more katy perry

So, this "ET" song she's got out on the radio (youtube, lyrics). It is a Very Bad Song. And not the "needs a spanking" sort of bad. :p It's baaaaad. The metaphor is really heavy-handed, relies on stereotypes and buzzwords, and is stretched past the point where it's useful. By the second verse, I'm like, "okay, katy perry, WE GET IT. you are having sex with a very strange guy!"

But at the same time, the song's toootally a guilty kinky pleasure for me. The bits about "wanna be a victim?" ho yeah, can I ever identify with that feeling.

Because, every now and again, I'll be daydreaming in class about BDSM, and being dominated, and I'll get horny and I'll feel... oh, like, "please dominate me, please control me, I need to be controlled, I need to be dominated, please."

It's a good feeling.

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!

I believe the best way to title this post is "omgyes"

So, he left, and I grumbled something about being all hot and bothered, thinking about how tired I am of getting off to porn recently. Something about having the real thing dangling right in front of your face makes reading inductions to get off kind of a drag. I brushed my teeth and got into bed, then it occurred to me that I should check my text messages, see if my roommate had responded to my "hey, I has a dude over, FYI"

She had, but I also had a second message! "You still up?" it had been sent twenty minutes ago.
"ah, well, I'm in bed, but yes, still awake," I thumbed.
"I was wondering if you wanted me to finish what I started with the kiss I gave you as I was leaving."
"oh, very much so. do you mean, now?" I half-expected him to be all "when I see you on tuesday, that is!" and be a tease, but I was hoping not. As I replied, I got a second message from him: "to meet you at the door, take you by the hair and push you into the apartment, my lips on yours, my hands around you..."
I gasped a little, really hoping that he wasn't going to make me wait. I got another message. Very brief, just "yes." Now.
"*squirms* I'm currently naked and in bed, will that be a problem?"
"it will not, as long as you let me in" I leaped out of bed, and my phone buzzed again. "on my way. hope you like being pinned against a wall"

So, he arrived, metal fingernails from his sensation play kit in hand (or on hand, rather :p). He grabbed my hair and kissed me and pushed me up against a wall, just as he'd promised, then used my very oldest trigger that I'd told him about. Stroking my temples downward puts me into a pretty light trance, but a trance nonetheless. He then tried to make me come on command, and it just did not work, because I am le suck at hallucinating things (that is, in fact, the scientific term). Especially in so light a trance. I brought myself out of the trance after he'd stopped and said "um, A for effort?"

"well, I can certainly make you feel things without hypnosis," he said, and I brought him to my bedroom. Conveniently, I already had zero clothes on (not even socks! :p), and we shortly got to fucking like rabbits.

Now, I'm pretty sure it's because of my submissiveness, but during sex, I, hm. It's not that I'm unresponsive (because I can get really loud), it's just that I prefer to lie back and take it, if you will, instead of being ridiculously active during it. Let's put it this way: I have never been able to be the partner on top because I can't properly enjoy myself if I have to be actively fucking my partner. (also I've never been willing to figure out the mechanics of being on top, probably because I don't particularly like those positions ;)

Pseudonymous Dom picked up on this. "I don't even have to tie you up," he said after we'd started, and I couldn't tell if it was domly musing or dirty talk. Or both. "I can just do this--" he thrusted again "--to you, and you can't even move, can you?"

I moaned.

"You can't control your arms, and the only thing you can do with your legs is wrap them around me... "
"I...ohhhh...."
"hmmm?"
"I... could.... move my arms... if I wanted to," I asserted, between moans. "I just don't want to."
"And you can't even quite focus your eyes, can you?"
"ohh, no..." and indeed I couldn't. I kept trying to look up at him, but I wasn't able to do so for more than a few seconds before my eyes would roll back.

And it went on like that for a bit longer, and it was hot, and although I did not go into subspace, it was still excellent. And now I have to go to my cashiering day job with two giant hickeys on my neck.

Having a play partner is a blast.

Something to Blog About

Okay, I'm going to disappoint most of you, because this post is more about D/s than hypnosis. But it's relevant and recent and involving masturbation, so there. :p

We'd planned on having a good long session last night on voicechat, but Nauzy was falling asleep in his chair and had to wake me up, poor thing. Somehow he managed to pull the following off:

I was commenting about how sexy his voice sounded. His regular voice, hell, I said, even the sound of him typing sounded hot. "I think it's because I haven't masturbated in a week or so," I said. That's when he proceeded to hypnotize me briefly but wonderfully and wake me up. I should say that I've gotten really really good at getting into nice solid, passive trances lately; I don't stir if he pauses and I don't think much at all after he says the first few words. Though I don't go consistently much deeper than medium deep-blue, it's still pretty awesome. Progress, check!

So I told him it was okay that his sleep schedule was normalizing (he used to stay up until two in the morning, much to my chagrin), and we continued talking normally. We're like that. "Oh, time to go to sleep/ drive home/ get milk!" And then he pounces on me and I spend twenty minutes disentangling both of us. :p

Conversation drifted, and he asked me if I was in bed. "Obviously," I replied, vocally rolling my eyes. I always get in bed for hypnosis on voicechat.

"Well, I was just checking if you were all ready, because sometimes you aren't," he said, sounding kind of meek.

"You can yell at me, " I said. "I shouldn't've spoken back like that."

"Yeees... you should just respond blindly to my questions." He sounded terribly devious. I squirmed.

"Somehow, the idea of answering your questions blankly and without thinking is really, really hot," I said, squirming more. "I'm squirming really hard right now."

"I think you are going to start masturbating. Right now, get your hand down there!"

"oh, okay!" I kind of gasped. I'd never heard so much authority in his voice before.

"how wet are you?" Oops. I was touching myself, but through my sweatpants, so I had to scramble to check.

"WELL?" he demanded. I felt a tinge of fear, the good kind of fear. That was the kind of "well" that could hurt you. And I loved it.

"I, ah, not very."

"Well you're just going to have to masturbate anyways."

There was no room for debate there. And I wanted to anyways, so I did. And wow. I forget what he said after that, but it pushed my buttons like nothing else. I gasped again and came pretty hard.

"Good girl..." he cooed. Now, he's said good girl before, but man, last night I really felt it. I felt completely submissive and more dominated than I've ever been by Nauzy. Incredible and wonderful and oh-so right.

And then he commanded me to go to bed, and I slept very deeply, dreaming of hypno-superheroes and lesbians.

Later!