Anyway, we have found each other and we are coming to grips with being in
love with another sub. Just when we think we have it ironed out then
something new comes up. i think what it is is the fact that we both need
tying up. When we find a solution it works until the one not being tied
up feels that old urge again.
i guess i am the worst for this because i am more used to being tied up than rob is. For me it has been an almost everyday thing for years and for rob it has been a once-a-week or even a once-a-month thing. We are trying to work around our differences.
Recently we have been trying to find each other's limits. Thankfully we
are close to each other in how far we will go. Since we have so little
time we have been doing short-term bondage, and as severe as we can
stand. The idea is that a little of a lot is the same as a lot of a
little. See illustration...
For example a tight hog-tie with a rope going to a door knob, pulled as
tight as i could stand it, and then pulled a little tighter! OUCH!
It takes just a few minutes of this to make me beg for release! Wait until i am really begging then let me down enough to have sex and that's what i call the HARD STUFF! This isn't like doing it with j, at all!
rob taught me how to do some knots on his privates so i could tease him until he was ready to explode then pull on one end of the rawhide to release the knot so that he could complete the act. We were both hard on each other so that we could pack as much into the time that we had as possible.
Sounds like a plan, and we did really get off, but all was not well. i ended up with aches all over and bruises on my wrists! Not good. We had a spat about him bruising me up. i will not do bondage where anyone gets bruises! That's a rule i have. i will not do bondage where it defames me (in public) or makes me feel bad about myself. We kinda growled at each other a bit about who's fault it was that i have bruises on my wrists (i'm the one who sugested the short intense sessions because of the shortness of time, and i'm the one who loves handcuffs.) rob is the one who tied me up so tight and made me struggle so hard. Yeah, i'm sure you see the point - i was wrong and he wasn't. Yes we made up and i'm living with my bruises, the bruises i brought on myself...
So what's next? i'm glad you asked! If you got my last newsletter you know that i talked about crossing the line. i see a lot of people doing that so i'm here to set the record straight on at least one line that i see being abused - fantasy! See below...
Where i go to school, right out in front of my first class every morning, i see a little sports car with a set of handcuffs hung over the rear-view mirror.
One time i can remember going to Rose's and seeing a bunch of cars with handcuffs over their mirrors. i had parked the mighty chevette about 20 cars away from the door where i was going to go into the store when i noticed all the hanging handcuffs.
In the front window of 20 cars i counted at least 10 pairs of handcuffs on display! Fact not fiction!
OTHER FACTORS INVOLVED:
This was about 5 years ago and it was kind of a local fad to have the handcuffs displayed like this - the fad didn't last too long due to a rumor that the patrolmen were stopping cars with displayed handcuffs and asking embarassing questions. While i carry handcuffs with me constantly, i have NEVER displayed them on my rear-view mirror.
This is the country and suposedly people just don't do such things, they don't discuss bondage, and no one actually knows what it's like! Yeah, right!
