I have, just now, become temporarily obsessed with the idea of being cuddled while tied up.
I think because it's so very primal a pleasure, the warm fuzzy sort--to be held while one is literally helpless, just basking. Nothing sexual--as odd as it is to find bondage and sex not in conjunction in my mind. Just...there.
The idea first came into my mind, I remember, during one of those very rare intervals when the ex-GF-of-doom (TEGFOD?) at least somewhat wanted to tie me up. (I forget entirely the circumstances that led to this.) I was feeling distinctly fuzzy and asexual at the time, though things quickly went south as she did various unexpected things to me. (Being not kinky or kink-literate in any conventional sense, she tended to do unexpected things. I had no idea I could come, repeatedly, on command, without touch. It was certainly interesting.) But I remember commenting later that, more than anything, I just wanted to be cuddled while tied up. She seemed surprised at the thought, and said that it was the last thing she would've thought of or felt comfortable doing. But that's another kettle of fish, and neither here nor there.
Is this so odd a thing?
I think because it's so very primal a pleasure, the warm fuzzy sort--to be held while one is literally helpless, just basking. Nothing sexual--as odd as it is to find bondage and sex not in conjunction in my mind. Just...there.
The idea first came into my mind, I remember, during one of those very rare intervals when the ex-GF-of-doom (TEGFOD?) at least somewhat wanted to tie me up. (I forget entirely the circumstances that led to this.) I was feeling distinctly fuzzy and asexual at the time, though things quickly went south as she did various unexpected things to me. (Being not kinky or kink-literate in any conventional sense, she tended to do unexpected things. I had no idea I could come, repeatedly, on command, without touch. It was certainly interesting.) But I remember commenting later that, more than anything, I just wanted to be cuddled while tied up. She seemed surprised at the thought, and said that it was the last thing she would've thought of or felt comfortable doing. But that's another kettle of fish, and neither here nor there.
Is this so odd a thing?
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