PaulRenegar
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Today while in class, I was trying to think of the kinkiest thing my boyfriend and I have ever done.
My boyfriend really likes seeing me in handcuffs, or in some other immobilization device (like a fiberglass cast on my arms or legs), and handcuffs are usually our quickest form of restricting my movements. I also have a fantasy of not being able to see while making out; in addition to blindfolds, I have a pair of theatrical contacts that are solid black, and prevent me from seeing anything.
One evening he got home from work (he works at A&F) a little early, and he was somewhat hornier than he usually is. Anyways, we take a couple of shots of Jack, smoke a bowl or two to relax, and head upstairs. I put my contacts in, and then he throws me down on the bed and handcuffs my hands and feet in a hogtie position. I'm there for a few minutes while he's doing something on the side of the bed. What exactly? I don't know yet.
He then tells me that he has the only key to the hand and legcuffs tied to a string, hidden somewhere ON or IN his body, and if I ever want to get out of them, I'm going to have to find it... with my mouth
So for about 45 minutes straight I am constantly licking and feeling all over his freshly waxed body trying to find where the key is. He knows I like feet, so I figured he had the string tied around a toe. He didn't. Then I tried his arms, tummy, and eventually his penis. Not having any luck, he said I was getting warmer when I was 'down there,' so I started moving back a little bit.
He spreads his legs and I feel something a little odd sticking out of his asshole, and I realized it was the string. He shoved the key up his ass, and told me that although I found it, I was going to have to get it out. Without wanting to use my teeth so close to his skin, he gets like a 20 minute rimjob until I could work out enough of the string to where I could pull it out with my mouth.
We've only done that once, but wouldn't mind doing it again sometime. It was a little too painful being in that position for such a long time, and the metal handcuffs were starting to cut into my wrists and ankles. I had red marks around them for days. If we do it again, we're going to have to get some of the padded ones, or rope.
My boyfriend really likes seeing me in handcuffs, or in some other immobilization device (like a fiberglass cast on my arms or legs), and handcuffs are usually our quickest form of restricting my movements. I also have a fantasy of not being able to see while making out; in addition to blindfolds, I have a pair of theatrical contacts that are solid black, and prevent me from seeing anything.
One evening he got home from work (he works at A&F) a little early, and he was somewhat hornier than he usually is. Anyways, we take a couple of shots of Jack, smoke a bowl or two to relax, and head upstairs. I put my contacts in, and then he throws me down on the bed and handcuffs my hands and feet in a hogtie position. I'm there for a few minutes while he's doing something on the side of the bed. What exactly? I don't know yet.
He then tells me that he has the only key to the hand and legcuffs tied to a string, hidden somewhere ON or IN his body, and if I ever want to get out of them, I'm going to have to find it... with my mouth
So for about 45 minutes straight I am constantly licking and feeling all over his freshly waxed body trying to find where the key is. He knows I like feet, so I figured he had the string tied around a toe. He didn't. Then I tried his arms, tummy, and eventually his penis. Not having any luck, he said I was getting warmer when I was 'down there,' so I started moving back a little bit.
He spreads his legs and I feel something a little odd sticking out of his asshole, and I realized it was the string. He shoved the key up his ass, and told me that although I found it, I was going to have to get it out. Without wanting to use my teeth so close to his skin, he gets like a 20 minute rimjob until I could work out enough of the string to where I could pull it out with my mouth.
We've only done that once, but wouldn't mind doing it again sometime. It was a little too painful being in that position for such a long time, and the metal handcuffs were starting to cut into my wrists and ankles. I had red marks around them for days. If we do it again, we're going to have to get some of the padded ones, or rope.
