Tied Up in Knots – Rope Bondage Breast Harness
Background: Sir David is very experienced in BDSM and Rope Bondage. Sessions are delightful and at times challenging. I am a professional submissive/slave and love the feel of restrictive rope tied around my body. Rope bondage is one of the aspects of BDSM play that I am very experienced in.
Sir enters the room to see his slave in the middle of the room, dressed in a sexy little lace gown which opened down the front leaving plenty of skin showing. No underwear is worn for Sir, as he likes to be able to see the plump pink pussy lips in every position I am in. I am kneeling up straight, head bowed, with knees apart and palms facing upwards as he has always instructed.
“What a delightful sight” he commented as he stood in front me. I could feel his eyes touching every inch of my body with his stare.
“I am glad Sir approves” I replied in submissive tone of voice, wondering whether I was to speak or not.
Sir then disappeared behind me. There was a long pause of silence. Where was Sir? He did not make any sound. Then in a sharp loud commanding voice, which startled me, saying, “Stand Slave M and remove your garment.”
I did as he wished. I stood very still and slowly removed my lace gown. He watched as the black lace slowly slid down my back, over the curve of my bottom cheeks and draping down my legs to the floor.
Sir then started to create his magic and wound the rope tightly around my naked body. I could feel the rope as it slip over my skin and being pulled firmly into place. When Sir had finished I proudly wore a rope bra, which made my tits and nipples stand out just lovely. They were round and firm. Very accessible for Sir to now torture and play with.
“Now for my pleasure to continue” , he said with a evil grin on his face. He then placed some clamps with weights on each of my nipples. They were left to dangle, sway and create pain when he pulled and flicked them. Sir played a while torturing my nipples and tits and finished with using a strap to hit each of the clamps off. He could see my body flinching with every hit and hear the pain I was in. This is what he liked. With each strike of the strap I let out a squeal and a moan. I was pleasing Sir and this made me feel so much better. When the clamps were removed Sir then placed each nipple in his mouth and slowly and gently sucked on them. I could feel his wet tongue slid over my nipple and flick it which was enormous pleasure for me.
“That is enough pleasure for you, my slave M” said Sir as he turned and walked out the door, leaving me standing in the middle of the room.
I always enjoy my play time with Sir David. He is particularly skillful in rope bondage and putting a submissive girl like me in her place.
BDSM Lifestyle Rituals
Yesterday I wrote about “BDSM Lifestyle Protocols”. Today I would like to expand that thought to BDSM and fetish lifestyle rituals, especially when living in a committed 24/7 D/s relationship.
What is a ritual? Do we need rituals in a BSDSM lifestyle? What do they do? What kinds of rituals are there for BDSM lifestyle submissives and Dominants in 24/7 lifestyle relationships? These are some of the questions that I was looking at when I was starting out. It was at first all very daunting.
I found that in the vanilla life, including mine, that I had rituals, although I did not see them as such. A ritual is something so simple as meeting the girls or guys every Saturday for a drink at the club or pub. That is a ritual. Getting out of bed every morning and going for a 30 min walk, is also a ritual. So I found that rituals are not just a D/s thing. There are lots of things that are considered to be a ritual and they are everywhere in the everyday live of vanilla relationships as well.
Rituals are an important part of a committed 24/7 lifestyle BDSM relationship. This is just my own opinion. I am not saying that I am a expert, I am just writing my thoughts for this blog.
When starting out I read about the types of rituals that are used in a D/s relationship and the BDSM lifestyle and found it all very interesting. There are many out there that suit each relationship.
I think that rituals can show and reinforce your devotion to each other, and to the lifestyle you live. I also find that they can remind you of your submission.
So when I think about rituals I can think of a few which have helped me learn much about myself and my submission and devotion to my Mistress. As I deepened my understanding of BDSM rituals it did not take me long to appreciate the significance of them.
Rituals are a set of tasks to do each day for a purpose or belief. Many, possibly most, can be done at any time of the day, and some may require being performed at specific times.
To me having rituals creates a special bond and connection and trust in the relationship.
Rituals for me show servitude and devotion. They are important for me for many reasons. They show respect and loyalty. It also shows and gives me the feeling of belonging. Certain rituals to me are also a way to worship.
Having rituals also is a way for me to show Mistress that I am her loyal and obedient slave for her use and this gives me a sense of belonging.
I believe that rituals should become part of your BDSM life. They should be part of who you are.
BDSM Lifestyle Protocols
I have word protocol a lot in the BDSM world and fetish scene; protocol for this, protocol for that. When I first read about this it was very daunting and initially I was unable to comprehend why such protocols would be in place.
I understood that everyone one and every relationship is different and that each couple or poly household adopt protocols to suit the type of BDSM relationship they have. I read that it could be defined as a set of special rules to follow in many different situations within your fetish or BDSM lifestyle; and that these special rules remind you of your place in the relationship.
When I was starting out, I was given a set of rules and instructions, protocols that I was to follow. Some of those rules were to:
- always address my Mistress as ‘Mistress’
- write in a daily diary
- when entering the house to remove my public/dress collar and put on my service collar on at the door
- after putting on my service collar to proceed to bathroom and change from my clothes public clothes into service clothes
- I was not to sit on any furniture anywhere (unless given permission)
This set of rules or protocols were a constant reminder of my place in the relationship and I found some of them to be embarrassing, humiliating, and exciting all at the same time. It was good for my mindset. I had read and heard of many BDSM lifestyle protocols and here I was very happy and excited finally doing what I loved to do.
Coping with Change
I have to admit I do not cope with change very well. I find it very stressful.
I have found that changes in my life, whatever they are, are emotionally and physically challenging for me. Why, I don’t know?
Maybe I am intimidated by the unknown? It could be that with change, I am stepping into the unknown and losing my comfortable routine and that is frightening? Each time I need to make a change, is it I am afraid because I don’t know what is coming? Who knows?
I like predictability, and sureness. Change happens all the time, and it affects people in different ways. I know that people handle change in different ways as well.
I know that I can not control the change, but I can learn to control my response and feelings to the changes.
When the change happens because of something, I need to learn to deal with it. I think the best way is to take one step at a time and talk to those who are close to us.
I am learning to cope with change…….. Lets face it change is a part of life……………….
Our New Home
We are now in our new home and settled into our new environment. Our place is once again full of happiness, hopes and exhilaration. We have left our other place, but still remembering the memories which we will keep with us.
It has been fun and exciting in planning and decorating, and doing so much more to make this a special area for enjoyment.
As I sit here on the floor at Mistress’s feet and look around, it reflects back at me with style, class and elegance.
There is so much space, there are well set out rooms that are fully equipped with great useful equipment.
There is even a space with a school desk and chair, ready for a strict headmaster, or Mistress to address the naughty student.
Not to mention the St Andrews Cross that has it’s own special area with room to swing that cat.
The floor to ceiling mirrors are great, just so convenient for Mistress to see the pleasures and pain she is inflicting on her submissive/slave or for a Master to make me watch and humiliate me as he punishes and has his way with me.
As before with each play space there is a lot of equipment and many toys to choose from. It is not a place with just walls that make this a house, it is us that makes it an enjoyable place and a home.
Looking looking looking …
Thank God this is now over but finding a new place, bigger, more space to swing a cat, was proving to be more difficult that what I thought it was going to be.
We have a certain standard and that was not going to be compromised, and finding this one place was not easy. Plenty of places were looked at and finally Mistress found a lovely place that we can call home.
The move and set up went smoothly although there is always something Mistress likes to improve. I would say I can not wait until it is finished but it is more like life, a journey that evolves as we do.
What is a ‘Strop’? … I asked
Such an innocent question, “what is a strop?” It was explained to me as being the long strip of leather that the barbers used to sharpen their razor blades.
So I thought it was just a long piece of leather used to hit with. The comments that I heard were that it was a serious piece with an extremely bad impact with pain. It was explained to me that not many people can take more than a few slaps with this strop.
I was able to see first hand as to the physical effect of this strop. On a quick look, it just looked like a double piece of long wide leather sewn together at the top.
After the first strike of this implement, yes I will agree with the rumours that it is painful when struck. As the strop struck one after another strike the pain was becoming impossible to cope with. I did manage to take many, (too please Mistress of course) and it left wide welts, that later turned into bruising.
A Warming Experience
Can I start with saying ‘Hot Dam Hot’
When I think of Chilli, I think of it being used as a food enhancer or a chilli sauce to spice up my food. The same thing can be said with ginger…. do you know where I am going with this?
I never would have thought about it being used as being a tool for others to have a laugh.
As dinner was being prepared, just out of curiosity, Mistress’s partner had a wonderful (……not) good idea. To rub a cut chilli on my clit and surrounding lips (not mouth lips). The first couple of rubs with it, seemed harmless. Then as the disappointment to my reaction was seen on Mistress’s face, my clit then started to become warm, then warmer and in no time then my whole area of clit lips were on fire. No amount of jumping around, spreading lips, blowing cool air on it seemed to stop the burning sensation. In fact in made it worse. I believe they received a few minutes of amusement at my experience. After a while it settled down leaving my clit very sensitive. No bad lasting effects. The only bad bit was not being able to stop that intensity of the burning when it was happening.
Emails
I receive so many emails every day that sometimes it is difficult to answer them all. The first priority is always to ensure I anticipate Mistress’s needs and fulfil them, then to ensure that her house is spotless and washing and ironing is done.
Then I can do emails. I receive a lot of nice emails, and am always grateful for the comments and feedback. some stupid ones come through of course too. I often feel like ignoring them or going back and telling them what I think, but I must remember that in everything I do I represent my Mistress, and as such I respond politely …. and ask that they politely go away. 
Knowing my place
As I started to introduce friends and family to my Mistress, I made a few newbie mistakes. For example, one time I went to sit on the lounge next to my friends but was motioned to sit on the floor beside Mistress’s chair. And you know what, it felt right, I cant explain it even now thinking about it, but it felt good and still does.
