Sunday, 19 May 2013

Being in cuffs for 48 hours.. part 1


The next time I had the chance to be in cuffs for a longer term it was for 48 hours! It was lovely, nervous, wonderful, scary and well yes a bit overwhelming...  It was a weekend where my limits where pushed a bit further and I realized more and more exactly why I'm here  :)

This weekend started with that I meet my partner at the station, where he picked me up and it started right when we got into the car, On the seat where a pair of new cuffs :) I was told to put them on, it was a pair of lovely hinged cuffs, I love that they feel a bit more strict then the normal pair with a chain between. The 48 hours had begun and I was feeling happy, relaxed and a bit nervous!
What could I expect? what would happen?

When we arrived I was told to wait in the car, I was locked in cuffs and couldn't go anywhere. So what a girl to do? When I got inside I was put in a hogtie with the help of a pair of leg irons and I now had my hands in the hinged cuffs behind my back ! 
I was put in that position for a bit over an hour (had lots of thoughts going through my mind at that time) an hour is a long time. It's lovely and challenging at the same time! Would I be able to stay like it for so long? and how would I feel afterwards? I was so happy though that the hogtie was with cuffs, it was a relief because they are a bit more comfy than rope ones when you have to be in them for a while , cuffs stay in place and don't get tighter with time ;)

When I then came loose (only for a short time, to get my jacket off) there was a suprize for me! A pair of Irish8 was produced... I had never tried that model of cuffs before! After the 48 hours I can say I'm in love with them (so much I now own two different kinds of them ;) ) My hands where put normally behind my back and I my feet in normal cuffs. Then he found a ballgag and that well was put in my mouth. So I wouldn't talk to much he said! While I sat there he went through some of the bondage things we could use.. a ridingcrop, chastity belt, harnessgag, ropes, cuffs, collar....







Just looking at thoose things made me excited. I love beeing  in cuffs and to know that I was going to be in all thoose things well. HAPPY!!!

After a while I was put in a kind of slave cuffs , chain going between hands/feet and my collar was put on, the feeling of submissiveness came over me straight away.. It was such a wonderful feeling, just beeing while I waited, no demands no nothing. After a while came the next suprize. I know we had talked about it before hand, but I never actually thought that he would do that kind of entrapment.. but he was. It was a box for my head! My instant feeling was creepy and well he can't be serious, Am I going to be in that?! But I was... And as that wasn't enough I was put in my chastity belt! which was with a bit of nervousness from my side. I didn't know how long I was going to be in it! And before that I just had had it on for a couple of hours straight. So yes a bit panic.. but at the same time, challenge and relaxed feelings where in my mind. 

After the belt was put on, the key put away I was put on the floor and my head was put in to the box. When it said *klick* and it became almost dark I was so nervous, how was I going to make this.. I heard him doing other things...I was concentrating so much on my senses. This was a weird feeling for me, becuase I couldn't move much, don't make that much of a sound and on top of that couldn't see much. Submissiveness - definetly. Pushing my limits - check! Was it just the beginning - well  guess?? :)







Tell you more later on  ;-)

Pling


Wednesday, 1 May 2013

How did it start...

Was thinking back the other day on how I actually ended up here ( well not the vanilla side, but the BDSM one ;))   So though I share some of the lovely first memories and some more with you.

I probably always have had it in me, remember how I played tying up games with my friend around chairs and beds being a kid - you can use a skipping rope to so many things ;)

My real curiosity started when I was a teenager and found some printed out pictures of tied up girls behind my boyfriends bed, I was trying to be a nice girlfriend and help with cleaning so we could spend more time together. The pictures came as a suprise for me. I didn't know what to do or say - was to shy, innocent and young...
The closest to any kind of porn I had been was some pics on a computerscreen when boys in my class was fooling around -nothing more. So this was something,  the girls weren't even naked on the pics. They were tied up with white ropes and had red ballgags both of them wore office suits. 

After looking at the pics in secret and judging how I was supposed to act, I asked the boyfriend if he'd like to keep them?otherwise I would throw them out. Well thoose two copies went out with the rest of the trash... don't know if that was the right way to react but what could I do?  Have later heard that he became really nervous when I found them, because he didn't know my view of those kinds of pics, Well neither did I  :P

As I said I didn't know how to react - something was making me curios and made it tickle somewhere- but loads of other thoughts told me that THIS IS WRONG From here the road to the way I live and LOVE it hasn't been the simplest and doubts as is this really for me? Can I really like this?why? isn't this lifestyle wrong? But somewhere along there I started to realize I loved every minute  - that was a little bit more then 10 years ago :o)



My first experience where bondage was involved was a Midsummers night eve  the same year I found the pics behind the bed. We were out and celebrating a traditional midsummers with friends, dancing, singing, eating good food and strawberry cake. We were supposed to sleep in a tent that night because of the numbers of people who were there. So as every teenagers in love we crawled in to our sleeping bag late at night.... ;o)

He asked me very carefully if he could tie me up with the rope to the sleeping bag -just hands in front he said while we had sex. I was curious, did want to know how it felt and how my body would respond so I said  Sure, lets try. Looking back that's probably one of the best answers I have given ;) It started this whole thing. I didn't know how it should be and I didn't understand the whole meaning of it just then. The one thing I did know was that I liked it A LOT. Enjoyed every minute- noticed how much it meant and what it did to him. It was just wonderful  Especially how gentle and careful he treated me all through it and afterwards. He was caring loving and just put me in the center, I and what I felt was all that mattered. Afterwards he was very gentle untying the ropes, massaged my hands and kissed them - he was so happy and said so many nice words to me.
I just felt so safe and cared for ! These feeling continued after our first adventure together.

The things I remember the most is the feelings of safety, love and care! (and of course the excitment it started :) )