Predicament bondage

The play party was amazing on Saturday!!!  The sun shone .... there were loads of friends to chat with... new friends to meet.... and lots of play time.

But I have to tell you how my "bratty side" got me into trouble.  About a year ago there was a chap who is very into bondage - does all kinds of shows .. and is in great demand. Wellllllll .. he did a show at a local BDSM shop.... and my bratty side sent him an email saying something to the effect "I would love to have you try bondage on me - bet I could get out of it".  

Well he came to the party - walked up to me right away and said "Ok - so you ready to prove you can get out of my bondage ties???"  I started laughing cause I had just about forgotten about my "dare".  As a friend used to say "don't let your mouth write cheques - your body can't cash"


After dinner he and I - with W's permission - had a bondage session.  D said he would do 3 ties - one easy - one medium - and one hard.  Now I have to explain - all the bondage I have had done to me - was done with nylon ropes.  Nylon ropes have give in them - you can - with patience and a lot of wiggling - get the ropes to stretch a little bit - enough to start the process of getting out of the tie.  Well D didn't use nylon ropes - he used a type of hemp rope - which has no stretching power.... no give or take.  AND he was smart enough to make sure my wrists were firmly pressed together with no wiggle room or slack.

Well the first tie was with my arms tied over my head and down my back.........

about 5 minutes into my trying to get out I had to admit defeat.  I was nervous and everyone was laughing - especially D who kept reminding me I was the one who said I could get out of any bondage.... 


D untied me and started the medium tie........... 

I worked very hard to tune the "audience" out and concentrate on what D was doing... going mostly by feel as he was standing behind my back and I had no visuals to work with ............ 


This time - though it took me awhile - I managed to get out of the tie....... YAY!!!


The next tie D did was  real predicament bondage.  For those of you unclear on the term "predicament bondage" it is when the tie is done like any other tie - however - if you move any part of your body you cause pain to yourself.  In this case the ropes went under my chin - and felt as though they were completely around my neck.  But as you can see from the picture - the ropes weren't actually around my neck.....

However ......... when I tried to bring my hands over my head the ropes tightened under my chin pressing into my windpipe.  As I have a major issue with things (anything actually ) around my neck - I quickly called "uncle" and let D remove the tie - amidst lots of laughter.


Then D asked if I would like one more tie - rated hard.  This time my hands were tied in back ........ and he made a big deal about leaving the ends untied resting on my right shoulder - close enough to see but no way to reach them.......

I think D was surprised when I wiggled and wiggled and started to get loose - with time and patience I managed to get out of that tie.


Final score was .... 2 escapes and 2 "uncles".


I will remember though - to be careful what dares I throw out there........ cause they might just come back and bite me in the ass (so to speak)

I have to thank W for being the photographer for the bondage session..... I was so busy trying to get out of the ropes that I really didn't pay much attention to the work that went into it.  Having the pictures to review on Sunday was wonderful - it brought back all the feelings ......... 

Today.......

Today is the grand re-opening of one of our BDSM dungeons.  It only operates from June to the end of September/beginning of October.

It is not a fancy club - it is a fun dungeon though.  The events are once a month.  They start at 2:30 in the afternoon and run through till 2:00 in the morning.  They encourage folks to bring food to barbeque.  

It is really difficult to describe... but bandit - the owner - has posted a video of L'Oubliette (which for those of you who don't speak french - means small dungeon) on Youtube.  With his permission I have loaded it up here so everyone can see where W and I are going today.  That's bandit in the video in case you are wondering....... 

There is one more added toy to the toy bag this weekend.  I have just received my new sex toy for review - a vibrating bullet....... remote controlled.


This should be fun!!!

Rules to live by??

About 10 / 11 years ago when W and I were negotiating our way through the maze of protocols and rules etc trying to find a fit for us - trying to figure out this D/s stuff, W sent me a web site with 128 rules to live by.  He asked me to read them over then send him my updated version of "The Rules" - what I thought were appropriate - what I thought would work.  (This was just one of the endless trysts into finding out what everyone else was doing and use the information to guide us.  In some ways it wasn't a bad idea - but in others - it was the worst idea we came up)

If you wish to read the entire 128 rules - please feel free to go HERE.  BUT you can always just stick with me - cause over the course of the next lil while I am gonna discuss them in more depth - of course - keeping in mind - it will be MY opinion!  

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I had almost forgotten all those rules - until last evening - when I received an email from a discussion group - that I thought had - long ago - died a natural death.  They have decided to tackle these rules 10 at a time.  So for the fun of it - and to enlighten all you curious ones and newbies I thought I would do the tackling of the rules right here in my blog (besides - I really don't have anything new to talk about anyway!)

Rules 1 - 10 state:

1. i will serve, obey and please my Master.

2. Above all else my primary focus shall be to please my Master, hoping that He finds me pleasing in all that I do, whether i am in His presence or not. my Master knows of my potential, learning more about me in each day i am with Him. He trusts that i will act in accordance with what He perceives of my potential - He knows what is best for me and how important it is that i set a good example for other females who may be present around me.

3. i worship my Master.

4. i worship my Master's body.

5. The power of my Master fills me with awe. Just the sheer thought of Him or the hearing of His voice gives me strength.

6. To receive pleasure i must earn it.

7. i worship my Master's whip.

8. i trust my Master: His responsibilities, His skills, His hunger and needs, and His concern for my safety, my emotional, psychological, social, sexual, and physical health.

9. i am nothing more than an object of great value - an instrument Master will use to draw out His pleasures.

10. i will ask my Master for permission to satisfy whatever need i have before acting on it.

Reading them now - without the sub frenzy blinders on - makes me want to run from the whole idea of BDSM.  These first 10 rules are meant to subjugate the submissive/slave.  They are meant to take away all her thoughts, feelings, philosophies and beliefs.  The submissive/slave is on the road to believing that the Dom is her Lord and Master.  That he is all knowing........ wise....... and never makes mistakes.


"I worship my Master and his body"???? really - even if he is slovenly and his breath smells and he has "plumber's crack"??? REALLY??? You are going to worship him even if he is an unemployed, lazy, womanizing creep???  I don't think so..... take the rose coloured glasses off - even if you have an Adonis for a Master, there are gonna be days when he looks like any other male species on the planet.  Worshiping anything fully and completely is a tragedy waiting to happen.


"The power of my Master ... his voice... fills me with awe"  REALLY??? Easily awe struck aren't you??? There is much more in this life that fills me with awe - and almost all of it has a lot more substance than a man's power (or what he thinks of as power) and his voice.  WE - the submissives - give the Dominant this power........ without us what power would he have???


"Nothing more than an object"......... I really have problems with that.... because I am a whole lot more than some object - I am woman (hear me roar) I have feelings and thoughts and emotions that deserve to be valued.  HELL - I deserve to be valued - not as an object but as a person!

I read these rules some 10 years later and shake my head - wondering what in the hell was I thinking?!  BUT - I do know now - that you can have a D/s relationship that is more equal - more loving - more beneficial to both parties than any rules set in stone could create.


Rules are meant to create peace and harmony and a loving atmosphere - not at the detriment of another.

To pooped to pop

Yesterday W and I did a cross border run for some shopping. I have been trying to dress up these days - rather than slopping around.  So I wore my new white trousers, with a red and white striped top and red high heeled sandals that showed my red painted toe nails.  Never again - for the high heeled sandals that is....... my feet were killing me - are still killing me today!!!  Who dreamed up high heeled shoes ?? Must have been some damn sadist!!

I have been wanting to change the theme of the master bedroom for a year or so.  The idea started off slow and started to build.... until... for the last month I have even been dreaming (literally) about what to do with the bedroom.  

I knew I wanted an oriental theme..... I also knew I had very little money.  So I decided to buy new curtains, buy a new quilt, and paint.  

BUT what to start with ?

Select a colour and paint and then try to fit everything else around it...... or buy the quilt and choose curtains and paint to match it..... or buy the curtains....... the possibilities seemed endless.  

So one of the things on my shopping agenda was to see if I could find a quilt that would sorta/kinda look oriental themed........ and be cheap!!!  We went from Kmart to Bed Bath and Beyond to Walmart ........... and believe it or not I actually found a red and beige and gold quilt that I have convinced myself is most definitely oriental themed..... I found curtains that matched - two panels of red and two panels of beige.  Then we did groceries...... and finally headed home.


My feet were killing me - so much for looking good in red high heels........ shopping should be done in running shoes !!!


When I got home did I sit down and relax???  Nooooooooo why would I do that?? I had to see how the quilt and curtains looked - so I stripped the bedroom down and added the new bed linens and curtains.  Stood back and admired it all... dramatic was the word that came to mind.


This morning I set to taking down the antique accessories and add some oriental accessories that were spread around the house... moved the antique cedar chest out of the bedroom (still full of clothes of course - cause it would take too much time to empty it and refill it - and I want things done YESTERDAY!!)  


Then I headed off to pick up groceries that I needed - and couldn't get in the States.  Then off to the hardware to look at paint colours - cause the redecorating isn't nearly done...... I HAVE to take everything off the walls - plug up the holes and get painting.... once I find just the right colour.


I am home now.......... groceries away - paint chips in the bedroom....... and my ass on the sofa.  My feet are killing me......... my body aches (probably from moving furniture) .... and I have a small headache - but the bedroom project is definitely underway- and I promise NOT to try and do it in two days.......... (like past painting/renovation projects)

Done!

Well my little bathroom in the basement is sparkling clean....... finally.  And I am pleased to report they weren't spider webs hanging hauntingly from everything.. but they were actually just dust webs.

It only took about 2 1/2 hours to have it up to my standards....... and there were only two spots I had to have drakor do over.  Not bad at all.  It was very obvious he was determined to work hard and please me.  And he succeeded on all accounts.

To add a little spice - well actually I called it 'incentive' - I applied clover clamps ... so that every time he moved or bent over they would swing and tug on his nipples.  (It is one advantage of actually knowing what something will do when applied to the body) I apologize for the shadow ........ 

I am known to block the flash with my hand..... definitely something I have to work on 


Then when W came over for coffee I had drakor serve the brownies....... but honestly I didn't want to make it too easy for him...... and as I no longer have any rope... I opted for bondage tape to give this part of service just a little challenge. 

I think that drakor may want to wear bondage tape more often......... it makes his rather small 'assets' look bigger....

And if anyone is interested...... while drakor was working in the basement - I worked in the front garden and got some bushes trimmed back and the gardens weeded...... this had the added advantage that every time drakor had to ask me something he had to come to the front door...... I am hoping it gave him just a tiny thrill wondering if someone would walk by and spot him in his cute lil thong

All in all it was a good day....... one worth repeating I think.