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Japanese rope bondage   
01:35am 23/12/2004
  So last Sunday night was a tickling night. I'm still recovering.

We started early, around 7 after listening to This American Life. I tell you what, that Ira Glass gets me so horny! (joke)

Japanese rope bondage is an art form. It's not simple but it's highly rewarding. It's also extremely beautiful if done correctly. Niles and I have been learning new techniques for almost a year now, but the variations are endless. This time we discussed in detail what we'd do before hand because getting the ropes in their proper places is not something you can do if the subject (me) is play-fighting.

I kept my white button-up blouse on, open and without a bra. I also kept my white lace thong on and my white tennis socks. I sat on the bed while Niles brought out the rope. We use nylon because it's flexible and soft. It's white, too, and looks nice, especially in low light. Niles sat down behind me and started the first part of the bondage - the shinju. Shinju is the Japanese bondage style of breast bondage. When done correctly it makes the breasts thrust out and effectively restrains the subject from the waist up.

Niles began by securing my wrists together behind my back. Then he took a new piece of rope and wound it five times around my chest above my breasts and over my arms, and then five times under my breasts, also over my arms. I could feel my breathing getting restricted a bit and my panties already soaked. Hell, they were soaked the instant he opened the drawer and got out the rope. The next step was to cinch the lower ropes underneath my arms, making everything tight and inescapable. Finally he bound the wrist rope to the upper ropes, looping it over my shoulders and between my breasts. He tied the upper and lower layers of ropes together here and then back over my shoulders to the knots on my back. This make it impossible for me to do anything but struggle.

He stepped back to admire his work. The shinju made my breasts pop out of my shirt and it also made me sit up straight. My nipples hardened as Niles ran his hands over them. He kissed me and slid his tongue around inside my mouth. As we kissed I felt his hand slide over the ropes and down my stomach. He found my thong and then laughed a bit as he felt how wet it was.

Not pausing to tease me long, he led me into the living room and set me down on the couch. He put on some Duke Ellington and then fetched some more rope. He began to tie my ankles to my upper thighs, thus immobilising me and denying me the capability to kick. This comes in handy when there's tickling involved. In tying my ankles he also slipped a rope between my big toe, separating it in its little white sock. Then he tied a few layers of rope to my knees and secured those ends to the feet of the couch. Now I sat helpless, spread wide open, and dripping wet. As the last tie, he attached my torso ropes on my back to another rope behind the couch (which we have there for these sorts of things) so I couldn't slide off the couch. He helped me scoot down so my ass was almost off the couch but not enough to fall off. Now I was ready for the torture.

Niles spent some time caressing my breasts and pinching my nipples. He ran his hands all over my body, and I shivered, feeling the ropes restrain me. He traced his fingertips down my legs, following the V shape they made, and when he reached my feet he went extra slow. I giggled as he lightly tickled the bottoms of my feet. He moved his fingers faster and faster until I was straining at my bonds in laughter. The shinju made it so I couldn't breathe in too deeply, and laughing really took a lot of effort. Niles grinned at me as I squealed. He didn't stop tickling my feet until I was screaming. Then he pulled away and I had to catch my breath.

I recovered slowly as he went into the bedroom to get something. The music and low lighting made me so relaxed and the bondage allowed me to let go completely. This is why I love bondage - it's complete freedom. Niles returned with a paintbrush in his hand. He looked so incredibly sexy standing there with his unbuttoned black shirt, black pants and a wicked smile on his face. He waved the brush in his hand and came down to sit before me.

"Ah, what a lovely sight. All tied-up and soaking wet." He ran his hands over my stomach for a little while, relaxing me even more. Then he used only his fingertips, slowly making circles on my skin, making me squirm with pleasure. He moved up and did the same to my perky breasts, tightly bound in the white rope. He circled the nipple, not touching for minutes, until finally he pinched both in a firm grip. I squealed. He kissed me. Then he pulled back to touch my pussy. I tried to close my legs as he lightly touched my lips through the damp material, but the ropes kept my legs wide open for him. I relaxed and gave up. He noticed how I settled back into the couch and said, "There's my girl."

"Mm-hm," I said, closing my eyes. "I'm all yours."

He took this cue to slip my panties over to one side, exposing my pussy and ass to him. He moved his head down and breathed in deeply. "There's just nothing like the scent a woman makes," Niles said and smiled. "It's really quite hard for me not to just make love to you right now."

"I'd really like that, darling," I said, attempting to thrust my pelvis upwards toward him.

"Not yet," he said. He picked up the paintbrush and began to drag it lightly over my right thigh, pulling it away as he passed my pussy, and then back down again on the other leg. I squirmed, aching to be touched where I needed it most. He turned the brush around to use the blunt end on my feet. I wiggled my toes and felt the rope between them. He continued to do that until I was again squealing and giggling. Returning to my thighs he smiled and settled back on to the floor. He took his sweet time on my legs, painting invisible designs on my skin, tracing circles, playing connect-the-dots with my freckles. He swished the paintbrush down one leg, through my patch of hair and close to my clit but not close enough, and then back up the other leg. I squirmed, oozing more juices out of my pussy.

Then Niles suddenly moved up to my neck and chest. He repeated he process, circling the nipples and teasing them with little flicks of the brush. I writhed about as much as I could when he touched my neck, as that's one of the most ticklish spots on me. He continued with the nipples until my clit was burning with frustration. He must have sensed that and he moved back to my legs.

He did a bit more of the leg torture until I was well beyond ready for some real touching. On one of his treks from one leg to the other he dragged the brush across my clit. I sucked in air sharply, feeling the ropes tighten against me, and squealed. "Oops," he said, and smiled. He did it again and again. I could feel my clit swell to its full size. He dipped the brush in my juices, poking it into my pussy a bit and then swirling it around my clit some more. Then he started a motion of running the brush from my ass to my clit and back again. At each end he'd flick the brush on them, making me scream. I didn't know how much more I could take.

I felt light-headed, and I knew it was a mixture of the tight ropes and the sheer pleasure. I felt close to passing out as Niles continued to flick the brush back and forth. I moaned almost continually, completely gone. I was so close to orgasm but there wasn't enough stimulation to push me over the edge. Niles knew this, which made it all the more sexier.

I drifted along in subspace until suddenly Niles stopped and buried his face in my pussy. I yelped and tried to thrust back up at him. He stuck two fingers in my pussy and curled them to find my rough patch. He flicked his tongue wildly over my clit as I could hold back no longer and came hard.

He didn't stop for five minutes. I thrashed and pulled at my bonds, begging him to stop but not wanting that at all. I came continually, riding more and more waves of it, until I felt I was losing my mind. He finally pulled away and sat down next to me. The ropes almost cut into my chest as I gasped for air. He rubbed my clit lightly and kissed me. I could taste my juices on him and I love that. Slowly I calmed down and regained my breath.

When he untied me there were rope marks all over my body. After a bit we went into the bedroom and made love. He was on top because I was so tired. He spent all his energy pumping away over me, and I lay back to enjoy it. We came together, his very hard and mine pretty hard for what energy I had left.

The next day was his turn for special attention, but I'll tell you about that later. :)




If you'd like to see examples of shinju and other how-to's for japanese rope bondage, visit this site here. There are tons out there on the web, and a google search for "japanese rope bondage instructions" with variables like "knots" and "techniques" thrown in will get you some great results.
 
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Just another Saturday Night   
11:10pm 15/12/2004
  After kissing me slowly and deeply, Niles and I took off all our clothes. I thought it would be a nice night of vanilla sex but I knew I was in for something when he had me turn around and put my hands behind my back. He buckled on a black leather wrist restraint to each of my arms and clipped them together with a little padlock between two of the D rings attached to the restraints. I sat patiently on the bed as he rummaged through our sex drawer. I whimpered a bit when he finally produced the black ball gag. "Can't have you screaming too loud," he said as he slipped it into my mouth and fastened the buckle in the back. Then he tied a bit of rope between the gag buckle and my wrists, drawing them up to the point where I couldn't move my arms at all. He had me stand up and he tied my legs together at the knees and ankles.

He sat back on the bed and admired his work. I whimpered through the gag as I stood in the middle of the bedroom, almost completely immobile. He reached over and slid one finger between my pussy lips and smiled when it came back glistening wet. Bondage gets me so horny. "More of that later," he said. He helped me hobble over to the bed where he threw me down over his lap and scooted me up to where my ass was over his legs. I knew what was coming. Whap! I moaned, hotter than ever now. He spanked me for a full ten minutes, my ass turning bright red, stinging and burning as I screamed and moaned into the gag. Niles alternated between series of spanks and slow, soft caresses, sometimes just brushing my asshole and making me squeal. My arms ached but if I pulled down on them they only drove the gag deeper into my mouth. "Had enough?" Niles asked. I murmured mm-hmm but that didn't stop him. He chuckled and squeezed my ass right before whacking it again with the whole of his hand. I could feel it jiggle as the blow went through it. My clit and pussy were screaming for attention but so was Niles's cock.

He untied my knees and ankles only to slip a two foot spreader bar between my knees. Then he slipped two fingers in my pussy just to tease me. I moaned and felt something press against my asshole. He'd lubed up the small vibrating butt plug and slipped it right up my ass and turned it on Low before I even knew what was happening. I groaned into the gag.

He helped me down from the bed and told me to kneel on the floor. Then he loosened the gag so it fell on my neck, still tied to my wrists. My arms thanked him as my muscles were allowed to relax. "Oh baby, I'm so horny right now. Can't you just fuck me?" I begged.

"OK," said Niles but instead of lying me down on the floor to fuck me, he stuck his throbbing cock in my mouth. I was happy with this for now and eagerly began licking it all over. I drew it into my mouth and sucked on it as he groaned. He slid his hands into my hair and made his hands into fists. He waited until he could feel I had relaxed and then forced his cock all the way down my throat, holding my head to his pelvic bone by my hair. He ground into me, and then pulled out. I breathed in, swished my tongue around the head of his cock and then he rammed it down my throat again. I had the damndest time trying to keep the butt plug in as it buzzed inside me, all slicked up with lube. Because I couldn't close my knees I was worried it was going to slip out and I knew Niles wouldn't put it back in. I had to clench my asshole around it as Niles fucked my mouth. He bent his knees, leaning into my throat and I felt his cock pulsate. I knew what was coming. He groaned really loud, pulled his cock back so just the head was in my mouth and rubbed the ring around the head of it in and out of my mouth until he exploded inside. I did my best to swallow every drop and when he was done he pulled it out and replaced the gag.

I had no time to protest. All I could taste was him and the rubber of the gag. With shaky legs he pulled me back on to the bed. "Keep that in your ass," he said and turned it on to Medium. Then he tied each of my ankles down to the bed. Finally he tied the gag buckle to the head of the bed board. I whined through the gag and then tried to scream as he left the room, leaving me tied to the bed, legs forced open by the spreader bar, vibrator up my ass, and horny as all hell. I knew he was going for a walk, as he likes to do after tying me up. This is one way he tortures me. I lay on the bed, trying to writhe around but unable to really move at all. I wondered how long he'd be gone. Five minutes? Ten? An hour?

I pulled at my wrists but they only forced the ball gag deeper into my mouth. I couldn't sit up or close my legs. I felt the air circulating in the room, trying to dry my pussy but it was way too wet. New juices kept oozing out of me and over the butt plug. It hummed away inside me, just enough to keep me hanging on the verge of orgasm but not enough to send me over the edge. I whined and moaned and struggled at the ropes.

Twenty minutes later Niles returned and came into the bedroom. Without saying a word he bent down and shoved his whole face into my pussy. I squealed with pleasure. He licked me up and down, thrusting his tongue into my pussy, sucking lightly on my clit and then stopping completely because I was so close. "I think you've been a good girl," he said. I moaned in agreement. He untied me completely except for my hands. He whipped off his pants - he hadn't bothered to put his boxers back on for his walk - and had me straddle him as he lay back on the bed. I hiked myself up on the tip of his cock and eagerly thrust down upon it. Oh, it felt so fucking good to be full of cock after waiting so long. I moaned through the gag and he reached up and loosened it so it fell around my neck again.

I rode that cock hard, grinding down and moaning full blast now without the gag in me. I had to use my leg muscles to thrust and grind because my hands were still behind my back, only lower and more comfortable now. Niles reached up and squeezed my nipples, who had been neglected the whole evening. The little vibrating butt plug was thankfully still in my ass and I knew Niles could feel it as he moved inside me.

It didn't take long before I could feel the crest of orgasm about to hit me. I started pumping harder and faster with Niles gripping my hips and driving himself deeper. The wave crashed over me and I screamed out in ecstasy. After about a minute of writhing about and moaning Niles came again and I could feel his cock throb the second round inside me. I kept riding it for another thirty seconds, still coming, until I was too exhausted and I fell over onto the bed next to him.

As he untied my hands and I stretched my arms, he licked my neck and kissed me. I fell asleep pretty quick.
 
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Bathtub fun   
04:47pm 09/12/2004
  I've mentioned water bondage in a few communities. So here's a story from about a month ago.

We began with me on my stomach in the empty tub. I bent my knees up so he could tie my ankles together with our standard white nylon rope. He bound them in a weaved style so my feet made an X instead of being next to each other. The he bound my wrists to their opposite elbows behind my back. He looped the rope around my forearms a few times and then tied it to the rope on my ankles - a great hog-tie! He turned the water on and added a bit of bubble bath.


As the hot water started to rise I squirmed against my bonds. Niles ran his hands all over my legs and ass and then reached down to pinch my nipples. I arched my back to avoid getting my face in the water. Soon it was up to my chin and I strained to keep my head above the water line. Niles slipped his hands into the water and squeezed my ass. He slid his right hand down and began to stroke my clit. I wriggled around, unable to move to the side or relax because of the high water. I moaned and it resonated in the bathtub-shower stall. He pushed a few fingers in my pussy and then his thumb up into my ass. He thrusted his hand in and out as I struggled. He stopped and pulled his hand out only to replace his fingers with a medium-sized butt plug.

It was so hard to relax enough to let the plug in since I was straining to keep my head above the water. But the bubble bath helped lubricate it enough that it slipped in and Niles gave it a few good taps. He then sat back and took out his cock. He smiled and stroked himself as I struggled in my ropes. Because I had to arch my back my ass clenched down on the butt plug and I could feel it rub against my sensitive asshole. I was going crazy as Niles just sat there and squeezed his dick!

I begged him to let me out so I could suck on it. He continued to sit there and watch me suffer. After a few more minutes he came over and started to rub my clit again. He stuck three fingers into my pussy and as he thrusted his hand his palm hit the butt plug, pushing it into me harder. I sloshed the water around and as I came I had to relax my muscles and submerge my head. I came up for air, still orgasming and flinging water everywhere with my hair. Niles laughed and pulled out the butt plug before my orgasm was over. I screamed with pleasure and he pushed all four fingers into my pussy as I rode out the last of the spasms, dunking my head again and again.

We had to get a mop after it was all over.
 
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Early December   
03:18pm 09/12/2004
  Hello livejournal world. My name is Persephone and I like to fuck.

This will be a journal of my sex life. Please feel free to add me as I'll probably make this friends-only soon.



Last week Niles took me out to a fancy Italian restaurant. As I was touching up my lipstick in my bedroom Niles came up behind me and slid his hands up my skirt. I giggled and then moaned as he slipped his hand into my panties and started rubbing my clit. I closed my eyes and squirmed in front of the mirror. He whispered in my ear, "Keep your eyes closed," and I giggled. I felt him pull down my panties a little and slide something plastic between my pussy lips. I opened my legs a bit and he slid what I was sure was a four-inch dildo into me. He pulled my panties back up and re-adjusted my dress.
"Is that it?" I asked.
"You'll see," he replied and we went outside and into the car.

I squirmed around in the passenger seat, trying to get some pleasure from the dormant dildo. Niles squeezed my thigh and chuckled.

We sat down and as the waiter asks what I'd like to drink I gasped because all of a sudden the dildo had become a vibrator. I squeaked "Water for now" and looked over at Niles. He smiled as the waiter left.

"Where's the remote, Niles?" I smiled and then wiggled my ass around the chair a bit. The vibrations were mild but I couldn't ignore them. Niles withdrew a tiny black rectangle from his pocket. "You devil. I didn't think you'd get me one of these," I said.

I spent the rest of the evening attempting to eat. Niles would turn on the vibrator whenever I'd try and talk to the waiter and then randomly when I'd be drinking my wine. I felt myself soaking through my panties and desperate to get home and fuck.

We drove home fast, half because we wanted to get to the bed and half because Niles can't drive too well when I'm sucking his cock. I took long slow strokes and then took his entire cock down my throat and kept it there. He bucked a bit and groaned. I pulled up and said, "Don't swerve, baby." He reached over and grabbed my ass. I went back to licking and deep-throating him until we got back to the house.

Once in the bedroom he bent me over the bed with my feet on the floor. He hiked up my dress, pulled down my panties and the vibrator, still humming away, fell out. He pulled down his trousers and underwear. He grabbed my pussy and squeezed the whole mound, his palm getting soaked in the process. He popped two fingers inside and then used the excess juice to get my asshole slick. I groaned with excitement, my fingers digging into the sheets. I spread my legs as wide as I could, my knees now on the bed, and I grabbed my asscheeks and pulled them apart.

He moaned as he sunk into my pussy, and immediately began slamming away. I arched my back and kept my hands on my ass as he pumped away. I was so close to coming that when he suddenly slid two fingers up my ass I rammed back on him in an explosive orgasm. I writhed about, pinned down to the bed by his cock and fingers, my muscles clenching him over and over. He leaned into me hard and as I looked over my shoulder at him he moaned and I could feel his cock pulsate and pump his juices into me.

We lay on the bed a little later and realized the vibrator was still humming on the floor.
 
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