A continuation of 30 days of kink
Day 12: Tell us about a humorous BDSM/kink experience you’ve had. If you haven’t had one, talk about aspects of kink/BDSM you find funny.
I remember getting somewhat freaked out the first time a partner blacked out from her climax, which was pretty early in my sexual history.
I had her tied down of course, and I’d been slowly building her up for a while. Not quite to the level of orgasm denial just before the tipping point, but certainly to just beneath the edge of that final zone.
Lots of sensuous caresses, lots of kissing, lots of fondling and gentle fingering. The occasional grab, throttle, deeper penetration, spanking, pinching, etc. but ultimately just building and building her.
I’d read that women wanted at least 20 times more foreplay than guys, so I should keep on building her way beyond what I thought would be reasonable.
Her body was pretty much hypersensitive to any sort of the slightest touch by that point. Energy was surging through every part of her body. Arching to the slightest caress.
Of course she wanted to be free, to touch herself to get the climatic release she so desired, but being bound as she was, that wasn’t going to happen, despite her pleas through her eyes, and through the gag, for me to do so.
By the time I finally took her over the edge, the gag was pretty insignificant to the volume of her cries. Fortunately the bondage as very secure as proven by the amount of thrashing around she was trying to do. I’m not entirely sure how long she rode that climax for, but I knew I was surprised by how long it rocked through her.
Finally, she collapsed into a loose heap on the bed. I quickly released all her bindings, but still she stayed completely limp.
I moved her body to a better position, but it was like moving a rag doll. What had I done? What had happened to her? Should I call an ambulance?
I was monitoring her breathing, but she was completely unresponsive to my voice. Her body was completely weak.
I’d recently done some first aid training, so wanted to see how she responded to varying levels of touch around her body … Nothing.
Shaking her shoulders and commanding her to respond … still nothing.
How about pain?
I pinched on her ears : again, no response. And then on her nipples (that had been so sensitive before), and there was still no response to the increasing severity of my pinch.
Finally I pinched with most of my strength, and was rewarded with a very slight change in her breath. At least she was now in some way at least, responsive.
I stroked her, I soothed her, and I held her while she drifted along. Keeping a close check on her breathing and her pulse, checking to see when she would return, wondering when I was going to need to call an ambulance.
After about 20 minutes, she started responding to my voice with slight variations to her breath.
After around 30 minutes more, she was able to form simple words again, and had curled herself up in my arms.
I hadn’t appreciated just how much bondage could do for a climax prior to that day. It can be powerful stuff! 🙂