URNotAlone

A wonderful night...

February 23rd, 2006 8:20 am MST

Here is a tale of a wonderful SM experience in my life. It was several Decembers ago. I have changed the names to protect the each of the non-innocents.  My dear Jenna, who I know would love to read this, was a very, Very, VERY attractive black woman and was gifted with the body of a fashion model. Good fortune, as good as it gets, would have it that she and I found an attraction to each other.  We met at a giant Los Angeles BSDM party put on by the Threshold club. The moment I first saw her, I could not take my eyes away, even though she was with her master of the evening. She was the picture of what I had always wanted.  Sensual, lithe, shapely, and with body movements that left my sensory system defenseless. I eventually was able to make an approach to her and she was very receptive to my attentions. Then, as I have done so many, many, times, I handed her my phone number card with those empty and hopeless feelings of “if only she will call”. Several weeks later, she called. She actually did! In our conversation, the warm and mutual feelings quickly returned and we set up a date for the next SM party.  On our big “date day”, as I organized my BDSM equipment to play our scenes that evening, and as I dressed for the party, I was on a sexual high for the whole of that afternoon.  As evening came and I waited for her to arrive at my house, my feelings continued at a very powerful and exciting, and deeply primal level. I was “so ready!” Oh, thank God for the notions of SM!  Finally she arrived, and unexpectedly together with her close and long time girlfriend, Lynne.  “Died and gone to heaven” is how it is phrased. I couldn’t believe what I saw. Both were dressed in full length black leather coats and black knee high high heeled boots. What a stunning visual that was! I still reel at the thought!  (Blown away is how it is usually said!) Imagine, two of them! Jenna is five feet seven inches tall and Lynne was several inches taller. At this point, I was almost overwhelmed, for the sight of two women, encased in black leather, in high heeled boots, impossibly taller than me, ready to enter my home! It was a situation I only wish I were able to dream. It was truly difficult, but as well as possible, I struggled to put my act together to welcome them into my living room.  Now, Lynne had a date planned for the evening but with some extra time beforehand. As we three talked, our conversation drifted to the party that Jenna and I were to attend. Lynne asked a lot of questions about SM and Bondage - and what were we thought we were going to do there. I told my Top side and Jenna described the bottom part. I could see that Lynne was a good deal more than “just a little interested”. She knew about Jenna’s BDSM interests, but this was the closest she had ever been to a real situation.( So she said …???)   I made a suggestion that she might just “see” what it felt like. Wow, Lynne was instantly ready to test the “feel” of handcuffs - just to see what it was all about, of course. In a very short time we had cuffed Lynne’s wrists behind her back and had chained her ankles together. We were all laughing and joking and this was a good time for us.  This was her first “for real” bondage experience and she was just ecstatic... never had a similar experience before....  (Again, my question???) She did volunteer, the next day, that she never had felt so hot without actually making love!  I think a little of the feeling (Probably a lot of it!) was because Jenna was involved in the action. (I know it certainly would have been that way for me!)  Lynne’s dinner date time came close, and so we “had to” remove her cuffs and chains. She eventually went off to her date for the evening.  So Jenna and I then went to our own business of getting ready to go the party and set off on our way to Van Nuys. (In the car, handcuffs on, is the rule. She understood so easily, what a delight!.)  When we arrived at the party, since we had "kind of" warmed up earlier, we were definitely ready to play right away. Jenna stripped all the way down to her high heels and panties and I began to tie her up. The new bright white nylon ropes that I wound and tied on her naked dark body were so very beautiful, laced and wound artfully, precisely located as to apply just the right pressure to her breasts and to her pubic area. (…kind of like with super crotch tight jeans, but more specific and a lot more sensual!)  Her arms were bound above her elbows, and at her wrists, then cinched by bindings around her body located just above her elbows and just below her breasts.  [Dear Reader, hold your wrists together behind you and move your elbows as close together as you are able. Just imagine that you were tied that way and cannot get free.  Be aware of your arched posture and your extreme vulnerability...  feel the feelings and enjoy the tensions.]  The bondage style is Shibari, a traditional Japanese method in which the bindings are not only functional but also quite artistically arranged. It is definitely wonderful and satisfying, particularly if there is a mirror available for the female to enjoy her own contribution to the piece of artwork.  Additionally, it is highly sexual in that the pubic area is bound tightly to cause a good deal of friction in the clitoral area.  Back to Jenna.  We then made our rounds of the party, meeting and chatting with nearly everyone. She looked incredibly beautiful, wearing only her carefully arranged ropes and her 4” heels. The contrast of dark skin and white ropes was gorgeous. We had a good time chatting with our friends, happily receiving compliments on the ensemble of her own natural beauty with my complimentary rope accents.  A little later, I tied Jenna to a wonderful slanted column.  This apparatus was on a stage. The slanted column was made specifically for bondage, of varnished wood and tilted about twenty degrees from vertical. It was rectangular in section tapering from six inches wide at the bottom to about 3 inches at the top. There were rings and holes for attach points in many places.  I tied her wrists near the top of the column leaving her legs and ankles free. I wound many loops of ropes about her waist in a corset style, firmly securing her body to the column. I then located specific strands of rope, Shibari style, to apply pressure to her pubic area. We could not let that aspect go unattended.  Her waist bindings cinched her waist tightly and held whole upper body very tightly to the column - deeply arching the small of her back and causing her bottom to protrude strongly in all of its beauty. The whole design of the bondage was directed to accentuating the lovely curves of her oh-so-very female body.  The combination of these bindings on her waist and the ropes through her crotch forced her back to be involuntarily arched and her rear to be raised and ready, “ready-or-not”.  We were "extremely" ready by now, and I began to gently flog her buttocks and her upper thighs with occasional sharp strokes to cause unexpected and involuntary reactions. Each bodily reaction strained visibly against the nearly immovable corset of ropes. Pausing from time to time, I broke rhythm and lovingly caressed all of the parts of her body, particularly kissing the sides of her neck and face... Jenna was struggling so hard to reciprocate, but of course, she was tied - bound securely and restricted from being able to do so.  And her  breasts and nipples on each side of the column were my most wonderful and satisfying playthings. How the tender bites of my teeth on her nipples caused incredible physical straining and the most sensual reactions in her nearly immovable body!  And all of the observers could see that she was truly over-run with the energies of desire ...  wanting more and not wanting more ... not sure, but oh, so sure, and in that wonderful world of space and pleasure, that submissive space where few have the opportunity to venture.  A great many people had been watching and it was clear to me that they would have done anything if they could have been participants in our scene.  Afterwards, we received many generous compliments for our “performance”. Now, I understand one of the benefits/gifts of the “acting” profession … when you have become so completely involved in your performance you have forgotten that it is happening in a theater, and you have been 100% enveloped in the moment. It is an unquestionable high.  Later in the night, after the party, and after arriving at my home and winding down, Jenna and I slept so wonderfully ... her hands gently tied behind her back and with her ankles chained and locked. I held her softly and closely all night long…. Our physical interactions were just incredible, … the most satisfying and gratifying … and the best I have ever known.