"... when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."
-- When Harry met Sally

"The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances; if there is any reaction, both are transformed."
-- Carl Jung

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Nipple clamp motivation (E)

Artwork via danbooru.donmai.us

A few weeks back, my Goddess and I woke up from a wonderful night's sleep in each other's arms. Before going to sleep, she had placed the locking leather wrist cuffs on me, in addition to my locking leather collar. I just had that overwhelming sense that she felt like displaying a little extra control, a little extra ownership.

I love those little moments when my Goddess displays her need for dominance, even when those small gestures may be more symbolic in nature. It makes me feel needed. It makes me feel like I'm part of her essential balance. It feels good to have subtle physical manifestations reinforcing the reality of the D/s dynamics of our relationship.

As we woke up, we both had that feeling of wanting to stay close to each other. There was a tangible connection, even beyond what we normally feel most of the time, that we weren't willing to give up just yet. But we had a busy morning ahead of us, and we had to get the day in gear.

After our morning routine, the feeling of needing to be close was still heavy on us. The up side was that the work we needed to do in the next few hours was primarily preparation out of our home office. We didn't have to leave until later that morning.

We went back to the bedroom briefly, where my Goddess placed a pair of nipple clamps on me. She teasing tugged on the chain to make sure there were on right, that I was feeling them, and that she had my attention. And then we went into our office for work.

The nipple clamps that were chosen were by no means the harshest ones we possess, but they were just right for what she had in mind. Once in our office, my Goddess told me the clamps would not be removed until I had finished my share of the work that had to be done that morning. She said it in such a delightfully, teasingly dominant manner that just melted my heart. An evil little predicament to provide her some sadistic pleasure and a measure of control.

The thought of taking my time on the project never came to me. This project was going to take well over an hour, perhaps close to two, and I had no idea how long I would be able to keep the nipple clamps on. Of course, if they got to be too much, I could always beg for some mercy, but then, that might or might not change anything, apart from providing my Goddess with a little extra sadistic satisfaction.

During the time I was working, my Goddess came over to occasionally reach under my t-shirt to gently pull on the clamps, or pull on my hair, or kiss me suggestively. Little diversion tactics to increase the discomfort, the helplessness, and the hotness of the predicament. But I got the assigned project done in about an hour and a quarter. It was time too because the clamps were really, really starting to hurt. Everything movement somehow made them feel heavier.

I turned to my Goddess to let her know that I was done. She looked at me with an expression that showed that she was delight with the playful scene, but sad that it was over. Or was it?

Just before she took the clamps, off, she decided that we would step outside to have a cigarette. A wonderful excuse for her to prolong the torment just a few more minutes...


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