Wasabi and Catching Up

Scheduling doesn’t always work the way anybody would like. I was leaving for Florida and after a bit of a stress, busy nights and PG being sick, we didn’t get to spend as much play time as we would of like before I left. Hence to say, when I got back we made up for it with spending a good portion of the evening in bed, having a sushi picnic, cuddling and catching up on missed orgasms and time together.

After finish our sushi and looking at some left over wasabi, PG was talking about a BDSM shoot he saw where the model had washi placed on her clit and labia. After thinking about it for a brief moment and relizing how turned on that made me, I mentioned that it would be interesting to try one day. Next thing I knew, we were going to the living room with some toys and the cuffs. I brought some rope and waited in antipation. I was cuffed to the up-right spanking bench, rope was attached to the above anchor point and proceeded down to my crotch. I was being a tad bratty (when will I learn not to be bratty after I’m restraint) when he put on a black glove and put the wasabi all over my labia and my clit. At first I thought this wasn’t so bad but then it burned with such an intensity that I was squirming and crying a bit. It slowly started to fade and I began to breath normally again.

I knew he was going to apply it again and I decided to try to move, which was a bit difficult but I ended up picking up the spanking bench but could only go so far. He could tell I was being bratty and decided to put our collar on me, which immediately takes away any brattiness and brings me into a submissive state. Once I moved back into place, he took our tack blow gun (a BDSM version), wiped my bottom clean and proceeded to blew some tacks into my ass. The sensation of the tacks is a sharp, intense pain followed by a warm, deep feeling. After the tacks were played with and I was uncuffed and allowed to touch them, he reapplied the wasabi for the end of the scene. It left it on an intense note with tears forming in my eyes and we went back to the bedroom.

I’ll never look at sushi the same way again and this past week has been smiling every time I see it.