The hours spent immobile as a model at Shibari school has given me knowledge on how to tie a simple chest harness and I was keen to try it out. My sub billy was the obvious choice for a guinea pig so when he begged for a meeting between us I graciously set a time. In to my bag went a few lengths of black cotton rope, a flogger and a strap and just for fun I added some chopsticks and two hair bands.
It has been several weeks since we last met and we were both desperate to smell and touch each other. As I stood over his kneeling figure his face fitted close into my belly and the re-bonding took place. I slid my cool hands over his shoulders and relished the contrast in our temperatures. Stepping around to view him I traced a track over his body with my nails. There would be plenty of opportunity to spank him later when he was firmly bound.
First I put a blindfold on him, I wanted to delay the moment of recognition of my intention. I took the first rope and shook it out. Standing behind him I reached for his wrists and drew them back. I believe it gave him a slight shock to have his arms positioned and then feel the rope winding around. Remembering the importance of drawing the rope across the body with intent I wound it twice around him beginning the two rope takate koti. The second rope was added and I continued until he had a secure harness around him.
He looked fantastic.
Now he was vulnerable and I was at liberty to play with him. I began with the chopsticks. Laying them along his cock they were secured with the two hair bands. This made his cock a rigid structure rather like a gear stick so I took hold and moved it around. Lifting it higher I realized his balls needed decoration and looked about for some pegs. Finding them a few were placed on his scrotum and they added to my pleasure.
Billy was told to bend over and his bottom was pushed out for a spanking. At this point the harness became useful, I took a firm hold on it and billy was braced for a good long spanking. I began with my hands and made billy squawk as they stung down on his cheeks. But I was only warming them before taking the strap and applying it with gusto. I loved the sound of the thwack it made each time it landed and being fully aware of how much bite it gives gained much joy from swinging it. I didn't forget his decorated cock and balls, they got flicks from my fingers from time to time.
When the spanking stopped I was as warm as billy so he received the welcome news that he would be rewarded. He was repositioned and I took a Queenly place at his head. Following instruction his tongue was gentle on my pussy until the heat in me boiled over and he was told to move faster and harder. I ground against him and then fell back replete with bliss.
The play continued with a prostate massager. As it slid into his ass his groans of pleasure began. They are so different to any other sound he makes. As it became clear that he was close to orgasm I took away the pegs and chopsticks so my hand could slide easily over his cock and balls. Telling him I wanted so see how far he would spurt I told him to cum. His body tensed and then shook as the white stuff flowed.
Removing the rope slowly gave him time to recover. Until at last he was free with just the imprint of the rope remaining on his arms.
It has been several weeks since we last met and we were both desperate to smell and touch each other. As I stood over his kneeling figure his face fitted close into my belly and the re-bonding took place. I slid my cool hands over his shoulders and relished the contrast in our temperatures. Stepping around to view him I traced a track over his body with my nails. There would be plenty of opportunity to spank him later when he was firmly bound.
First I put a blindfold on him, I wanted to delay the moment of recognition of my intention. I took the first rope and shook it out. Standing behind him I reached for his wrists and drew them back. I believe it gave him a slight shock to have his arms positioned and then feel the rope winding around. Remembering the importance of drawing the rope across the body with intent I wound it twice around him beginning the two rope takate koti. The second rope was added and I continued until he had a secure harness around him.
He looked fantastic.
Now he was vulnerable and I was at liberty to play with him. I began with the chopsticks. Laying them along his cock they were secured with the two hair bands. This made his cock a rigid structure rather like a gear stick so I took hold and moved it around. Lifting it higher I realized his balls needed decoration and looked about for some pegs. Finding them a few were placed on his scrotum and they added to my pleasure.
Billy was told to bend over and his bottom was pushed out for a spanking. At this point the harness became useful, I took a firm hold on it and billy was braced for a good long spanking. I began with my hands and made billy squawk as they stung down on his cheeks. But I was only warming them before taking the strap and applying it with gusto. I loved the sound of the thwack it made each time it landed and being fully aware of how much bite it gives gained much joy from swinging it. I didn't forget his decorated cock and balls, they got flicks from my fingers from time to time.
When the spanking stopped I was as warm as billy so he received the welcome news that he would be rewarded. He was repositioned and I took a Queenly place at his head. Following instruction his tongue was gentle on my pussy until the heat in me boiled over and he was told to move faster and harder. I ground against him and then fell back replete with bliss.
The play continued with a prostate massager. As it slid into his ass his groans of pleasure began. They are so different to any other sound he makes. As it became clear that he was close to orgasm I took away the pegs and chopsticks so my hand could slide easily over his cock and balls. Telling him I wanted so see how far he would spurt I told him to cum. His body tensed and then shook as the white stuff flowed.
Removing the rope slowly gave him time to recover. Until at last he was free with just the imprint of the rope remaining on his arms.
