Archive for Predicament Bondage
Many marvellous kinky moments in March.
Posted by: | CommentsLast month may have been relatively quiet socially but it has been more than made up for with My serving sub’s birthday party to start the month off,and finishing with a fairytale theme at The Castle towards the end of March.
More sensational sessions using rope, cling wrap, CBT, anal play, ball stretching and caning – not all at the same time – LOL!
An overnight stay saw My new slave experience periods of full rope bondage, cling wrap mummification, rubber hood, predicament bondage, CBT and many other delicious torture devices applied at My pleasure. I did manage to catch a few winks of sleep during his incarceration.
slave tate’s sessions so far have involved rope bondage in one session – A surprise punishment before a session! – and partial cling wrap mummification in another – Finally a session without a punishment. Plenty of excitement with My collared slave for My amusement *very happy smile*.
More cling wrap and predicament bondage… this time for My other collared slave.
Another of My newer subs presented himself before Me late one night for a fabulous extended session of rope bondage, spanking and LOTS of anal play. My slut was introduced to My humbler for the very first time and what a humbling experience that turned out to be for him *WEG*. Afterwards, he was placed in appropriately exposed positions where naturally I was able to take full advantage of such overt invitation with My lovely pink butt plug.
The second last day of the month brought one of My naughty boys before Me for a deserved punishment which started with an OTK spanking and finishing with 50 cuts of My medium weight rattan cane *sighs with content*.
On that delightful stripey note I now end this blog entry.
Fabulous February fetishness.
Posted by: | CommentsA short month even with the extra day this year and it was well packed with lots of fabulous fun fetishness.
Rope bondage, predicament bondage, private needle play on My collared slave, mummification, discipline, canings, over the knee spankings, CBT, nipple torment, crossdressing, sissification, anal play, the list is not exhaustive.
My collared slaves have also had their share of a number of sensational sessions this month.
It was relatively quiet socially until 25th February when the annual South East QLD BDSM Records Event was held in Brisbane. Although I did not actively participate in any events this year, I enjoyed the freedom of observing others under sufferance as they stoically attempted to break various records.
First session this year with both My boys…
Posted by: | Comments…at the same time last night that is.
My idea was to to have My two slaves partly joined together using rope bondage. As My idea developed I realised I was sort of creating a “family” sitting for a formal photo – that is what it remnided Me of. A strictly posed one with one slave sitting down on a chair and the other standing beside him.
It was all coming together very nicely… a family photo with a kinky twist. I even managed to incorporate some nipple torment and predicament bondage in the process.
Don’t My slaves look blissfully happy in this photo! It has captured their essence superbly.
More exciting happenings for My collared slaves.
Posted by: | CommentsThere have been a number of exciting happenings for My collared slaves over the last couple of weeks.
The most notable change for slave tate was in his sleeping arrangements. After his sleepover on the floor at My house for a second time, the thought crossed My mind that My slave could easily do this at home too *GRINS*.
So on the evening of Friday 26th August, I set My slave a task to create a slave bed for himself to sleep on, using a doona on the floor as his mattress and one pillow to rest his head. I also allowed him to use one doona (plus a blanket if needed) to keep himself warm in his slave bed. A very generous gesture from his Goddess! I did not stipulate where he was to set up his slave bed leaving that option to him.
Suffice to say that My slave survived the night on his slave bed and was full of energy after his social activity at Hellfire.
slave connor was most fortunate to not only have his week of holiday starting on 31st August, his week off was also put into full swing (literally) with a session in the sling in My dungeon. Perfect position for predicament bondage, some CBT and knife play. What a way to begin a holiday… *smiles*.
The next evening, slave tate was instructed to present himself before Me in My dungeon for his first session of the new season. I tend not to let My slave know in advance what plans I have for him as it is much more fun to see his reaction when he realises what I am about to do to him at the time… *WEG*. Rope bondage, tease and denial and foot worship were on My agenda to welcome in the first day of Spring. Want to know more detail about his session? you can read it in A glimpse of stocking!
As if My collared slave’s week hadn’t been exciting enough, I opted to have slave tate sleeping in his slave bed for a second Friday in a row.
With slave connor still on holiday, I had both My boys meet Me at My house at 9.15am so W/we could indulge in breakfast together on Chevron Island to start O/our weekend off. Then it was back together again with My two boys in the late afternoon for an early dinner of pizza before W/we headed off to Brisbane to a wedding celebration which turned out to be the wedding itself - a total surprise to all U/us guests but an honour to witness such a wonderful commitment between two kinky friends.
Naturally amongst all the other activities, there have been plenty of opportunities for My sissy maid to continue with her usual cleaning duties.
To finish slave connor’s final day of his holiday, he was invited to cook dinner for his Goddess tonight which was delicious. Immediately after dinner, My slave accompanied Me to My dungeon where he assisted Me in preparing My premises for the new reverse cycle airconditioning unit being installed on the wall in My lounge room tomorrow.
Knife play on My slave.
Posted by: | CommentsMy beautiful new mahogany obsidian knife has been waiting for an appropriate ritual baptism and I gave that privilege to My collared slave connor in his session this afternoon.
I partially wrapped him in cling wrap and used a long leather strap to ensure his hands could not wriggle out of their plastic encasement. After an initial teasing using My bare foot on his nipples and cock (not at the same time… LOL), I used the fabulous edge of My knife running it across his exposed pierced nipples.
My slave felt every touch of the cool sharp edge of the stone blade against his skin and even felt its cutting potential through the cling wrap covering his cock. Its affect was immediate and he became highly attuned to even its most sensitive application.
This became an intense ritual experience for My slave and finished on a profound spiritual note with the additional healing properties of mahogany obsidian also affecting him in a positive way.
Stretching exercise for My slave.
Posted by: | CommentsI have not done a lot of CBT with My slave and thought it was about time I did… *WEG*.
Not only did I use My ball crusher, once attached, I tied it to My rope pulley and ‘pulleyed’ away to My heart’s content. slave connor was stretched in ways he had not thought possible *winks*.
To add to My slave’s torment and to increase the tension (LOL), some predicament bondage was also incorporated to his nipples.
In this position I could keep My slave on his toes and tickle him to make him move his body which was greatly limited. Every now and again a twinge of discomfort became apparent on his face as he desperately tried to not only avoid My fingers, but avoid moving too drastically.
I finally put My slave out of his misery by lying him down on the floor where he was stretched out and tied down as I ended his session by striping My slave’s thighs with 12 cuts of My cane. A delightful pattern for him to admire over the next few days.
Strung up in a predicament.
Posted by: | CommentsWith My collared slave having spent many extra hours in My presence for the second weekend running, I thought I would surprise him even further by summoning him to My dungeon the next evening for a more intense time in a session.
slave tate arrived at the scheduled hour totally oblivious to My plans for him. After his awesome latex experience last week, this time he would be subjected to My cotton string… and lots of it… *laughs with glee*.
With his arms and legs secured to two spreader bars, that left him completely exposed for predicament bondage. With no shortage of string, I could be as frugal or as elaborate as I wanted, there was no restriction. Having said that, sometimes simpler is better *WEG*.
Now I could work My magic with My fingers and tease and torment My slave in his hapless predicament. No matter which way he moved, it affected some part of his delicate anatomy!!!
I kept this torment up for some time until eventually I relented and brought his torment to a fitting conclusion with one gob stopping orgasm *winks*.
The life of a collared slave within My realm and under My power…
Vertically challenged… literally.
Posted by: | CommentsThe colder winter weather lends itself very well to leather, particularly My leather sleepsack. It may be called a “sleepsack” but My slave would be placed in a position where “sleeping” would not be possible *WEG*.
Typically, My sleepsack tends to be used in the more obvious horizontal position. slave tate has not experienced My sleepsack in a vertical position before and there was no time like the present to try something new!
With My slave in the sleepsack, I now had to secure him with rope to prevent him from losing balance and toppling forward. Some well placed rope kept him in an upright position, a leather posture collar improved his posture even more, and a blindfold prevented him from seeing what was coming *winks*.
I wanted to see how long My slave would last in this vertical position and it was initially challenging for him to maintain his balance. Well, there isn’t much room for adjustment with the feet firmly encased in the sleepsack. After some minutes of finally establishing his balance, the torment began. Some additional ropes were attached to the posture collar and then My fingers went to work, teasing and gently squeezing the nipples which were already being pulled by cords attached to them.
The pressure of torment fluctuated from nothing to persistent intensity, teasing and denying, and gradually building My slave’s excitement to a peak where I kept him hanging for a little longer… and a little longer still.
An hour and a half of being challenged in many ways, My slave was finally brought to a fitting conclusion where an orgasm was not a choice anymore and he was forced to climax.
What an engrossing way to end My long weekend and that for My slave!
