Sunday, January 10, 2016

I've never liked latex...

I have never liked latex. While I think it can look good, on pictures of stick thin models, I couldn't envision it on me. I didn't like how it felt when touching it, and I really disliked the smell.

Saint is a latex fetishist. I've known that since the start, but we never played with that kink. He has latex boxer briefs, but they've been too tight for him for years. About a year ago, I agreed to try them on for him. They were tight, but I got them on. Sitting on his face, while I was wearing latex, really turned him on.

I was pleased by his reaction, but still didn't really like the material. Also, the boxer briefs had the completely wrong fit, and were really too tight for me as well. However, I agreed to let him buy me a piece of latex lingerie that actually fit (we were specifically thinking of some sort of panties or g-string).

About six months ago, we got some self designed, made to measure, string panties. They're metallic blue, and I really like how they look. Unfortunately we didn't quite understand what measurements they wanted, resulting in the fit not being as good as it could have been. I've worn them quite a few times, especially when sitting on Saint's face. The string means the coverage is less, and I feel less trapped by them. Saint loves being able to taste and smell the latex, while at the same time being able to taste a smell my pussy. His enthusiasm and love for latex, means that I've grown less averse to it. I don't even hate the way it smells anymore. The smell reminds me of him, and of sexy, kinky, playful things.

Then about a month ago, we were at a local sex shop looking for an inflatable butt plug. We then stumbled upon quite a few latex and vinyl dresses that didn't look so bad. I like vinyl, and have an old vinyl dress I've recently had to get rid of because it was old and worn out. So I needed a new dress anyway. I'd never tried on a latex dress before, and probably wouldn't have tried one on now either if it wasn't for Saint.

So I tried on this one latex dress, and to my surprise it fit. Not only that, it looked like it was made for me. I looked and felt stunning in it, and when I looked at Saint I could see that he felt the same way. I don't think I've even seen him that turned on in public before. The dress had a polyester lining, meaning I didn't feel the sticky latex towards my skin. That made it much less unpleasant to wear.

So I bought the dress, with a 50% discount. How could I not?

A couple of weeks later, we went back and got low, black latex gloves that match the dress. I wore the dress (with a black lace top and a black bra underneath, because I felt there was too much tummy and too little boobs otherwise) and the gloves at a party at our local BDSM club, and I felt fantastic. Sexy, sophisticated, curvaceous, kinky. And I got lots of compliments as well.

Saint and I have played with the latex gloves several times since then, and I've very much enjoyed myself. It's come to the point where getting out the latex is my idea, not his. And I just love the reactions I get when I wear them. I can humiliate him, give him pain, tickle him and pinch him... But as long as I'm wearing the gloves, he gets turned on by it. I can't believe I've never wanted to play with his fetish before!

I have never liked latex. Except now I own laxex string briefs, a latex dress and latex gloves. And I love doing BDSM things while wearing them. It's strange and wonderful, how we adapt and change over time. I love that Saint has changed me as well, it's not just I who've changed him.

A BDSM Christmas party

I've decided to name the really experienced guy that I played with recently Donald, and his fiancé I'm naming Daisy (as in Donald and Daisy Duck). They'll probably both hate that, but this is my blog and I have my reasons. Haha! You can see all blog entries taged with Donald&Daisy here.

Donald&Daisy invited me to their Christmas party later in December. This party is something Donald had mentioned before, and said it was only for their "inner circle" of friends. People they like and trust, and enjoy playing with. To be invited, after only having played with him one night, felt like a huge compliment.

Before the party, Donald and I talked about what he felt like experiencing. After several messages, he started repeating himself, and I knew then that I had some solid clues. 

I'd met his fiancé, Daisy, a couple of times before, knew she was a competent rigger and an unforgiving top/dom/sadist. She has this extremely confident, strong, independent wibe. She's traveled everywhere, lived abroad for several years, and seems overall really experienced. Honestly, I felt intimidated by her (like I often feel, around confident people). I'd seen her a few times at our BDSM club recently, and had learned she was a switch. She'd recently become the submissive of a very sadistic guy (whom I migh tell you more about at some later time).

I was invited to bring both T and Saint if they felt like it, but T had a prior engagement. Saint also decided not to come, because he felt tired from all the socializing lately and needed to relax. To be honest, I felt relieved by this. I knew Donald has invited me in part because he wanted to play with me again, and having Saint there probably would have inhibited me. Saint doesn't really like that I play with others, at least not when he's present. However, he's agreed to me playinThe g with others when he isn't there.

The party itself was great fun, there were several other really nice people there, and I truly enjoyed playing with Donald again. I love how he's so keen to play with me! I tried to give him time to socialize with his other guests, but he almost begged me to start mistreating him. How can I say no to that?

I hit him and pinched him and did all the painful things that we both love, but didn't get quite the effect I wanted. I wanted him down, submissive and sniveling. Humiliation seems to have a better effect on him, and I did quite a few humiliating things I've not tried before:

He was made to put on a tight, short french maid outfit, and a puppy tail butt plug. Then I made him dance and wiggle his tail/ass in front of all the other people. I also had him serve people snacks and bring them drinks and whatever else they asked for. I know he's humiliated by the exhibitionism, though he also loves it.  

At one point, I also dragged him into the bathroom and washed his mouth with soap. I used both solid soap and liquid soap. The first time I made him to it to himself, the second time I did it to him. This is something we'd talked about beforehand, and I knew he loved to hate it. He'd reminded me that when rinsing, the water should be slightly warm, not cold, which I'm glad I remembered. He gagged and whimpered and struggled, and it was great for both of us.

Later on, the tail butt plug had come out, but the maid outfit was still on. I made him kneel on all four. I smacked him with a small wooded club (made for killing fish, originally), which really hurts. Then I put a condom on the club, spit on his ass hole, and proceeded to fuck him with the club. Well... Really he backed onto the club, and fucked himself with it. I just held it. He's such an ass slut! Haha.

During the night, I also assisted when the sadistic guy was hitting Daisy. That guy and me had already discussed the possibility of co-topping Daisy at some point. He then forced her to beg me to play with her at some point. I don't usually play with women, but I know co-topping with that guy will be a unique learning experience. There's also so much pain and humiliation in it, and so little sex, that her gender doesn't really matter that much. So I agreed to play with her sometime in the future. I'm looking forward to that.

I also felt ropes on my body for the first time in years. A girl I don't know that well, was trying out a new tie on someone. It involved kind of a sleeve, pushing the arms and shoulders together behind the back. I know my upper body is fairly flexible, so I asked if she would try that on me. She agreed. It was pure bondage, no domination and no submission. I just wanted to feel the ropes on me again, feel how I would react. I also wanted to see how far together I could get my arms, when they were pushed by an outside force. Turns out, I really am very flexible. The position was challenging, but not painful. Unfortunately, both my hands started tingling and going numb almost immediately. Obviously a nerve being pinched somewhere. We tried adjusting the ropes, but to no avail, and she had to release me almost as soon as she tied me up. I also felt lightheaded and dizzy, and had to get down on my knees while being untied. I suspect the dizziness was caused by the adrenaline rush of a new experience, and the uncertainty/fear I felt in being restrained. Though I can't be sure, until I try it again.

In summary, it was a great night. After all the others had left, there was just Donald, Daisy, me and the sadist who plays with Daisy. The sadist and I were planing to spend the night. We talked, and cuddled, and helped each other get down to earth again after having played all night long.

Daisy told me that although she's a switch, lately she's been in a very sub/bottom mood. This means that she hasn't felt up for topping/dominating Donald, and she was grateful that I felt like stepping in. I also found out that Daisy thinks I'm scary, in a good, sadistic sort of way. I feel so incredibly welcome and so accepted by them both. Although Daisy doesn't intimidate me anymore, I still feel an incredible respect for her. I feel privileged and grateful that Donald and Daisy have let me into their inner circle.

I had a great time with them, and look forward to the opportunity to play with one or both of them again. Like the first time I played with Donald, there are no expectations. No romantic or even sexual feelings. If it happens, it happens. But if it does happen again, I certainly won't mind.