Does anyone know what material her mouth is being covered in? Is it just a very sheer latex?
I’m pretty into it.
blindfold
So get a look at all the layers over her eyes and ears.
That’s the kind of sensory deprivation I’m talking about.
Late birthday present for thinkivykink
Fun note: I told Wolf that I was doing a knifeplay themed drawing “For a tumblr friend” and he immediately knew who it was.
Happy birthday Ivy~
Oh my gosh, this is amazing!!
“‘Dear God,’ she prayed, ‘let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.’” – Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn.
Because sometimes I’m a little scared of how much I trust you.
I’m heading to bed with a serious case of porno brain.
And a desire to have all sorts of horrible things happen to me.
I’m trying to imagine spending a day like this. Blind and silent, left to crawl around on my hands and knees. Occasionally, being grabbed by the hips and pulled over to be used. Otherwise, just stuck in this dark little world, totally helpless.
Piss Shy, Part Six
Disclaimer: The content of this story is a little bit harsher and a little more intense than most of the experiences I have written about on here. Please keep in mind that I had safe words – “yellow” for slow down or do less, “red” for stop. The things I did were done willingly and enthusiastically, even when I demonstrated reluctant or fearful behavior. I like to be scared and I like to feel psychologically exhausted, and this experience allowed me to tread some harsher waters. So, I hope you’ll stick along for the ride.
“Come here,” WRM said when the video had ended, motioning for me to move closer to the couch. I crawled over before sitting back up and resting my hands on my knees. However, my arms were forced over my head as WRM pulled my shirt off and tossed it aside.
“Look at this,” she murmured, her mouth curling into a grin as she hooked her thumbs under the straps of my bra. “Did you wear this special for us?”
“I…no…” I blushed. “Just wore it because I can’t get away with not wearing a bra with this shirt.”
WRM grinned harder. “If it’s not special, it comes off.” I pulled my bra off and set it aside. Flint reached forward and grabbed my arm, tugging me up so I was up on my knees. WRM unzipped my skirt as Flint hauled me up to my feet, and soon I found myself naked in the middle of the room.
With a hand in my hair, WRM tugged me back down to my knees and kissed me deeply. “Two fingers in your pussy, right now,” Flint said. “You’ve got three chances to get yourself wet enough that when you pull your fingers apart, you’ve got a string between them.” The combination of him counting down and the eyes on me inevitably made me fail.
“So,” Flint began as Lida emerged from the shower. He grabbed a towel and laid it down on the floor. “Anybody into group stuff? Getting used by a group, getting thrown into a group blindfolded, all that stuff?” Gingerly, I raised my hand.
WRM chuckled, “oh, Ivy loves blindfolds.”
“Yeah?” Flint asked, “now, why didn’t I know that?”
The rest panned out like a bunch of vignettes, blurry around the edges, my heartbeat thumping in my ears. Flint put the blindfold on me and had me lie down. Then, there were hands, fingers. WRM was between my legs, biting my thighs and making me jump and whine. Besides that, I couldn’t tell who was doing what.
“Now, hold her down so I can tickle her,” I heard Flint say.
Fucker.
So I did something really, really brave and kind of nuts last night with some cool people from the munch I went to last week.
I’ve got kind of a crazy story to tell, if I ever get up the nerve to tell it.