Is there something you thought you'd love, but you don't?

i only really have 2 things-

anal fingering- ok, i know its always helpful to have someone get you to relax before anal sex- but its all or nothing for me- i cannot STAND being fingered there!!! and as soon as i am- i get so turned off for anal, and even if i still go through and have anal sex- i cant even cum!! i just prefer getting right into having anal sex, without the anal foreplay. Any other girls or boys feel like that too?

and the second is nipple clamps- i've only tried it once, after reading about who it can be painful and pleasurable and tried it, and i felt no pleasure :( the pain was unbelievable!!! such a turn off- i like a little pain- i can handle it as i have a high pain tolerance- but this was waaay to much for lill ol me! But Master has found some nipple clamps that he might try on me- just to see if it was the 1st type we tried.

Fingers crosses this one will be better for me!
 
Actually, very surprisingly (at least to me), non-physical dominance. When my ex and I would play it would always be something physical, her spanking me or something, and I loved it. And I've always loved fantasies and stories of mental dominance, being made to wait on someone, etc, so I was sooo sure I'd love it. It was like a total given in my mind.
But I didn't like it at all. :( And I was really pissed with myself, too, because it was a special night, she had finally bought me a collar and everything, and we went out to eat and she wanted me to open doors for her and order for her, and all of the sudden I felt sooooo shy and uncomfortable! I don't know what came over me, I can do that kind of stuff normally, but when she told me to while in "scene" it just freaked me out. I readily admit that I'm not truly as submissive as I'd like to be, or am in my fantasies, and this is another example of it I guess.


Heather
 
Love anal play. Been doing it since I started playing with myself back when I was a wee li'l fella. But have to agree with most of you guys on the fingering.

If it's a finger in there just behaving, great. If it's working around the sphincter, or specifically pressuring the p-spot, that works too. But if it's all the way in and they start wiggling their digit around like a crack-starved frothing ferret on a full moon, it's not comfortable.

Larger (medium+) plugs on me during sex. Creates uncomfortable pressure in odd spots that are trying to enjoy themselves. During play, it's great. Smaller plugs, groovy.

Bottoming. Can't do it. I tried. Might as well have put a bumper sticker on my ass which read, "I'd rather be fishing."

Sex clubs. Great if you're going for humiliation with your sub. Last one I went to was The Vault in NYC, which used to be bad ass. Used to have urinals with armrests for pee fetishists to park in. And they'd all be taken. Unless you're gonna go in the sink, well...you're outta luck.

Then Mayor Rudolph Giuliani took over and cleaned up the sex scene with his Disney-flavored mop-o-doom.

Enter this story. High point of this particular evening was having her long legged self walk down 23rd Street and 10th Ave (not the safest area at this point in time) in nothing but high heels and a negligee. After the third set of dog whistles, her cheeks were fuchsia, and her nips could have cut glass :)

Anyhoo, $80 to get in. We find The Vault now taken over by a handful of extremely unattractive, seedy, desperate clientele. Upon settling in, we get a few non-alcoholic beverages, look around. My sub was straddled on my lap in the corner of this dark den of dankness, and as the only attractive female who wasn't being paid heavily to drag a middle-aged beer gutted naked sub around on a leash, her view of myself and the wall behind me made her oblivious to the carnal stares that I was easily able to catalog from my view of the other twelve people in the room.

Some particularly Chester The Molester looking guy sitting across the way moved a little closer while we were talking. Closer. Little closer. Got about fifteen feet away. Unzipped.

I asked:

"Ever had a man drop trow and start spanking it right in front of you?"
"No...?"
"Don't turn around."

She did.

And then we left.

-dK
 
daniken said:
Love anal play. Been doing it since I started playing with myself back when I was a wee li'l fella. But have to agree with most of you guys on the fingering.

If it's a finger in there just behaving, great. If it's working around the sphincter, or specifically pressuring the p-spot, that works too. But if it's all the way in and they start wiggling their digit around like a crack-starved frothing ferret on a full moon, it's not comfortable.

Larger (medium+) plugs on me during sex. Creates uncomfortable pressure in odd spots that are trying to enjoy themselves. During play, it's great. Smaller plugs, groovy.

Bottoming. Can't do it. I tried. Might as well have put a bumper sticker on my ass which read, "I'd rather be fishing."

Sex clubs. Great if you're going for humiliation with your sub. Last one I went to was The Vault in NYC, which used to be bad ass. Used to have urinals with armrests for pee fetishists to park in. And they'd all be taken. Unless you're gonna go in the sink, well...you're outta luck.

Then Mayor Rudolph Giuliani took over and cleaned up the sex scene with his Disney-flavored mop-o-doom.

Enter this story. High point of this particular evening was having her long legged self walk down 23rd Street and 10th Ave (not the safest area at this point in time) in nothing but high heels and a negligee. After the third set of dog whistles, her cheeks were fuchsia, and her nips could have cut glass :)

Anyhoo, $80 to get in. We find The Vault now taken over by a handful of extremely unattractive, seedy, desperate clientele. Upon settling in, we get a few non-alcoholic beverages, look around. My sub was straddled on my lap in the corner of this dark den of dankness, and as the only attractive female who wasn't being paid heavily to drag a middle-aged beer gutted naked sub around on a leash, her view of myself and the wall behind me made her oblivious to the carnal stares that I was easily able to catalog from my view of the other twelve people in the room.

Some particularly Chester The Molester looking guy sitting across the way moved a little closer while we were talking. Closer. Little closer. Got about fifteen feet away. Unzipped.

I asked:

"Ever had a man drop trow and start spanking it right in front of you?"
"No...?"
"Don't turn around."

She did.

And then we left.

-dK

Heh, every story I've ever heard from the Vault goes something like that.
 
i'm fortunate in that i'm a devout pessimist, i never think i will "love" anything...therefore when i do, it's a pleasant surprise. :)
 
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