Day 15: Post a BDSM/kink activity you’re curious about and would like to try.
A very good friend of mine was kind enough to share her personal sexual “Bucket List”. It was eye-opening to say the least — and it got me to thinking. What things would I like to do, but just (for whatever reason) haven’t had a chance to do? Do I have a sexual/BDSM “bucket list”? Well, I suppose I do, but I will spare you the overshare on this blog. I’ll just mention a few items (only one would make for a rather short blog post).
Note – these are things I would like to do, not have done to me:)
In no particular order:
– Sensory Deprivation –
The thought of having a sub hooded, bound and on her knees is extremely hot. I realize that this is not for everyone, but I know I’d love it. She’s lost in her own world, her own head is her prison. How much of our reality is our sensory perception? What do we become when deprived of it, even for a short time?
She kneels, her own island, a kingdom of one. If she’s fully hooded (with gag and earplugs) she’s left with touch only. She’s helpless, utterly dependent upon you, for everything. It would be something at once erotic and sobering — a way to tie her to you in a way that becomes something much more than physical.
The multi-layered significance of the deprivation is what strikes me most about it. Visually, you’re depriving her of her identity, her uniqueness as a woman. You’ve taken away those gorgeous, luminous eyes, that cascade of dark hair, the delicate beauty of that pretty face. She’s reduced to a commodity: simply breasts, buttocks, a pussy. Total objectification. Yours.
You’re literally depriving her of senses, those things that help make us sentient beings. There cannot be a much higher level of control. Most of all it is something that would take an incredible amount of trust. How can that level of trust between two loving human beings not be erotic and beautiful — even uplifting?
– Caging –
This one is also fairly extreme, but it’s one of those where I always wonder how the reality comports with the fantasy. To look down upon her as she crouches, naked, in her little prison, her big eyes peering up at you, while you’re free to move about the room, the house. Equal parts degradation and objectification, it has a certain unsettling something about it that makes it unique. Incredibly hot in fantasy and in fiction . . . but does it translate well to reality? Who knows, but perhaps someday, I’ll find out.
– Kinbaku –
Japanese rope bondage. Fascinating to me, like almost nothing else. I have virtually zero experience with it, but damn I’d like to change that someday. I equate this to being able to treat your sub as a sort of toy — she becomes almost your puppet. Most of all, thinking about what’s going through her head as she’s bound adds so much more to it. Her arousal and fear at her helplessness, her embarrassment at her exposure, her discomfort even pain at the positions her body is forced into. While your fingers play over the tight skin of her bulging breasts constricted in her chest harness, the rough rope of the crotch tie abrading the soft tissues of her wet pussy, her mind is where the really interesting action is taking place. Oh if only we could crawl in there with her and witness it for ourselves:)
Ah, maybe someday. We don’t always get to do everything on our bucket list, but sometimes life presents . . . opportunities:)
What about you? What are some of the items on your bucket list?
Until Day 16!