Kinky Dungeon

Sexy Sunday – Ropes

Since I didn’t write last Sunday, cos of a massive headache, this post is mostly about sexy times that happened last week. There had been a while since Sir Atticus had played with ropes one me, at least not this thoroughly. Sir tied the rope around my upper body and made kind of a rope bra, which is, by the way, the most comfortable bras I’ve ever worn. ๐Ÿ˜› My arms were held up, hands behind the back of my neck. The rope then went down my back and it was tied to my ankles. I was in the kneeling position on the floor, and Sir was kind enough to put a yoga mat beneath my knees. On the other hand, it was also a hint that I was going to be kneeling on the floor for a good while.

And we were actually small talking while He was doing the ropes. Just like chatting this and that while washing the dishes together or something. ๐Ÿ˜€ I actually really liked that, that something quite kinky can feel so casual with Him. When it was time to get me (and Him too, I guess) into the right mindset, it was quickly done too. From behind of me after doing the ropes, He came to face me in front, putting on my kitten collar and put on a mask covering my whole face so He could take some photos of His rope works.

I was quite thoroughly broken that evening, a lot of hard spankings for the slightly bratty kitten. I’ve also set a silly challenge for myself, in the attempt to even out our orgasm ratios, I would try not to cum. And of course, that sounded like a challenge for Sir too to make me cum. Nothing, I tell you, nothingย can be more torturous than holding in an orgasm while subjecting yourself to some serious stimulation, this time it was His fingers rubbing all over my lady parts. But apparently, all this daily edging paid off, cos I managed not to cum, but it wasn’t pretty on my part at all. ๐Ÿ˜€ I consider it a win. ๐Ÿ˜›

This week was more chill. Sir was very very tired and wasn’t initially going to be much that required Him to get up from His cozy nook on the bed. Basically, it means just chilling and getting cuddles, which I enjoy as much. ^^ But then He got a little hard while I was lying on Him getting cuddles. So some good old fucking occurred. He then told me that He got aroused from something quite innocent. I giggled at that, cos what He doesn’t know and I didn’t tell Him on the spot, that I practically get aroused almost all the time whenever I’m with Him. I’m so glad that I don’t get a hard-on, the only way He would discover that would be like something that happened this week. He just told me to take my pants off and sit on His cock. And it went in so easily, cos I was already wet.

I would never understand girls who get offended when their men get aroused from innocent things, like cuddling. Although I guess it’s only a small bunch of ladies out there who get aroused as much and as often as any men, and I happen to belong to that small group. I constantly think about sex, in the most random places, occasions and times and with random companies too. Although what I think about is very limited. It’s either what would different people look like while having sex, or some porn clip I’ve seen recently except with myself in them, or things Sir Atticus has done to me and with me. So if I see you on the street, there is a high possibility that I’ve imagined you having sex. ๐Ÿ˜› With that thought, have a nice Sunday. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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