Head in a box

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Oct 072010

PG has been working on a box for my head to go into when we play, it would be used for breath play and sensation play. I first saw one on the Upper Floor.  I mentioned it to him and he had a similar vision of something like that. Here are a couple of his thoughts, “When I first saw a girl’s head locked in box in Screw The Roses, Send Me The Thorns, my reaction was much the same as when I first saw water bondage – so sick, so wrong, so hot! It’s perhaps the ultimate in objectification, plus, as I’ve designed this one with twin hatches, access for use. Alpine’s been beyond patient waiting for this (I got sidetracked by some major outdoor trips this summer, so I was months later with it than I’d intended. It gave a whole new meaning to “Beg for it!”) Still all things eventually come to those who wait. We gave it a very successful debut at MVK last month and have already been invited to dinner by a couple who want to pick our brains for making their own.” It was difficult being patient and seeing it being built without immediately wanting to try it but it was well worth the wait for me and PG kept my mind on other things. PG is already thinking about a version 2.

The Box that PG built

We decided to try it out at MVK in September. I was nervous as we haven’t done a full scene with it and I only had it on for a couple of minutes previously. After doing a DM shift, we grabbed a suspension frame. I had to refresh myself and when I got back, it was all set up. I couldn’t help but noticed I was wet and giggling.

We started by having me kneel while he put the box of my head, I slowly stood up as he adjusted the ropes. It was an odd sensation, I could hear everyone around me muffled but not see a thing. We ended up keeping the door at the front open to make sure I received proper airflow as I was getting hot and with the loudness of the dungeon, he wanted to be able to hear me even with our visual safeword.

When I play, I usually like being able to see what’s going on, look at the person I’m playing with, maybe kissing them and get nervous and wet when I see what is coming next. With having that cut off, it was odd. He spanked me, beat me with my favourite steel toy, teased me and then we got into some bratty play with me trying to kick him without being able to see where he was going on. It was so much fun trying to be bratty but I failed. I was flying high and the more worked up, the harder it was to breathe. We had a great scene and by the time we were finished, I was a puddle.

The evening was perfect and I love our new toy, it means even more since PG made it himself. I’m looking forward to playing with it more and hopefully getting some photos with me in it once both of us recover from being sick.

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April MVK – Take down with a minor injury

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Apr 052010

For April MVK, a scene was planned with PG and River. During a previous MVK, PG bid on River during a scene auction. I wasn’t told anything as PG negotiated on my behalf. All I knew was that a take down was going to take place and bruises and marks were okay. I tried over the past couple of weeks to get more information from him but he won’t give me anything except for stuff that I already knew.

From Ultimatesurrender.com

Saturday came along and I stopped by the thrift shop to pick up something that could be destroyed. After searching for a while, I finally found a slip that could be used. I was excited but nervous going into it. I wasn’t sure what to expect except that it would be fun and intense.

When we got there, PG and River went to go talk secretly. After topping up fluid levels the basic summary guidelines were given and we socialized with others. PG came up and told me to run. I ran around the dungeon but since it’s a closed area, I ended up getting stuck. They caught me and dragged me by the hair back to the cross. They let me go again and this time I went into the aftercare area but was blocked by a big mirror on one side. I should have found out before about how much I could do when fighting back.  I know what I can do with PG but I wasn’t sure how hard I could fight back with River.

She pushed me to fight back which was good because then I knew I could be physical and hit and kick back. It was fun because I didn’t have to hold back as there was two of them taking me down. There was pinching, punching, kicking and other rough housing. After running away and doing an okay job of escaping, they caught me a dragged me back to the cross that we were using.

I was thrown on the ground when I noticed what they were trying to do. River was trying to control me while PG was trying to put my black locking cuffs on me. I was doing a pretty good job fighting back and moving my arms away so he couldn’t get them all. After much fighting, River sat on my arms so I couldn’t really fight but I was trying. My wrist were connected to a chain on a hard point on the cross which gave me plenty of room to move but not escape.

Most of the rest is a blur of memories as I was already started to get floaty. Once I was cuffed, a knife was shown to me and I was told not to move or I would be cut as I felt it cutting the slip off. Very hot. There was lots of kicking, punching, sharp objects and a game of tick tack toe on my back. Lots of kicks to my cunt and feeling and smelling my own wetness. At one point my legs were lifted up so my ass and pussy were exposed, my face was slapped. There was so much was going on and I couldn’t help but giggle and scream as everything was going on. It was so much fun

In the middle of fighting back at one point, my hand was on the floor and PG came down on it with his knee, I felt some pain but just held on it as we kept going. In the rough housing, I got a cut so we had to take a break to clean up and bandage up the cut. PG noticed my finger was a weird shape and assessed it. He asked me to squeeze his and I couldn’t. River looked at it to and they decided it would be best to stop to get it checked out. We got another opinion from the DMC and some first aid was performed. Everyone was really sweet. I was so high when it happened that I didn’t realize that it was something that had to be looked after and was confused on why we would have to stop. Lots of endorphins.

We went to the emergency room where they took an x-ray and before or during that time, it snapped back into place. Luckily it was only dislocated and sprained instead of being broken. I just need to rest, take T3s to manage the pain and wait for it to get better.

Despite the injury, it was a really fun night, I’m just sad that the scene had to end early. River and PG were really great to play with and took really good care of me once the injury was realized.  PG kept me company and gave me support at the hospital, filled my prescription, make sure I have some easy to make food and cuddled with me till I was restful and asleep. I get pretty dopey when I’m on painkillers.

Now I’m just resting, recovering, taking some meds and smiling from the memories.

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Dungeon Warming Party

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Oct 242009

Last night we went to a dungeon warming and Halloween party of some friends in the community. The owner did a mind-blowing job of converting his basement into a dungeon. The walls are made of granite stone, hard points in the walls and beams, sexy and fun furniture. The company was sexy people with playing and hanging out. It was nice seeing people who I haven’t seen for a while and catching up. After some snacks and talking, we went to go play. It was a bit quiet at first but quickly became busy.

I was told to sit down on the concrete with a towel as the wrist and ankle cuffs were put on and locked on with padlocks.  My back was against the cool granite, chains were inserted into the hard points and connected to the cuffs. This is a bit hard to describe but my ankles were then connected to the chain and my wrist cuffs to my ankles. The effect that it had was my legs were spread open and I was unable to close them. I wasn’t able to protect my breast or protect my cunt.

He started with a bit of humiliation as I was exposed and people were walking around the dungeon. He started playing with my breast and tried tying twine around the nipples but my nipples didn’t want to co-corporate. I wish they did as the next thing that came out was the clover clamps. The clover clamps were put on and then twine was attached to them and to the hard points above. He would pull on them causing a stronger sensation to run throughout my body. After my nipples were really sensitive, he attached a nose hook to the hard point above and put it in my nose so my head was in the proper place. After testing the range of how far my breast could stretch and how much pain they could take.

After having me on the ground, he unlocked my ankles and ordered me to stand up and locked me into the hard points on the wall. He took out our favourite brown strap and started whipping me until my ass was burning red. Unfortunately, it was getting pretty loud in the dungeon and we were both getting distracted with all the noise (expected and a good thing for a party). He let me down and we did some after care before hanging out again.

After catching up with some friends we decided to brave the cold and head to the hot tub. PG surprised me and brought some rope with us. After warming up a bit, he tied a breast harness on me, hands in front of me that led to a crotch rope. He held me to make sure I was safe and dunk me under the water. The thing I love about water bondage is the feeling of being secured in ropes, the feeling of water touching every part of my body, his hand holding me down and then bringing me back up and being completely free. After dunking me multiple times, we relaxed a bit and soaked before getting ready to hang out.

It is a beautiful dungeon and for the host thank you for inviting us. We had a wonderful time and looking forward to seeing it again.

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My First Real Interrogation Scene Part I

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May 242009

The idea came up after returning from Beyond Leather and having some information that I didn’t want to volunteer to him. I knew if  I would share, the knowledge would be used against me.

We planned it for this past Sunday, my first free weekend in a month and on Victoria Day weekend. Since we’ve been together for just under 3 years now, we didn’t have to worry about negotiating. He already knows my limits and can read my body better then anybody else. A lot of the time, he will know something is wrong or when to stop before I do. However, for those who are going to do an interrogation scene, please heavily negotiate before and if possible, do it with someone who knows you well.

I had an idea of how the scene would go but I was completely wrong. He started off by getting everything set up before putting the straight jacket on me, putting metal ankle cuffs on,  a cloth bag over my head, and rope around my mouth to secure it. I started off bratty, he told me to get down on my knees and I disobeyed before he did that for me. He grabbed me and told me to stay still for a moment. I took the opportunity to attempt to hide (you can’t hide in my little dungeon). When he came back, he started the interrogation, explaining that I could simply give him the information that he desired or be tortured. He was an American and I was the “innocent” Canadian. I refused to which didn’t go over well. He took this harsh implement that we have, that leaves a tire tread mark on the part that you hit (here is the link, if you are interested) Without a warm up and with the frame of mind I was in, it killed. The string and impact was intense and after only a couple of hits, I could feel my ass burning and I burst into tears. I kept denying him the information that he wanted and he proceeded to hit me over and over again.

I had the hood on and the more I was crying and drooling, the harder it was to breath. At some points, it was a huge effort to get enough air in. After making my ass red, he let me calm down a bit while I heard him grab the latex sheet. The next thing I knew, I was being placed on top of it. He took his boot, pressed it on my ass and kept asking me this whole time that it would be okay to give in, no one would blame me but I kept staying strong. I was resting on the sheet, catching my breath when he mentioned that I looked too relaxed and started dropping water over the bag. I slipped a bit out of the space as it tickled until I was suddenly put back into interrogation mode when my breathing was being controlled again.

Once I was on the sheet, I heard him rumpling around and the next sensation I felt was a tack being blown into my ass (it’s a fun toy that is designed for kink purposes) He continued to blow more and more tacks into me as I struggled, trying to protect myself. Some of them would really hurt but some weren’t too bad. I’m not sure at the number of them that were in but when there was a fair amount in, he stood up and pressed his boot into them causing sensations of pain and intensity to run all over my body. He seemed satisfied with the results so far but thought that more would get me to talk. He continued to shoot more and more into me and by that time, I was breathing hard with the bag still on. The intensity of the play, my whole head space and the heat from the straitjacket started to take its affects physical on me and I felt like I was going to be sick. Luckily my interrogator didn’t want that, released me from the straitjacket and gave me some water before moving on too phase B.

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MVK March

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Apr 012009

I love being in control in parts of my life, planning things out and making short and long terms goals and objectives. However, that doesn’t carry over in all of my play. PG knows how I am and likes using it to his advantage and at the end of it, mine as well.

I love trying to figure out what type of scene is in store for me, trying to guess or trying (and failing) for him to give me some hints. We went to MVK in March and after a great suspension workshop, we were set to play.

After stripping down naked, having rope placed on me, he handed me black latex gloves to put on. I was a bit confused on why I would need to put on gloves but I behaved and put them on with a curious look. After the gloves were on me, he told me to make a light fist, pulled out and duck taped my fist together, forming a temporary bondage mit. After having both hands secured, he put my cuffs on me and ordered me to lie down on the table, breast up. He started by placing a collar and placing a chain on it that was locked to the top of the table. My ankles were then secured so I was nice and tight on the table.

I placed my hands over my breast even before he showed me the clover clamps and I knew I was going to be in trouble. He placed the individual clamps on each nipple and connected them to the rings on my cuffs. I couldn’t move my hand without pulling on the clamps. Even without pulling on them the sensation was intense. He was trying to get me to move, scratching me, using the fid and leaving beautiful marks all over my thighs and breast.

That was only the first part of our play…

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Sin City: Drinks and Spanking

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Jun 172008

A couple of weekends ago, I gave in to a friend and went out to Sin City. The evening was filled with drinking, flirting, making out, spanking and even assisting in one. It was such a fun evening, and has been one of my more wilder weekends in a while. I use to not make it out to Sin because of obligations on the weekend however I’m glad I went and reminded me of the fun to be have.

At one point I was hanging out on the patio when this cute, sexy girl was telling me about her desire to be spanked. After flirting for awhile I couldn’t help but assist her with her desires.

We ended to the dungeon where I found my friend. Since I’ve been being bratty to him most of the evening, I thought this would make up for it and ask for his assistance in spanking her. We went over to the medical table, bent her over, and pulled up her skirt. He started spanking her slowly while I went over to her, held her hands and talk to her. It was hot, watching her face as he spanked her, slap by slap, watching her expressions change as she gets more into it.

It was pretty cute and hot to watch and was a plus when I ended up spanking her. It was a short scene but definitely was a nice highlight in the everything.

What could be better then having a woman bent over with her ass in the air, waiting to be spanked by you?

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MVK: Catholic school girl figging and strapping

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Jun 092008

I am still recovering from the weekend. I’m sitting in my living room, reminiscing about the wonderful weekend I had.

Saturday night was the Schools Out MVK play party. I decided to follow the school girl theme and dress up. I steered away from the classic school girl look by wearing my PVC school girl shoes, fishnets, a short school girl skirt, tight white dress top and a black PVC cincher. It was fun playing with the look and making it a bit more suited to me and it’s always nice to received some compliments on an outfit.

The workshop that evening was predicament bondage with Elwood Reid. It was a wonderful workshop, really fun and watching girls getting tortured is always a pleasure. At one point, the stunt bottom was in a predicament that was similar to one I’ve experienced at one point and I could not help but get all giddy and turned on.

After the workshop, we went outside while the play party was being set up. PG and I were planning on doing a scene and a bit of prep was needed. After inserting the smart balls, we went outside to put on the cuffs. It gave me a bit of a rush to get ready outside but we were generally protected from the view of any innocent onlookers. After we were all set, we headed into the party and secured ourselves the bondage table to play on.

I had no idea what type of scene he had planned and no matter how hard I tried to get hints, he wouldn’t give away any details. He told me to remove my thong and nothing else. I rarely leave my clothes on when we have a scene so it intrigued me on why I would be wearing clothes for this scene. After removing the black thong, he ordered me to lie face down on the table. He secured my wrist and ankle to the tie points, which left me helpless to move and secured a blindfold over me so I was unable to see what he was going to do.

I was squirming in anticipation, wondering what was going to happen, when I felt his hand on me. He started to spank me to warm me up slowly. Spanking me on each cheek, turning me on and warming me up as he switched to a different implement. I’m not sure what he used but I believe it was a strap. He strapped me over my ass and upper thighs until they were red and burning. Among hitting me on my ass he would allow the tip to snap between my inner thighs, causing a delightful sensation. I had smart balls in me the whole time which would cause every smack to make them jiggle inside me, bring me closer and closer to orgasm. He would reach his hand down to touch me, which allowed me to take more then usual and relaxes me. I was falling into a wonderful subspace sensation as he slowed down and checked in on me and felt how hot my ass was.

After my ass was nice and red he told me to relax and be a good girl. I felt liquid drop on me, unaware of what was going on, my mind going though everything that he would be doing to me. I felt his hand gently on my ass, working its way down to my hole. He starts playing with it, loosing me up and slowly inserting his fingers inside me. As my ass excepted more and more, I was getting wetter and wetter. After stretching me and opening me up, he pulled out and I felt something bigger being pushed against my ass. It was a bit of a struggle as he was telling me to lean back on it. As he was pushing it in, I felt a burning sensation. I was not sure what was going on, I thought it was a plug and that it should not of felt that way. I was in a bit of a panic, not sure what to do but trusted him. It was a bit too much to take (the burning) when I was finally able to manage to ask him what was in me. He answered me by telling me it was a ginger root. As soon as I realized he was figging me, I was able to embrace the sensation. With the burning sensation in me, him playing with me I was flying pretty high.

After awhile my body got more accustom to the sensation however there was a bit of a disturbance in the dungeon that caused me to fall out of my high. It was only a small thing but it connected me back to the real world and I lost that high I was on. PG was able to bring me back up into subspacey feeling again though by having me focus on him and the ginger in me.

When I am being figged my body becomes paralyze and I cannot even cum with it inside me. My whole attention gets focused on the feeling I am receiving and PG who is there, pushing me and encouraging me to keep going.

After having it in for over 20 minutes, it was getting a bit much for me because of the drop. He asked me to keep it in for two minutes, which I was able to do with him asking. The sensations were getting more intense and when he started counting it down, I was leaning on him for the strength to do it. After the time was up, he removed the ginger root and started to bring me down slowly.

After I was more stable, he untied me and we headed to the aftercare area, came down together and enjoyed relaxing after the hot scene we just had.

A perfect scene for a naughty catholic school girl.

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