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It was quite a while into our relationship when we first used a blindfold. It was actually a sash from my bathrobe at the time: silky, wide, and not exactly opaque. We were playing around when my partner pulled it from my robe, which was lying at the end of the bed, and wrapped it around my head and over my eyes. I could kind of see through it, but through two layers all I could really distinguish were shapes, and I was a lot more focused on what he was doing, and savoring his trail of kisses from my neck to my clit.

I like using blindfolds, whether or not we’re using any other kind of bondage. Having no sight makes me focus on other sensations and heightens them for me: the caress of a finger or flogger tracing down my skin or his tongue in my mouth floods me with arousal. When he sucks on my breasts or my clit, it’s more intense, even than when I’m looking in his eyes. Sounds are amplified as well – being unable to see makes me tingle in anticipation of what’s to come. Or in my case, cum. Blindfolds are effective when he’s using the flogger, crop, or just spanking me as well, as I don’t know when the next strike will fall, and this amplifies the pain even though he’s not striking me harder than usual.

We don’t use blindfolds all the time, but they are a sensation enhancement when we do. Even though we still use things like scarves and sashes, I have actual blindfolds now. All of the ones we use are comfortable. There’s nothing worse for me than to be focusing on something rubbing on my eyelids and hurting my eyes instead of paying attention to the rest of my body and what delights my partner will inflict on it.

 

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I’ve missed a few Kink of the Week posts, having discovered them a bit after they started, and since Jade has opened up all previous topics this holiday season I thought I’d tackle a few of the ones that I missed. I probably won’t get to all 15, but you never know! I decided to start all the way back with the first Kink Of The Week topic: spanking.

When I was little, I hated getting a spanking. And I got quite a few, I must admit. Sometimes, it was baring my butt and getting a hard, angry hand slapping me so hard I’d cry. That was pretty rare, though. Usually it was spankings with a yardstick, and those were a lot worse, even though they weren’t always on my bare ass. The sound of the ruler was always tremendous, and I remember one or two breaking in use when my mother was particularly pissed off about something I’ve done. Thankfully I never had splinters in my ass.

Now that I’m grown, it’s quite different. It wasn’t something my partner did right away in our relationship – and it started casually. I’d walk past him, and he’d slap my ass. Sometimes it was very soft, and other times it stung. I’d usually jump and laugh and pull away, and sometimes I’d get him back, sneaking up behind him and giving his ass a slap.

I’ve mentioned before that I’m a bit of a tease, and one day I went a bit too far, prompting him to grab me and turn me over his knee. I struggled, not knowing what was coming, and then he spanked me. He didn’t do it terribly hard, but hard enough that it stung. I did like it, and for me it was different than the spankings I’d had as a child, because there was no anger behind it. He wasn’t doing it to hurt me, and it was a bit of a turn on.

We don’t incorporate spanking all the time, or what I consider spanking (which is with the hand only). Sometimes it’s over his knee, and he’ll spank me until my ass is pretty red. Other times I’ll be bound, and he’ll warm me up with a spanking before switching to a flogger, paddle, or crop. As with a lot of things, the anticipation of the next slap is arousing, and even though I can feel my ass burn for quite a while afterwards, I like the feeling. Our spanking is playful, and never a punishment – at most I’d call it a “funishment”, and something to look forward to.

 

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First let me say that I love the word “funishment” – my autocorrect changes it to “punishment” – and it really describes how my partner and I play. As I mentioned in a previous post, neither of us is into real punishment, although the punishment during our play times is quite real and often painful. When we play, it’s often with the expectation that there will be punishment involved. It isn’t necessary to have a reason for it, although it could be considered correcting behavior – said behavior being me teasing and obnoxious during the day so he can take me to task.

Sometimes, an hour or two beforehand, he’ll tell me to go put something in (usually a plug, but sometimes a remote-controlled vibrating egg). He gets in some punishment with the egg, as he has the remote, and can turn it on and off at will, which can totally drive me crazy until it’s time to have sex. Especially if I’m plugged, he’ll often have me bend over so he can spank me for being bad, while putting his finger through the plug’s base to get me to orgasm.

Whether I’m tied up or not, the crop certainly stings, and it’s an amazing turn-on even though it hurts. I’ve had to ask for mercy a few times because my ass just can’t take another blow, and he always stops right away – because we’re having fun, and for him to continue would take it too far for us.

Not all of our funishment is painful – although it’s still pretty torturous. He likes to tease me towards orgasm, and get me right to the edge before denying me the release. It’s a game to a point, until I can’t handle not cumming, at which point he lets me, often rather explosively.

Usually our play isn’t scripted, although we have done the prisoner/cop, or seductive maid/master on occasion. It’s usually more free-form, with a few typical punishments, although what really varies are the toys we use and the bondage employed: collared and cuffed, hogtied, attached to a spreader, or held in position for the machine. For one of the most intense punishment scenes we do, he’ll “chain” me to one of our pieces of sex furniture and then blindfold me. I’m immobilized, aroused, and I don’t know what’s coming until the first blow of his hand or the first touch of the vibrator. Depending on how I’m bound, I can guess if the machine will soon be pounding into me as his cock goes down my throat and the crop makes me try and jump, or if he’s planning more teasing punishment with a flogger.

What do I get out of it? To be dominated and punished like this after a stressful day is both a release and a turn-on for me, and I relish giving up control. The pain makes my orgasms more intense, and afterwards I’m incredibly sated and at peace. It’s something I’m glad we both enjoy and are able to do on a regular basis.

 

 

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