Shoulderstance (pluu)

Tonigh a short visit by Von, a girl I've played with before at a play party. This was supposed to be our first real session, at my place. I didn't have much time to prepare the scene; I had to work 'till six, and she would have to leave after our session, instead of staying for the night. So, not much time, and a lot to do, so I started playing the moment she arrived. I first put her in a bondage with her hands in front of her body but with enough freedom of movement to do all sorts of things. Handy, 'cause I was still coocking and could use a little help. Letting her eat her dinner in that bondage also was fun (well, for me and g^, it was a pleasant sight), and to our advantage she was also still capable of making us desert and peeling some mandarins'for us.

After dinner I happily dragged her into my own room, next to g^'s. Unfortunately the central heating system had gone down... that wasn't planned. Switched the heater back on, dragged girl back into the other room until it would be a little warmer, meanwhile killing time with a little spanking and testing the effect of stimulating her with a whip on the time she needed to peel another mandarin.. I wonder what she'd done to the other mandarins earlier, they had taken her a lot longer to peel...

Thus, after having warmed up both her and my room, the real work could begin. I had a shoulderstance in mind, a partial suspension with her legs up and most of her weight on her shoulders. Of all partials that's the one I've tied most often, I can almost dream it. But still I had not really succeeded playing a good scene with it. Last time it really worked great on the girl I tied, but eventually I had to untie because of problems with her ankles. It really s*cks... you see the bondage having a good impact, but you have to untie before it really starts doing what it is supposed to because one small part is causing problems. But because of those "mistakes" I now knew how I could improve the tie and what to pay attention to, and so I chose this one; I wanted to do a bondage that would allow for a lot of play, without me having to worry about the ropes too much.

Tied up Von on the floor, ready to bring her legs up. Ze was having goose bumps., so I asked her if she thought it was still cold. No, that was  tension. Grin. Cute. Well , there she went. Legs up. She really cooperated well, so I could bring her legs and hips up fairly easily. Support rope at her waist was easily attached too. How does that feel? "Different."

She really got into a submissive mood, hanging quite relaxed with dangling feet in mid-air. She responded really cute to all the touches and tickles... Everytime I got the right spot she started shaking and shivering. And when I pinched her, a her face would flinch, but she did stay relaxed. Lovely! It was a difficult choice between "letting her dangle and let the bondage do the work" and fumbling her. Well, I couldn't resist fumbling very long as it made her move so funny! Meanwhile I took a few more pictures... found a clothespin! Well, let's see how she responds to pain right now... woei, what a troubled face. I glanced through the room to see what more I could think of. Damn, why did I have 105 waxlights in a box but no lighter? I couldn't just leave the room to borrow one from g^. Ah, well, let's move the clothspin from the one nipple to the other, the other nipple deserves some attention too. Oh, wait, found some matches! Damn, now the candles aren't melting quickly enough, me and my preparation! Then some small drops will have to do instead of one biggie....drup! weehoo, looks like that's hurting!

After hanging for 20 minutes her feet were starting to go alsleep. But she wasn't. Shit. I saw her slide into subspace, but she wasn't having a really difficult time yet. Shall I let her hang? Five minutes or so? But I didn't get her where I wanted her within a few minutes and I started worrying more about her feet.

"I'm gonna take you down for a few minutes so you're feet can get some air (I meant blood of course, but I think I said air :p), after that I'm gonna raise them again."

She liked that idea... well, she didn't protest. When I lowered her legs carefully she was really quiet, and when she was on the ground she started shivering again and smiling pretty spacy. She looked a lot further gone than I'd expected when her legs were up. She looked a lot more awake back then. I tickled her carefully, she moved and twisted at every touch. I massaged her feet... are they feeling allright? They didn't hurt, she said, just one feet felt as if there was still pressure on it. It didn't feel like it could hurt according to her... I didn't recognise the description of the feeling though. Can't imagine what she meant, so I searched the spot she was talking about, at her toe and at her ankle. Spot at the toe was cramped muscle that I succesfully massaged a bit. Fine. I went on massaging, 'till I had gotten to her ankle. "Brrrrrr!" she said, and she twisted in a really peculiar way. Now that frightened me. "...does it hurt?" No, her body just moved, she said. I pushed again and her body responded the same way. "I'm the only one with an erogenous spot on her ankle!" Von yelled proudfully. Grin.

I was in doubt if I would raise her again... ze really seemed further gone than I had expected before. But she seemed to be able to take some more, so I decided to raise her again. It didn't have to be long now, did it?

Up she went.. this time was even easier than the first time. For me, to raise her legs. She looked a lot more troubled though.

"Are you hanging allright?"

"Yes, but my legs...."

"What's with your legs?"

"Nothing, but they don't relax. I'm keeping them stiff and that's making it very difficult.."

I must say I was impressed that she was able to tell so clearly what she was feeling. It hadn't cost her too much effort to remain hanging, but now that her legs had been down, it cost her a lot of energy to submit to it again. I started massaging her upper legs. Indeed they were tensed as wooden shelves. I switched between massaging and distracting her by tickling her in other spots. She relaxed and seemed to become more comfortable. And her feet felt well. Jeehoo!

After all this massaging and tickling it was kinda time to see if V. would have any more of those funny spots on her body as she had on her ankle. So I started an investigation to see what spots she would respond to. I found another spot, just below her breastbone that made her titter and all sorts of movements on her buttocks seemed to work quite well too. And she was pretty sensitive to scratching. By now, the candle had had all the necessary time to get heated, so I used a lot of wax too, rather to my enjoyment.

Slowly, the expression on her face changed, I can't tell what gave it away, but I could see it was getting harder for her. That made sense, 'cause rather unexpectedly it took 15 minutes the second time as well before her feet started falling asleep. But luckily it weren't just her feet this time. "Where does it hurt?" Answer: "Sigh, sigh, everywhere." Ok, that's better dan just an ankle, I thought. I untied her carefully. She remained on the floor where she was, blissfully staring ahead. During the hugging she seemed so sensitive that she responded to every single touch. Beautiful!

I left her on the floor for a while, clearing away the ropes that were all over the place, stroking her every once in a while. Let her gain her breath. Good idea, but regaining her senses wasn't her plan obviously, 'cause even after quite a while she was still subby, staring away with a big smile. Allright, if I wanted her out of subspace in time to travel home safely, I would have to put in more effort. I untied about half the ropes on her body... her hands, part of her legs. I always love to keep feeling the ropes for a little while longer, so I didn't want to take away the feel of the rope all at once. In what was left of the bondage, I took her to the other room, put her on the couch, gave her a blanket and tea-with-some-cake. She slowly regained her senses, saying that that she felt like waking from a shot morphine. One and a half hour later I put her on the tram. She got in, found a place, and dug away deeply in het coat and kept smiling while the tram drove away.