When I want to do something sexy for or with my fella, while I keep his desires in mind, I do things my way. Aside from the obvious – I’m the Domme – it makes me more comfortable to know I’m doing it in a way that works for me. There have been times when I was a little (or even more than a little) nervous because I was not entirely sure how he would react or how I would react. Doing it my way helps me relax and feel.. well.. in control.
Yesterday, on my main blog, I posted a description of an erotic tease and denial encounter. I thought it might be helpful to explain why I chose to do certain things.
Men if your partners read here, go away now as the rest of this post is not for you.
I mean it. Be a good boy and obey ;)
Excellent.
The scene is simple, a tease and denial in which my fella cannot look at me while I touch. For many, denial is a real hot button. Tell them they can’t do something and wow, they really want to even more than they did before. In a scene like this, a lady who is a bit self conscious about what she’s doing or how she looks can relax. He can’t see. His lovely vivid imagination is filling in all the blanks. She can just sit back, relax, and enjoy.
“Kneel for me, Sexy Man… right here, facing the door.”
The tie is to remind you not to touch yourself. Of course you could anyway, but you won’t, because my control is stronger than any bond. Your fingers won’t wander because I don’t want them to.” As you feel the belt from my soft, silky robe in your mouth, I add, “Just a little reminder that you are not allowed to speak either.”
Kneeling while symbolically bound and gagged speaks of control to him, while still feeling soft and sensual to me. There’s nothing being used that is scary looking or that could hurt him. The belt/gag is attached with just one loop of the cloth, no knots. The tie/bondage implement is held snug by his own hands. No circulation worries or anything. I love using things like this because, while toys are fun, I don’t want him to ever think for a moment that the toy controls him. *I* control him.
Speaking of which, he loves hearing things like that – “I control you,” or “Unless I order you to,” as they are strong reinforcers of who is in charge.
The lips on the back of his neck, the sucking and kiss on his ear – sensual, romantic, erotic – things that remind him that “vanilla” sex is yummy, I’m sexy, he’s sexy, and he shouldn’t ever forget any of that should I desire to take the kinky down a notch or two – or eliminate it completely. Making love to me is a super hot privilege no matter how I choose for it to happen ;)
“You really love my breasts, don’t you? Touching them, kissing them.. your warm mouth closing around each nipple, sucking.. your tongue licking..”
My attitude is one that says of course he desires me, of course he craves to touch me. My tone and words – teasing, taunting. I can touch what he so desperately needs to touch. Ladies, I assure you, by this point, he wants you in a bad, bad way ;)
“Watching as your cock stiffens and begs – yes, begs to be taken.”
Just letting him know I am well aware of what his body is doing. After all, it’s mine and I’m controlling it. I’m so certain that I’m in control and he is responding just as I wish that I don’t even have to look. I know.
Also, “begging” is a word and action that pushes *my* hot buttons. I love to know he wants something that badly. Whew. If I don’t finish this, *I* am going to need a cold shower ;)
“Feeling oh so controlled and deliciously frustrated, aren’t you, my Darling?” As you nod, I continue. “You want so much to slip in the bed beside me, to touch my body, and to feel me take you just as I described. Isn’t that right?”
Smiles. You know what’s happening here. Teasing, luring, getting his hopes up…
“Stand. Yes, that’s my good boy. Don’t turn. Continue facing the door, remove the tie from your wrists, and then the gag. Now strip for me.”
Another hot button for me (and him). When he strips, he’s experiencing a number of things – desired, a little vulnerable, sexy. I like him feeling all those things (well, vulnerable only in this context. I don’t want him feeling vulnerable as a rule.)
“Reach out and switch off the light. Good boy.” Pausing for a moment, I add, “Now.. head downstairs my sexy Darling. You’ll be sleeping on the sofa tonight. Don’t forget to close the door on your way out and remember, no touching.”
And there it is – the initial disappointment followed by the oh so delicious feeling of being denied and controlled.
I like this scene for a number of reasons. As I mentioned in the beginning, it’s low pressure. It’s sensual, it’s loving, and it demonstrates that control does not require implements or any forced actions. It’s all about him surrendering control and me accepting it.
If explanations like this are helpful, let me know. I certainly do not wish to expound upon the obvious nor am I attempting to insult anyone’s intelligence. I simply thought it might be of some use to those new to dominance and submission when planning things to do with your fellas.
To the fellas who were permitted to read here, I’d like to ask that you add any thoughts you have about the scene I described on my main blog or the comments I made here.
~ Lady Julia