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About BDSMtortured
The new picture is me trying to hide at a bondage party
These activities are addicting, and exciting. I think it is the excitement that I am addicted to. I have found scary is exciting. A lot of people go on roller coasters, get scared, and go back on again for the excitement. At some point they have to get on a bigger roller coaster, a more scary roller coaster.
In the beginning, being tied and stripped naked outside in a very safe place where nobody would see was exciting. Having my body touched was exciting also but the excitement of just being outside and having it done loses some of the excitement after a while. He started doing it at places that were more open, and bigger risk of being seen. And then we started going to places where it was very risky. Instead of having my clothing with us he would leave my clothing back in the car, so if we were caught I would have nothing to cover up with. That made it very exciting.
Being tied outside and left alone was the next step up the ladder of excitement. We had some talks as to where to go next and actually having a stranger see me as a slave was scary but exciting. He arranged it and when it happened I was terrified but was on a new level of excitement now and there was no turning back. We started going to bondage parties. It was very embarrassing and yet exciting. We learned that was a whole new world of things to do involving bondage.
We were shocked and amazed. We saw people tortured. We saw people having sex with people other than the spouse. I thought I was so brave and I learned I was just a novice. Some people we did not like. Some people invited us to their house to learn more. One couple taught us about tickling. We had some talks at home. I was scared but determined to be a good slave. I knew these things excited my husband very much.
After one party, we saw a female slave given to another male for the weekend, at 2 o’clock in the morning she was taken naked and handcuffed to his. We were told she would learn what it is like to be a slave for real. We saw slaves go to the dungeon, and in the dungeon we could hear them screaming. We would see them come back to the party room crying, and the females will have sperm dripping out of them. The amazing thing is most of them would come back the next month and do it again.
We discussed doing some of the wilder things, but then we started having babies and our lives changed direction. I could see my husband and I drifted apart. The kids were taking more of my time and work was taking more of his. I started thinking about some of those things that had terrified me. I was curious what it might have been like if we had not stopped to have kids. I missed my husband having his kinky fun with me. I talked to him hoping to bring us back together.
Time is still a problem. We have started to do kinky things again. Will be interesting to see what the future brings.
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When my boyfriend, now husband, and I started with bondage activities the only place we could do it was outside. It started with my hands tied behind my back and I had my clothing on and we went for walks with me like that. It rapidly progressed to handcuffs and my clothing was taken from me. The walks became longer and my clothing was left behind and then sometimes I was required to walk in more open areas where there was a greater risk of being seen.
It was scary and embarrassing but it was also exciting. My whole body was so alive. My senses were on alert. I could hear every noise, smell every smell, and my eyes were constantly looking for threats to my modesty. I was brought up to be very modest. Those areas I have been taught to keep covered up were not only naked but I was helpless to cover them up. Whenever I would hear a noise I could feel my heart pumping harder and not only my face was turning red from embarrassment.
I learned there are degrees of helplessness. Being handcuffed is one thing but when the clothing removed I am more helpless. And then there is being on the leash and being far away from my clothing makes me totally dependent upon him. He not only sees those parts of me I was taught to keep covered up but he touches them and I have no choice but to let him and I am totally his |
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