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Kink Of The Week: Gorean Slave Positions

By Marcus J. Ranum ([3]) [CC-BY-3.0], via Wikimedia Commons

By Marcus J. Ranum ([3]) [CC-BY-3.0], via Wikimedia Commons

I remember when I first read “Tarnsman of Gor.” I was fairly young, and had just come off of reading Edgar Rice Burroughs’  John Carter books. I was attracted by the covers, as I was a huge fan already of Boris Vallejo, and the idea of a “Counter-Earth” was intriguing. So I waded into Tarl Cabot’s experiences on Gor.

At the time I didn’t realize, and actually I didn’t know until much later, that the concepts in the books between kajira (slaves) and their masters went beyond the book and that many people practiced the Gorean philosophy and lifestyle. I do remember from the books there were a variety of slave positions, and the slaves knew to assume positions quickly at command.

We don’t have formal positions either inside or outside of the bedroom, and our informal positions involve keeping my legs apart enough for access. We use them pretty frequently during play, but there’s no correction for form, and no expectation of quickly assuming any one position.

When I kneel, it’s typically with my ankles close and my knees spread so he has access to fondle or finger me. It’s also more comfortable to ride a floor-mounted dildo that way, which he likes to watch me do. My arms aren’t in any particular position or placement – sometimes they’re free; other times they may be cuffed behind my back or clipped to my collar.

Sometimes the position is me bending over while still standing. Again, not something formal, but I bend over and support myself with my arms on the table or chair while he does what he wants from behind, and I try not to move if he decides to spank me with his hand or a crop.

The only other position we have like this is on my hands and knees. He’ll often move around, and sometimes he prefers this position for me so he can fuck my mouth while a machine fucks my pussy. It’s also easier for him to use a crop on me this way, and this is a position I can hold longer than others.

I think it might be fun to have a few more formal positions, but we haven’t worked up to anything like that yet. One of these days…

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Kink Of The Week: Punishment – Real

Titian [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Titian [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

We’re not into real punishment. That’s not to say that the punishment that goes on during our play times isn’t real – some of it is downright painful. But it’s all part of our sexual play, not always necessary but sometimes desired. I’m not a pain slut, by any means, but after a long, hard week I will be ornery when I come home. I’ll be annoying, teasing, and downright obnoxious at times, so that when the collar goes on and it’s time to play, I know I’m going to be sorry. Sorry in a pretty good way, and I relish getting these kind of punishments, whether it’s getting my bottom spanked so hard it’s red and sore, or being mercilessly teased towards orgasm and denied until I can’t handle the punishment any more. It turns him on, and it turns me on.

All of that teasing and being obnoxious, however, never results in real punishment. It’s just not our everyday dynamic – and I don’t see how it would fit into our life outside the bedroom. Nor would I want it to. For us, any aspect of punishment is playful at its heart, and it’s sexual and a turn on, not being dealt by one of us to the other as a way to curb and/or change behavior that the other doesn’t like.

 

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Kink Of The Week: Temperature Play

By User:BLueFiSH.as (own picture) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

By User:BLueFiSH.as (own picture) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

I dabble with mild temperature play, but decided to look up what all this encompasses. From wikipedia:

“Temperature play is a form of BDSM sensual play where objects and substances are used to stimulate the body’s neuroreceptors for heat and cold for sensual effect. Substances can include water, oil, molten wax, ice, chocolate syrup, whipped cream, melted butter, chilled fresh fruit and steamed vegetables.”

Some of that sounds a lot more like food play, some erotic and some not, quite honestly! Using steamed vegetables as a form of temp play would never have crossed my mind. Tempura play, maybe?

I’ve certainly heated and cooled my share of dildos. I have a large collection of glass and metal ones, and they work pretty nicely for this. I usually lean towards warming them rather than cooling them, mostly because sticking something cold inside me does not make me gasp from pleasure.

Of course, temperature play doesn’t always involve insertion, and what play we do is usually as foreplay and not really a kink. I’ve been both blindfolded and bound for them, although it’s not actually necessary for us.

I do like to play with ice. There’s nothing quite like my partner holding an ice cube in his fingers and running it around my nipples. Talk about instant hardness! I love the cold feel of the ice, and the wet trail it leaves behind as it melts on my skin. The cold sensation as the ice travels down from my nipples to my belly button is exquisite – and a bit painful if he decides to tease my clit with it.

I don’t play with fire, but I do like some heat. While I’ve not played a lot with wax, I do love massage candles: the feel of the hot oil as it hits my skin and the warmth it creates as my partner trails it over my back before kneading the warm oil into my skin is delicious.

That’s making me think tonight should be a massage night – I think I have a nice, new massage candle on the shelf waiting to be used…

 

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Kink Of The Week: Tickling

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By Stinkie Pinkie [CC-BY-3.0], via Wikimedia Commons

I’m a pretty ticklish person, for the right touch. Yes, a feather works, but the light tracing of a finger on the bottoms of my feet or running up my sides makes me ticklish like nobody’s business. It can make me squirm and writhe and beg for mercy. If I’m not restrained, I may tickle right back, but otherwise I’ll cope and struggle.

My feet and sides aren’t the only places I’m ticklish, nor are they the places I’m the most ticklish. I’m most ticklish in my ears. If there’s one thing that drives me crazy, and can make me horny as hell, is when my partner uses his tongue and licks my ear before dipping his tongue inside. That, coupled with his breath, is the most intense tickling ever.

I have to be in the mood to be tickled. If I’m not relaxed or feeling playful, tickling my feet or sides won’t work. It’s just a rather annoying sensation – it doesn’t make me jump, or try to get away, or make me giggle (the ears, now, are a totally different story – they remain ticklish no matter what my mood). Usually if my partner sees I’m not enjoying it, he’ll stop, as he does it to be playful. Plus, he hates to be tickled, and he knows I’ll go at him with a vengeance. It’s never something he asks to do, or something I ask him to do, and it’s never a planned part of a scene or the scene itself. For us, it’s a bit of teasing before the heavy play starts, and it can also be something loving and fun afterwards.

 

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Kink Of The Week: Bastinado

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By User:Zirguezi (Own work) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

I love my feet. They aren’t the prettiest around, but I do think they look nice with painted nails, or in high heel shoes. My feet have taken a fair amount of abuse, since I used to dance (ballet among other things), and dancers aren’t the most careful with their feet. Blisters? Pop them, douse them with alum, and continue. Blood? A few Band-Aids will do. Ripped off a toenail or two? Grin and bear it. Plenty of soaking and rubbing afterwards often helped, but a lot of the pain, in the arch, ankle, and elsewhere, took a long time to go away.

I’m not huge into pain. I can take it on my ass with a crop or a flogger, and even my nipples like a pinch or two, but after enough abuse, my feet like to be pampered. No one, no how, will be hitting my feet with a cane, rod, paddle, or anything else that will make them hurt and me likely scream. And not a good scream.

I’ve seen it done in a few shoots on Kink (although I never knew the name for it, or that it was a specific kink, before this Kink Of The Week), but always in conjunction with caning on other parts of the body. After I looked it up, I found quite a few websites dedicated to the practice, and there’s even a fair number of videos on YouTube. Watching it doesn’t do anything for me, except to make me cringe a bit, because I can imagine how much it hurts.

Would I watch it at a public scene? Possibly, but it wouldn’t be a turn on. Would I do it? Hells no. It may be a turn-on for some, but definitely not for me. The only kind of bastinado I’ll get off to will be the music, with the drummer beating the drums with a stick.

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