A continuation of 30 days of kink
Day 6: Describe your weirdest/most interesting sexual fantasy.
I have had many fantasies. Very fortunately I’ve already been able to make most of them become a reality. That’s not to say I don’t love repeating similar elements of course, but I get the impression a ‘fantasy’ implies something I want to try but haven’t much yet, whereas a kink or fetish implies something I may well already be doing, or have already done.
Having been on the scene for a while too, I’m not sure what people may think of as the weirdest (as most things seem pretty normal in some way or other these days), but certainly I can describe some of the thoughts and ideas that are some of the most interesting to me personally at the moment.
Most of my fantasies revolve around developing, maintaining, and enhancing her arousal for my own pleasure : That’s the main thing I get a buzz out of. I want to understand how her mind works, how her desires are wired, what really captures her imagination. What drives her, what motivates her, what really turns her on.
Once I can get inside her mind, I want to play with it, heighten every sense, make ever nerve of her skin a shortcut to her arousal, make every word and movement a trigger to her increasing pleasure.
I have massive admiration for the multi-orgasmic nature of women, how their arousal can continue for hours without decrease over repeated climaxes (but often the reverse). How in many cases, there’s no particular limit to how many climaxes they can have. Of course when they black out, I know I may have pushed it just a little far, but helping them ride that continued euphoric state (or sub-space) for however long, seeing and feeling the pleasure rock through their body over and over, watching their body arch, the perspiration glistening on their skin, their energy surge around their being, … it’s an incredible satisfaction being directly involved.
As for some more specific ideas though that have been playing around in my mind most recently, and in other cases for a long while:
Bound in the back of my campervan
I‘m fortunate to have a really lovely campervan here in NZ at the moment. It’s a comparatively new vehicle, with a comfortable king size bed in the back, and then another bed in the roof void at the push of a button. It’s also got a kitchen area, heaters, privacy blinds on all the windows, etc.. I brought it, thinking how great it would be for portable bondage.. my kinky campervan.
I’ve been travelling around in it a fair amount already, and keep discovering incredible campsites and locations next to powerful rivers, rugged coasts, and picturesque mountain valleys. All of which have been completely unoccupied.
So I’m really keen to disappear off to some remote campsites, and have a superb weekend of bondage fun, tying you to trees, staking you out to the ground, bundling you into the back of the van, and on the journeys between sites, keeping you bound (spread-eagle and naked) in the back, tied very securely to the bed, while I drive. I’m not too sure how much I may keep the side blinds open or closed, but I’d certainly look forward to occasionally pulling over in a lay-by and other suitable locations, stepping into the back, and having my way with you as often as I wish throughout what would become quite a long journey 🙂
Finding someone I’m attracted to, in self-bondage, by surprise.
For whatever reasons, my preferred erotica of choice for quite some time in my earlier years, was stories of women who’d tied themselves, in a variety of locations and many many different ways.
Quite often in these stories, they would be very nearly discovered by a passing stranger. Other times, they would have secured a vibrator and bound themselves securely for their partners immanent return (but an unexpected delay would result in a series of climaxes until their partner finally walked in to the room).
Of course there’s the more fantastical stories of women who have bound with a timer release to escape. But before the release lets them go though (or before they’ve been able to retrieve their keys), and they’re discovered by just the right kind of kinky person, who continues the experience for them over many more hours of fun.
Therefore, my least likely to happen fantasy would be to be that guy, finding that comparative stranger that I’m attracted to, who had bound themselves by their own hand, attempting not be discovered by anyone directly, but was then found by me for whatever reason.
Maybe I was their safe-call in case of challenges (the friend asking me to come around at a prearranged time, and let myself in.. as a safety in case they don’t get out in time), or maybe I was just out walking a little off the beaten track to discover her there, tied up, plugged and gagged, desperate for attention but embarrassed to be found like this.
Guided by whatever method she’d used to tie herself, I’d look to enhance their predicament. Getting into their head by whatever means, and doing the things to them I knew they’d fantasised about whilst binding themselves in such a way as to have potentially ‘been caught’.
A physical outlet to my desires
When I start imaging a particular situation, my mind doesn’t like to let it go. There are various videos in my head I’ve had for years, developed from random ideas, fleeting concepts, and of course the wide collection of erotica available online.
From a specially made ‘hog basket’ made of wicker, with a naked slave bound inside (I’ve now just in the last week discovered a guy I may be able to learn from, to build this for myself, who’s about an hour up the coast. Even if it takes me two weeks to learn how, I really want to make this a reality).
A range of other custom made cages (made by me), for a variety of purposes, with inbuilt stocks, bars, openings, comfortable padding, etc..
A 5 foot wide lazy Susan (rotating table top) on top of a much larger circular custom made solid wood table, and having her hogtied as the centre piece to a party dinner by some of my closest open-minded friends. She’s surrounded by the food, the table being rotated gently for the best views of the centre display throughout the dinner.
A long cable running from the inside of the house, out a window, and down into the garden with potential onlookers while there’s a BBQ going on outside..
Having her suspended from this wire on a form of hanging cart (on runners), the strong wire from the inside, on an incline leading her outside. The only thing keeping her inside is the gag she’s holding in her mouth. The moment she lets go, she’ll roll gently out of the house, still bound, vibrators still buzzing away, and showing her to all the party goers in all her glory. A fun predicament safety bondage scenario.
A range of sophisticated automated sex toys, that hold her down, and do various things to her with a variety computer based logic-gates on pre-programs (if she screams, moves, clenches too hard, lets something go, etc..) while I sit back and watch, occasionally adjusting things accordingly.
Secure suspension on winches into the top of a church conversion property (or effectively a room with very high ceilings).
Synthetic chloroform (most likely hypnotically induced ‘unconsciousness’ that doesn’t require an anaesthetist), for a variety of consensual non-consent capture based scenarios, particularly for her to ‘wake’ to discover she’s completely bound and most likely vulnerable and exposed.
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