Written by PG:
(A caveat: water bondage, like any form of breath control kink, involves real risks. This post, and the last one I wrote on the subject, are descriptions, not instructions. Reading them no more prepares you to do water bondage than reading a book about someone else’s adventures on Everest prepares you to go mountaineering. Before attempting this sort of thing, research it thoroughly. The Top should have first aid training, and should refresh themselves on the protocols for dealing with near drowning. And you need to have a plan for if the bottom experiences trouble: are you big enough to get them out of the water instantly, or do you have a way to drain the water away very quickly?)
So what makes water bondage so hot? For me, it’s a couple of seemingly contradictory things.
First, it’s extreme. Stopping someone from breathing is a thing you would do in no other situation except with intent to kill. In water bondage, it’s only with intent to thrill. The bottom is literally trusting you with their life. In regular bondage, you decide how much or how little the bottom will move. In water bondage, you decide when — and even whether — the bottom will breathe. Like a lot of kink, it’s about breaking taboos. It’s intense, it’s deep, it’s dark.
At the same time, there’s a sweetness and an innocence to water bondage. It’s summertime at the beach when you were young. It’s bath time when you were little. For the bottom, it’s being helpless, yet perfectly safe, held by someone you trust. You can just let body and mind float free, not having to worry or take responsibility, because someone else is taking care of you. And if they wash you repeatedly on your naughty bits with hands and/or high-pressure hoses, it’s not your fault, because you’re not a bad girl. It’s those nasty ropes that stop you from shielding yourself.
So the dynamics of water bondage sessions can range from high-adrenaline kidnapping/torture scenarios to loving interludes with just you and your partner, where the rest of the world, for a little while at least, ceases to exist. And the really wonderful thing is that a single session can encompass both those extremes, like a piece of classical music starts out all Sturm und Drang, then melts into a soft, romantic melody. And you, as the Top, have the power and the privilege of orchestrating that piece, monitoring your bottom’s reactions, using that feedback to adjust the length of this note or that to create and eventually release tension, using the bottom’s own body as the primary instrument. You will never have a more rapt audience.
I want to try that with my slave