Showing posts with label predicament bondage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label predicament bondage. Show all posts

Sunday, February 5, 2017

Mindfuck

mindfuck - mind·fuck: noun
An experience that causes intense and usually disturbing emotion, such as shock, confusion, or fear.

Lately I have been thinking about the mental aspect of what we do.  While a lot of what we do is physical, the brain is where the real action happens.

I have been spending a lot of time recently thinking of all the ways the mind is affected by the activities we participate in.  I believe the definition above can be expanded.  It doesn't have to be "intense" as you can have different degrees of it.  It can also include embarrassment and humiliation.  Here are some of the things I consider to be mindfuck material.

  • Dressing up in feminine clothes.  Even though I am getting somewhat used to it, having to pick out an outfit everyday and then wear it for hours at a time definitely messes with my mind.  Thinking about how society in general would react to what I am doing is where my mind spends most of the time thinking about it.  Being dressed in front of Mistress ramps up the mindfuck aspect.
  • Wearing perfume.  This has had a much greater effect on me than I expected.  Many mornings I am barely in a mood to be feminine, and within seconds of putting on my perfume, my mind switches.  The smell hits something in my brain and I instantly want to be more feminine.
  • Nail polish.  Seeing my toenails painted is just a constant reminder of my place.  Wearing clear polish on my nails is more of a mindfuck as I am afraid someone will notice.  I am also amazed that I can feel the polish.  So it's not only visual, I can feel it too.  I am very aware of my hands when I am talking to others. 
  • Chastity.  Having my cock locked is certainly a mindfuck, but it doesn't meet the definition above.  There is no shock, confusion, fear or embarrassment.  I'm not sure what the definition would be in a word or two.  Not being able to access one of the most pleasurable parts on my body and to give that access to another person is a huge mindfuck.  Going about my day to day and having to endure with no end in sight is very much a mindfuck.
  • The cage.  Being a grown man, reduced to being locked in a cage is unreal.  The helplessness and boredom are mentally draining. There is simply no denying that I have become a desperate slave to my Mistress.  I realize I am willing to do anything to feel under her control.
  • Electricity.  Whether it's the shocking dog collar, the Tazapper, or the TENS unit, I am scared of electricity.  It is easily my biggest fear.  When I watch videos of people playing with cattle prods, I get nervously aroused.  The arousal is from the amount of control being lost, but the fear is very real due to the electricity part of it.  It triggers a fight or flight response in me.
  • Public Play.  If electricity is my biggest fear, playing in public is my next biggest fear.  I used to be terrible.  When younger I would go with my ex to a sex shop to buy something D/s related.   I was pretty much in a fight or flight response the entire time.  I was always worried what someone would think of me.  Even going to fetish events, I am sooo out of my comfort zone.  Now to be fair, I spend a good deal of time fantasizing about being dressed in public.  THe thought of being forced to walk across a parking lot, going through a drive through or pumping gas while dressed as a woman is a huge turn on.  In reality I would be so freaked out I don't know how I would respond.  Yes, this is a huge mindfuck.
  • Pain.  Taking pain in all of it's many forms is certainly a mindfuck.  Having a safeword and choosing not to use it is on form.  I still think of using my safeword and having it ignored for a period of time.
  • Orgasm denial.  When Mistress uses me just for her pleasure has to be one of my favorte mind fucks.  My body and brain thinks I am going to get to cum, and when she tells me she is done with me and I haven't cum, my mind and body revolt a bit.  When Mistress has me tied down and edges me over and over I am overwhelmed with desire.  
  • Ruined orgasms.  Even more effective with orgasm denial.  When I'm finally allowed to cum, but Mistress stops just when the ejaculation starts, but the orgasm never quite gets there.  It's maddening.  The plus side is I keep me from having post orgasm drop.
  • Mistress talking about including others in our play.  I much prefer the thought of a woman, but when Mistress talks about including a man (with her or me), it truly messes with my mind.  
  • Sensory deprivation.  Being blindfolded makes the other senses increase to compensate.  Add the fear factor of not knowing what is going on and you have a good minsfuck to work with.  Add some earphones with white noise and you have taken away another sense.  Being tied up and not only helpless, but blind to what will happen really raises the stakes.
  • Cum eating.  It doesn't matter how it's done.  When I have to eat my own cum I really have to dig deep and overcome the disgust I feel for it.  It is a mindfuck every time Mistress makes me do it.  That being said, I constantly dream up ways to make it more disgusting for me.  I'm a bit sick in the head.
  • Breath Play.  This is a true mindfuck even if you like it because the brain is directly affected by lack of oxygen.  If breath play is taken far enough, your natural instincts kick in and you will react whether you want to or not.  I like all forms of breath play, but I like a plastic bag over the head the most.  Dragging out the feeling over a longer period of time is so hot to me.  Having the fight or flight response kick in is a huge turn on.
  • My favorite mindfuck?  Predicament bondage.  Having to decide between to different painful or difficult situations is pure and total mental abuse.  You have to decide your own fate.  Time is your enemy.  Here are just a few examples.






In closing, while I like the physical aspects of bondage, the real effect is what happens in my submissive little brain.  


Friday, March 18, 2016

Gym Torture

I workout a few times a week and because of how I am wired I think of all the naughty things you can do with the equipment.  I mean, look below.  This dungeon is set up very gym like.  Each piece of equipment having a purpose, open floors, pulleys and levers, mirrors, etc.


For that reason I dream up ways to be tortured or torture another if I had the chance.  I imagine being tied down to a bench, head lower so my ass is up on the air and having my ass beaten until I was in tears.


Or a predicament bondage situation.




Or given a beating


Or displayed and fucked by a machine


Or dressed in Femme and displayed or put to work.







Monday, November 23, 2015

A Timely Post

A couple weeks ago Mistress and I were driving and this woman cut us off.  We both yelled at her but I used a less than nice word about this woman.  Mistress even commented on the word I chose, but nothing became of it.  Not 2 days later a blog I follow had a post that was very timely.  As much as I wanted to post it when I saw it, she really took her slave to task.  I have avoided posting it until now.

F'ing B*tch

Oh boy did I have to ever punish my husband the other day!

He was driving in traffic in the city, I was in the car, and another driver cut him off. It was pretty egregious. They cut right in front crossing three lines of traffic causing david to have to brake hard, and then cut into a right turn only lane, and then went straight through the intersection cutting off another car and not even turning right! In the natural flow of traffic we happened to catch up and it turned out it was a female Asian driver (Chinese I believe). Fairly young looking. Fairly oblivious looking. david glared at her (she did not even see) and then muttered "fucking bitch".

Ooooh! He didn't! Nice opportunity for a scene.

Here is the rest of this exciting and scary post of hers...
http://strictjuliespanks.blogspot.com/2015/11/fing-btch.html?zx=63fb0399bc995e5c


Thursday, August 27, 2015

The mouse played while the cat was away...

Several months ago Mistress went on a business trip.  That was a perfect time for me to try some self bondage.

Below are some screen shots of what I did to myself and the video is posted, but there was no good way to post it to the blogger.com as it's too small for my taste.

When I go back through these pics and video, I fantasize about Mistress being on the other end of the camera taunting me.  I also imagine her tying me to a solid object so I had to wait for the pain and couldn't speed it up.  That would suck so bad. It would likely be the worst pain I have ever felt, but later I would be so turned on re-living the pain.
















Here is the video




Monday, February 10, 2014

Today's Edge - Helpless

I've often fantasized about being helpless.  It's hard to describe the feeling, but I am guessing the guy below is feeling pretty helpless.  The person that posted the pics called it a "one hour clothespin scene" I imagine I would be hard during the bondage phase and occasionally during the scene, but I also imagine after about 10-15 minutes I would not be liking it anymore.  The clothespins would suck, especially the ones between his toes and on his rib cage.  In addition his hood is tied to his toes to force his head back.  The first 5-10 minutes I would be saying to myself how hot it was.  15-30 minutes, I would be thinking this sucks but I can get through it.  30-45 would be me starting to squirm and get pissed off.  45-60 would be total surrender.  The beauty of bondage like this is Mistress would not have to do anything other than watch.  Very little effort to totally put someone in their place.  This scene made me edge pretty quick imagining myself in it.  I am reminded of the saying, "it's not bondage until you want out" to be particularly true here.

Hooded, bound and gagged with clothes pins in places where they count.


Here we tie his head to his toes for more stress.

Front view

He can move just a little.

http://zerotsm.tumblr.com/post/71942351477/a-one-hour-clothes-pin-scene-on-august-3-2008

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

No edge, but mind filled with stuff

I was looking for something to edge to and nothing tuck in my mind, so I decided to post a bunch of random pictures I have like that haven't had a place in my blog.



Love the toe rings




For me control can be far better achieved using nothing more than the pressure of a fingertip. The power of touch can turn the most strong willed, calculated woman into a wanton, thrashing, cursing, begging mess. Having a woman’s total focus being consumed by nothing more than my touch, her total being down to her racing heartbeat and her panting breaths dictated by me, now that’s control.