Bondage

I was going to write a big long post about this scene, but a picture is worth a thousand words, right?

Nah, I'm joking. I have a post for y'all.

Friday night, I got home from work around 6. I've been talking to this guy, M, for a while now, just talking. He's a rope top and one of my peers, among other things. He'd asked me to play with him a while ago, but I had declined at the time. This past week I decided that I am now interested, so I IMed him and told him that. His schedule was tight, so we decided "why not now, what the hell," and did some negotiation over IM. Then I changed and met him at his apartment, which is a five-minute walk from mine.

After we'd gone through his toybox and gotten me all trussed up, as you've seen, he decided to toy with me. He untied my hands and laid me on my back. At this point we were making out a bit, playing with a bullet vibe he had. Whenever I called him sir, like I was supposed to, I'd get a shot of the vibrator. I get squirmy when I'm aroused, so I was kind of writhing around his bed at this point, pretty blissed out.

But then he reached over and grabbed something else. He laid a coin on the back of one of my hands, which was holding the vibrator to my clit, and my arm near my elbow, which was up over my head.

"So. If these coins fall off, you'll get some punishment," he said. "Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, sir."

He pulsed the vibrator, and I tried not to squirm too much. "Good girl. And what do you think about this sort of predicament?"

I swallowed. "I think it's rather a pain in the ass, sir." (though not enough of a pain in the ass to safeword, just enough to talk back :p)

"You think it's what? Why would you say something like that? I'm a very nice person, I wouldn't do anything mean to you!"

I smirked a little. It was funny, because M is a totally nice guy when he's not sceneing, too (if he wasn't nice, of course, I wouldn't've let him tie me up). Just, apparently, when he's topping he enjoys being... "a controlling, aggressive person" were his words, I think. ;p

"Just for that, I'm going to do this." He balanced a second coin on top of the two I already had, and then moved to put a small stack of them on my chin.

"How many--" I started to say, then stopped, because if I moved my mouth...!

"Yes?"

Silence.

"What were you going to say? Speak up!"

"How many coins are there-- oh shit" I said, as they tumbled onto the bed.

...somehow I managed to actually avoid getting punished. That, or he wasn't actually going to punish me, which was a mindfuck and then some!



Next, we played a game called "how good is Arel at giving head when she's got a vibrator on her pussy?" Well, okay, that's my name for it. I told M that I'd be happy to give him head, and when he mentioned putting a vibrator to me at the same time, I said "no, then it'd be a terrible blowjob, because I get all melty and incoherent when I'm being pleasured. I can't focus on other things."

And he said "you don't think I'd have fun with that?" And I was like oh yeah, some meanie tops get off on that sort of thing. Typical me, thinking thoroughly inside the box and wanting to please.

It was a good night.

I had further adventures the next night, stay tuned!