In 16 days, Kyle will be coming for a visit, and I’m planning to take him to a local, and very public, dungeon to show him off. He’s never been to a dungeon, let alone played in public, and we’re both very excited at the prospect of introducing him to some very sexy new experiences.
Kyle and I have played with power exchange since the beginning, but we’ve recently been trying out Sir/boy roles together. I find it incredibly sexy to have a strong, wickedly intelligent and defiant man struggling under the weight of my collar, and he finds it challenging, but ultimately freeing, to give himself up to me. It’s a rare and lucky thing that our tastes in BDSM mesh so well, and that two people who are such good friends and lovers can also be wonderful adversaries/playmates.
When I dominate, I prefer to do it with a soft voice and a sharp wit. Rather than hurting the body, which is still, admittedly, a LOT of fun, I like to torment the mind. So, of course, I use a flogger, and a violet wand, my nails, my teeth, a paddle, ice, and lovely fur-lined cuffs…but I also use challenge, deeply intimate knowledge of my boy, and a wicked combination of praise and humiliation to spur him on. Time and time again a threatening whisper works better than a single-tail for eliciting a gasp, a shudder, a breathtaking response. But I never break him down to destroy him – I break him down to let him show me how much he can be.
Because he is an amazing man, and I want him to see in himself what I can see. His courage, his strength, the beauty of that moment when he lets go of control and trusts…the look on his face when he’s conquered his fears, the spark in his eye when he’s triumphed over his pain. I love the sweat on his brow, and the red marks across his chest. He is a handsome man, and an exquisite boy.
…and I can’t wait to show him off.
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