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I am a 31 year old female submissive with possibly switch tendencies. I have been in the lifestyle for about 3 years, but interested for a lot longer than that. I am not into pain much. I am more into the mental and sensual aspects of the lifestyle, oh and I also love being suspended with rope!

In the nilla world, I am a cat and dog owner, home owner, and am gainfully employed. Some of my nilla interests include camping, more camping, cuddling, playing board and card games, and much more. I love talking, texting, and IMing. I love laughing, tickling, and being tickled.

I am 5'10" and have curves in all the right places:)

I believe in God. I believe in love. And I believe in myself.

I am generally a happy and positive person. I do have a picture but will not post it due to my job.

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12/17/2011 9:58:32 PM

I've been in the scene for a few years now. I am going to talk about my ongoing journey to becoming a rope slut. Please bear with me as I'm still all smiley and floaty from a great day on Saturday!

From the time I first entered the scene, I was interested in rope bondage, and rope suspension. I would come out to events and parties, intrigued, watching two awesome rope riggers at Ohio SMART. I would watch the rope riggers as well as the rope sluts, it looked like so much fun! Finally, I worked up the nerve to approach one very friendly rope rigger that a couple friends had gotten suspended by.

The negotiation went like this:
me-I want to be tied up with rope
Him-Oh, you want to be suspended
me-Hell no, that is crazy shit! Besides I am wayy too heavy (was over 100 pounds heavier at the time).
Him-If I tie you with rope, I'm putting you up in the air and you will love it.
a friend that he has rigged-Just do it, you will love it, it is amazing!
me-Nervous, excited, and terrified at the same time. I'm in.

The black, 4 inch high stacked heel, knee high, size zip, red lace up the back boots, and thigh high fish net stockings, and string bikini panties, I ask him, and he says love the boots, keep them on. The black see thru petticoat skirt and red corset come off and end up on the floor.

He is all sexy, funny, flirty, and fun. Lightly touching, teasing, as he starts to gather out the rope and I feel the rope start sliding across my body. My heart is pounding, I'm nervous as hell, but getting more excited by the minute. The look on his face, he looks like a lil kid in a candy store. you can just tell the rope and rope slut is what he is ALL about. The rope wraps around my body, my hips, my legs, my shoulders, and breast.

Then, he says ready, but doesn't wait for an answer. Up one leg goes, and I try to keep my balance with the other booted leg. And already, I'm thinking I'm more flexible than I thought. Up goes the other leg and the rest of me. My heart starts pounding, adrenalin is surging, I am nervous as hell, I'm thinking holy shit, how scary, I'm off the ground in the air!. Then, my I start smiling and laughing, oh my god, I am off the ground in the air, I felt like I was flying.

He spins me around and around, and I feel like I'm flying higher. Then, I think, I really wish I could see what this looks like. He is sweet and has someone get a trustee and take my picture. I'm spinning round and round, feeling his hands spanking my ass and tits. Feel a friends hand smack my ass. Then, I feel other fun implements and his hands on me again.

All too soon, I hear him saying we are going to set you back down. I remember thinking already? But I was crazy happy, full of adrenalin, and goodness, smiling, floating, feeling incredible, thinking I must do this again soon! Gave him big hug and thanked him again then went and took my rubbery feeling body and sunk into the couch, smiling, and feeling all blissed out.

The thing with rope riggers, is at least where I hang out, there are way more rope sluts and people interested in being tied and suspended, then rope riggers. So it was quite a while before I got to fly again.

I saw him many times since my first suspension, but it was quite a while before I got up in the air again. Last month, I came to SMART after working a 14 hour day, and didn't really intend on playing. Then I saw him, immediately got a huge grin on my face and told him he looked like someone that wanted to suspend my happy and much lighter self. And he smiled back and a bit later, took the bait or as the case may be the rope slut.

Up in the air I was again, this time in a different spot in the dungeon so there were different view points. No pictures this time, but yet I could see him and I from the mirrors in the dungeon, so many hot memories burned into my brain. I was flying again, spinning round and round, all the racing thoughts, anxieties, worries stop and the stress melts away. Time stops. It is just him, I, and the rope, and maybe 40 people or so at the dungeon, I can see them, but yet they fade away into the distance.

He is flirting, feeling, smacking, clover clamping, swinging me back and forth and I see the gleam in his eye again. The lil kid that went to the candy store. The look on my face was priceless, pure bliss. I'm so bound by the ropes, but feel so free and truly myself Eventually, I get brought back to land. Slap happy, smiling, grinning ear-to-ear, hugging him, thanking him, and going and finding a comfy spot on the couch and melting.

Fast forward to Saturday 11-19-11, Ohio SMARTS Fetish Flea Market. I was there with a friend all day and late into the night. Classes, shopping, 35 minute massage, demo dollie for a yummy knife play class, and more. All day being suspended is on my brain, but I'm look for the rope rigger that I've played with twice, sadly he is no where to be found.

I had a friend with me new to the Cleveland scene. I was introducing her around. She has an interest in learning rope bondage and suspension. And my usual rope rigger wasn't there. However, there was a rope rigger that I didn't know personally other then to recognize he seems fun, knowledgeable, safe, and busy. I never approached him, not because I wasn't attracted to him and his ropes, but because I didn't think he ever suspended anyone besides the people he knew.

As luck would have it, he sat directly across from my friend and I. I smiled and said hello. I introduce my friend to him, and make a point of saying he does suspensions, I would let him suspend me, etc. Then, I casually (at least in my brain) mention that I would love to do a suspension if he has the time. I wasn't expected for him to take the bait. But he said he would continue that conversation later and it was a definite possibility. Then it was time for an hour long class and then I was at the door for an hour.

He walks by me as my door time is about done, smiling, I've been looking for you. Me grinning back, eager, anticipating. I tell him that I really would love to try and inverted suspension sometime. (Thinking in my head, he has never rigged me before, he isn't going to go for it.) Sometimes it is nice to be wrong, and this time I was wrong. We talked about it. He said it can be hard on the back (told him I have some bulged discs but no pain). He said it is painful on the back and hips, but that we could try it. He walks with me to the dungeon, I'm grinning, not much nervous, mostly eager and excited. He is smiling.

I motion for my friend, because she had said she wanted to watch. She comes over. He opens his rope case and asks me if I have ever used Jute. I said no, and I was thinking oh, it's just:( Thinking that jute is scratchy and what fun could that be.

We finish our negotiations and I ask him about the boots. He said it would be easier for me without them on, so off they go. The red and black corset come up quickly followed by the black see thru petticoat skirt. Then, I feel his hands and the scratchy, sensual jute rope rubbing on my body. I'm grinning and starting to get more excited. He is smiling, and then I see the gleam in his eye. He said for him it is more about the girl then the rope. For me it was about the guy and the rope. I looked into his eyes and saw kindness among other things. I feel myself relaxing more.

He tells me to go ahead and have a seat. I do and I'm sitting on/in rope and swinging back and for. Starting to feel freer by the second. He is always close by touching me, reassuring me. Says we are going to try it a little at a time, let him know if it is too much. I tell him I will so want to see a pic of it, if we accomplish the inversion. We do. My back felt fine, but it was painful as hell on my hips, but I block the pain out, because it was so incredibly worth it. My eyes are closed for a lil bit and then they are open. I see his smiling and reassuring face. I've never been upside down not sure what to do with my arms and legs. He says I can put my legs up. I wrap my fishnet covered legs up the rope and hook them in the metal hoop. I glance to my right, seeing myself in the mirror and thinking how sexy!

Pics are taken and I ask him if he will be in one of the pics, not that I will ever forget the person or the moment, and he graciously agrees. I stretch my arms out and realize I can touch the floor. He laughs, saying next time, I will rig you higher. I see a couple people watching, he spins me around, I feel like I am flying. I can feel the endorphins kicking in. There is him, me, and the rope. Everyone one else is fading away, nothing else matters. Finally, he tells me its time to come back down, that I've been upside down for quite a while for a first timer. I unhook my legs and he lovers me to the ground. My feet are on the ground, but I am still in the ropes. He is holding on to me, saying the ropes and I have you. My legs were like rubber, I couldn't stand if my life depended on it. He is smiling this amazing smile, saying I have you, it's okay. I am so happy, free, feeling, all warm, fuzzy and floating feeling. I close my eyes and enjoy the sensations. I open them, and he still has me, smiling, watching intently.

I finally come back to reality and he asks me if I wanted a 2 fer. For some silly reason, I thought he was referring to me being rigged by 2 riggers and I thought they would get in each others way and that didn't make any sense, lol. No, he said, would you like to go back up in the air? I immediately gave my full hearted agreement.

That time, it was a more constricted rope bondage/suspension, and at the same time it was a lot more comfortable. I was laying face up, hips, shoulders, tied. My legs were tied in different directions, couldn't really move them at all. Next, he tied my long curly brown hair so I could barely move my head. He gave me the heads up to let him know if I get neck pain. Then my arms went behind my back and they were tied up. I could barely move more than an inch in any direction. I was so bound. I was smiling, moving, moaning, feeling myself slip back into the happy, floating feelings again. He had asked me earlier if nipples were okay and I had said yes.

I feel teeth biting on my nipple hard, it hurt so good! I can't move myself much, not that I want to, but I can feel my body swaying from the rope and his teeth on my nipples.

I didn't think to mention to him one thing about my nipples.............................

A few seconds or minutes later, I really have no concept of time at this point. I feel his large, strong, n very sexy hands squeezing on my tits really hard. I'm squirming and moaning, it felt soooo good. In the back of my mind, I feel a little bit of liquid, and I attribute it to sweat. Didn't really think anything of it. Then, a little while later, he is totally grinning at me laughing, saying “I usually have to bring out the vibrators to make the girls squirt, but not you!” I look at him with confusion on my face. He said your tits squirted all over yourself, me, and sprayed into the air, it was so hot! I was mortified, embarrassed and turned on even more all at the same time. My face was bright red.

I didn't think to mention to him that although I've never been pregnant, my prolactin level is high. Typically it is just a drop or two of milk, only one other time did the milk actually spray. I was laughing, he was laughing, I heard a random “that was really hot” from somewhere.

He was spinning me around, and I was floating and flying all at the same time. I could hardly move, but never have I felt any freer. The racing thoughts and all thoughts for that matter were gone. My mind was quiet and peaceful. I was just one with the rope and enjoying the feel of the scratchy, sensual wonderful jute and enjoying the wonderful rigger that was now teasing me.

Eventually he sets me back down. My feet on the ground, the ropes still caressing my body, and him holding on to me and the rope. I'm all soaring, flying, floating, warm, fuzzy, and wonderful. I close my eyes, reveling in the wonderful feelings, open them and see him smiling at me. People talking, saying how sexy and beautiful I looked. I'm willing my rubbery legs to work but they wouldn't and thankfully he notices this, even saying, “I don't trust you yet”. I laugh, knowing if he had let go of me and the ropes I would have fallen straight down into a heap on the floor.

A while later, we finally somewhat trust my legs. They work enough to keep me standing as long as I have a wide stance. I ask my friend that came with me to go get my blanket, as I am suddenly freezing cold. She quickly does, and he walks me over to a chair that was close by. I don't think I could have walked another inch without falling. I'm covered up, and his sweet girl says, I got you water. I greatly appreciated that. He is packing up his ropes, I'm sitting, trying to get warm, feeling incredible! He comes over to me, cuddling me and telling me I got a memento, a piece of his rope that got milk on it lol.

Finally, my legs are strong enough to hold me enough for me to stand up, tell him good bye, and hug him, hoping to see him again soon. He leaves and I sit back down as my legs are still shaky. I'm slowly getting a little bit warmer, but feel my blood sugar starting to get lower. I grab raisins and pineapple juice from my bag and gets those down. I tell my friend that she is driving back to the hotel as there is no way I am in any shape to drive. I sit there a while longer and then get dressed. I slowly make it out to the social area, totally flying and smiling. We leave and I pay attention enough to program the GPS and help her with directions, all the while wanting to just cozy out and enjoy the yummy sensations. We get back to the hotel and I do just that.

So if you ever wonder how one gets hooked on rope, this is my journey so far.

I typically don't write, but a friend requested I do, so she could perv on it, so J this is to you:*


7/9/2011 2:04:03 PM

I live my life with truth, honor, and respect. I wish others would do the same.


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sandra80
 
 Age: 23
 California, California