when my nipples are clamped it does heighten sensation in other parts of my body. I'm very focused and the sexual pleasure is worth the pain. It has just taken me time to get there. Now I'm out of practice again!
Sir and I made a plan for Saturday afternoon. I was anticipating a lot of anal play because Sir has a thing for my butt.
When we played together in person in September, there was a steel toy that had a sort of mushroom cap/butt plug shape at one end and then a long skewer and handle to hold on to. Sir used it in my butt while I was on my hands and knees sucking Adventurer's cock. I orgasmed several times from the anal sensation. Sir REALLY liked it and has been teasing me about it since. So I expected him to suggest some self, anal play.
Instead, his instructions were simple: ball gag in mouth (my kids were home and I'd need to be quiet), clover clamps on nipples (time to get back in BDSM form), magic wand inserted in pussy, second magic wand held on clit. Then both wands were to be turned to maximum intensity and I was to not stop until told to do so.
It was a lot!
My nipples were not used to the clamps any more. The good news is that whenever the magic wands were turned on, I kind of forgot about my nipples
The bad news is that I'm a bit of a naughty girl.
We didn't have a live feed (just texts and videos back and forth), so sometimes I cheated and turned the wands off to give myself a break (shhhhh! Don't tell). Every time I did, I would notice how much my nipples hurt. I would ask Sir if I could take a break. He was very sympathetic (sort of) but still said, "No!"
When the wands were on, the orgasms were extremely intense, but my clit is out of practice for taking forced orgasms. My thighs would clamp together, my hips would buck, I had to really focus if I wanted to keep the magic wand on my clit and it hurt (and then felt very good again soon after). I would ask Sir if I could take a break from the wands. The answer was still "no"
Along the way, he continued to tease me with tales about what we'd do the next time we got together ("maybe a nipple stretcher?"), how he'd handle my tendency to clamp my legs when I cum ("no problem! we'll tie them down far a part"), and the kicker that always sent me over the edge ("The ball gag doesn't seem to be keeping you quiet enough. We'll probably have to replace it with cock instead! Have you suck away, one cock then the other, while you cum and cum").
Eventually, I did tap out. I told him I was reaching my limit and wasn't going to be able to take many more. He encouraged me to last through two more orgasms to make it an even 30 (over a 60 minute period....although the nipple clamps came off, with permission, after orgasm 20).
I removed the gag, slowly worked the wand out of my pussy (it was quite wedged in there), and lay back to catch my breath. Sir asked if I wanted to try for a squirt before I was done, but I said that I was drained. I apologized for being a wuss, but he told me he was very proud of how well I did. "You definitely deserve a big glass of wine tonight," he teased.
We chatted a bit longer about work, movies, and our weekend plans until my legs felt solid enough to get up and get dressed.
I'm not sure that my descriptions provide an accurate portrayal of the experience, or why I like it, but I just really enjoy how he pushes me. In any case, we said our goodbyes. I got dressed, went downstairs and my wonderful husband kissed me and told me that he was proud of me too (he had been following along on his phone, while also keeping our kids occupied in another part of the house).
, Girlfriend (or Lover) to G
, Submissive to Sir
, Favourite of the OHW Peanut Gallery
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Thank you. You make a girl blush.
