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I am more into the sensual than the pain side. Taking control AND giving control to the right person. Edge play. Spending several hours seeing how much the mind and body can endure of sensual, erotic stimulation and withdrawal. I've been mentally active in this for years... With my partners I've always found the slow, teasing and allowing the body to experience a plethora of sensations is the best. There is no reason to rush into something and be done before you've had the opportunity to enjoy it. What do you remember? Just the outcome. Not the time. It's like blinking your eyes and teleporting to somewhere else rather than enjoy the trip and take stops along the way. The less control you have over your body, the more your body can travel on its own path and arrive when it wants to... The body's capacity for sensations is endless and most of us have only experience a portion. Getting to the edge of a waterfall and looking over the edge like on a rollercoaster... many times peering into the chasm before taking the plunge and feeling the rush. I like to drive and have someone else take the wheel;) When I take charge it can be sensual soft or hard... or a slow change in speed. Of course I also enjoy taking and let the more animal urges prevail. Lovers, dommes/subs or sluts Exhibitionist / Voyeur 96% Switch 89% Bondage 86% Experimental 79% Dominant 75% Submissive 68% Sadist 46% Degradation Lover 39% Masochist 39% Vanilla 4% I have two favorite scenarios: for her... She meets me at the door with her eyes closed and a scarf in her hands. She hands it to me and I place it over her eyes. I lead her to the living room where I have her slowly undress herself... stopping to caress herself. One naked I lead her to a table that she has prepared. It is bare, but again their are scarves... one for each table leg. I assist her onto the table where she will be lying with her legs over the edge and her pussy nearby. I use the scarves (hers so she has the lasting memory) to secure her to the table. I place a small pillow or towels under her bottom to give me room. I pull a chair up to this succulent lunch counter. Starting at her feet I slowly work my way to her inner thighs with my tongue and breathe on her lips... I start again... and again. After some time I stand and lean over her. My dick is pulsating at her clit where I slap it with my cock and rub it around. Then while rubbing in I lean over to start to nibble and bite at her stomach... slowly, slowly lying my face on her tits and begin the licking and nibbling some more. Then I go down to my chair and begin to earnestly savor and taste her pussy. Breathing on, licking on, nibbling on her lips and clit... again, very slowly but working up the speed. As she arches I retreat and go back to her feet. This time I move up slowly but do not stop until my mouth and tongue have found her treat. This is repeated until I feel she has earned the right to climax. Then, I bring her off with my tongue and maybe my finger in her ass. When she is done... I step to the side of the table and offer my cock to her lips. for me... I come to her door with my eyes closed. She opens the door without saying a word and takes me by the hand to enter. Once inside I am blindfolded and led to a room that she has prepared. She undresses me slowly. Pinching my nipples and gently biting on them. She caresses my stomach and gently reaches into my pants to touch and then retreat. She pulls my pants to my knees and rubs me over my underwear watching me throb and move. She tells me to remove them and I do. Once I am naked she takes me by the cock to where she wants me. There is a clothes rack where she ties my hands above my head and teases me with many sensations and rubs her body against mine. She moves me to a chair and ties me to that where she can tease me more. Sometimes licking, jacking, sucking, possibly sitting on my cock either facing me or facing away. She may keep me here to do her pleasure or she my take me to another part of the home. I may hear another voice... just when I think I can't take enough there is the sound of another womans voice and my mind begins to calculate all the possible ways that these two could use and tease me to where I might have to cry out... but that scenario is not for me to write... it is for the mistress that takes that challenge.