C's Phantasms

Here are the phantasms C shared with me when I invited him to do so:

- To be dominated and to serve a gloved lady, dressed in a corset (your suits you marvelously on the photo),  a skirt (leather or latex), black stockings and high-heeled shoes.
- Kiss shoes and stocking-sheathed legs up to the knees.
- Wear a hood (but retain sight)
- Be tightly bound
- Wear an arm-binder or straitjacket
- Nipple clamps
- Undergo whip / cane / crop on buttocks and make me wear a gag if I moan.

We have already explored most of these although sometimes a little improvisation has been necessary. For instance neither he nor I have a straitjacket but I was able to tie his arms in the position they would be in if he were in a straitjacket. 

We have also played with cling-film and I introduced him to wax play after pushing his boundary on blindfolds. He has also been caned on several occasions (and he loves it).

Another phantasm he mentioned during our conversations is to be firmly tied on a bed, face down, and to be whipped with nettles. I'm waiting for the nettles to put forth nice young potent stems and leaves :-)

One thing that he never mentioned was the control of his sexuality. I have recently started to work on that side of things and he seems to be appreciating having to ask for permission to masturbate and being denied sometimes. The most recent activity added involves him masturbating while kneeling in front of me. I thought his shyness would hamper his progress but he was so worked up after being denied, flogged and whipped that it wasn't. Another addition is teaching him how to worship my pussy with his tongue.

He's definitely a pain slut and his fetishism for my feet isn't at all affected by any sexual release he may have just had so all I need to do is tell him to kiss my feet to maintain his submissiveness :-)

Interesting times are ahead.

Introducing C

C first contacted me last summer with an pm on Fetlife. Not really the place I expected to find a submissive, even if I do receive pms from submissives seeking a relationship from time to time, but then life is full of surprises and sometimes they are good ones. He very politely explained that he had had phantasms since his adolescence (he's 32, the same age as Follow) but as he had never encountered someone with whom he could explore them they had so far remained just phantasms and so he had decided that it was time to actively search someone experienced. Which is why he was contacting me as he had seen my profile on a regional bdsm site and found me on Fetlife (I discovered later on that he had scoured this blog as well but he hasn't been back since I told him which ISP he uses and how I know lol). 

I responded with an invitation to tell me more about his phantasms and we continued to exchange messages throughout the following few months (summer holidays and a peak work load meant that it wasn't possible for me to initiate a physical meeting for some time). His phantasms are quite different to Follow's (except for bondage) and I saw the possibility of exploring things that hadn't really been possible with F because F wasn't really into pain (well he was more towards the end than in the beginning but he still didn't get any pleasure out of being flogged more than lightly and I find no pleasure in inflicting pain on someone who doesn't enjoy it).

Exploring new things and initiating a novice are things I enjoy and so without any expectations as to where this would go, invited C to my place at the beginning of November with the reassurance that he would live to tell the tale. 

He was very nervous when he arrived "armed" with a box of (absolutely delicious, no, scrumptious would be a better word) chocolates. We had a drink and chatted a bit before I had him strip off his clothes, collared him, and then lead him upstairs to my bedroom where I have all my instruments and a four-poster bed which serves as a good replacement for a St Andrew's cross. There I tied him between the posts and we started our exploration of the real extent of his masochism. Nipple clamps, flogging, whipping, he soaked it all in and had a hard-on most of the time. After-care consisted of more chatting and another drink before sending him home. It wasn't easy to tell what was going on inside him but C had no problems expressing that by email the next day when things had had time to settle a little. The resulting email described the sensations and emotions he had experienced, the effect they (and the marks on his body) continued to have on him throughout the following day and expressed the desire to be allowed to come and kneel at my feet again.

And so began an interesting exploration of which I will talk more about in the following days and, I hope, months.

A Busy and Eventful Month in a few Paragraphs

It's been over a month now since my last post and although I've been quiet on the blog front there have been a lot of things going on.

The two day trial with the submissive G was not decisive or perhaps I should say that it was. Not that I could find fault with G; as a submissive he is genuine and I like him as a person. But I felt no physical attraction for him and reading the diary he had started as soon as I had agreed to give him a try revealed that he had hopes of vanilla stuff like cuddling. This prompted me to put an end to things quickly. Not an easy thing to do but we got over it and since then G has renewed with his former Mistress.

This trial of bringing a second sub into the scene has made some things very clear: To start with it's too soon, I've still got a lot to do to make the base solid, my pup still has a lot to learn, and so do I. The other thing is that I need to think more about how other subs can integrate and be integrated in the big picture, bearing in mind that, although my search didn't include anything romantic, I've got all the romantic I could ever dream of.

In the mean time my slave Follow is being true to his slave name. Recent events and opportunities have brought me to a place where I can envisage making my next moves towards my main goals. This involves my moving home several hundred kilometres away before the end of the year. I explained all of this to my pet because I wanted to know if he was really ready to follow me and if so what conditions needed to be provided for. This resulted in a steam of assurances, confessions, more time spent together, small symbolic gifts, more and more opening up and a plead to be tattooed.

The energy from all this is fuelling my progression towards my goals and colouring them at the same time. I can feel the things I desire moving closer and closer, much closer than I'd felt them just a few months ago.

And while things are lining themselves up nicely for my next move forward I've also had opportunities to improve my bondage techniques. During his 2 day stay, I took G to an SM club where a bondage workshop was being held. It turned out that it was shibari where the knots are quite simple (but solid), and symmetry is at best ignored. Whereas most of my efforts have been spent trying to achieve a prettier style more in line with what the two knotty boys teach. I learnt some useful things like how to join to lengths of rope together easily and solidly and some suspension techniques. Although I can't explore the suspension techniques out just yet for want of some very solid, conveniently placed ceiling hooks or better.

I have tried out combining my newly learned techniques with my obsessiveness for symmetry on my young pup and I am pleased with the result. The bigger, less decorative knots are not only easier to tie, they also look good on a male submissive and allow a tighter fit. The bondage starts with rope doubled and worked around the hands before being run up to shoulder-blade height, around my pup's arms and back round to loop round itself and move back in the opposite direction this time slightly lower in order to make the breast area more prominent. Once the solid base providing “hookage” for attaching my pup to a hook in the ceiling was finished, I ran the two ends of the rope separately around his body incorporating more symmetry and aiming to outline different parts of his body. To finish off some simple binding of his legs down to just below his knees prevented him from being able to achieve more than a hobble over to where I was to string him up before adding nipple clamps. He was in heaven, he could hardly move, couldn't see anything and had no choice but undergo any torturing or teasing inspired by seeing him there like that while I sat working on my computer, just a riding crop's length away.