Kinkation pt4- Sensory Deprivation

Now, sadly, over the weekend, it was, Saturday night. There was a bit of an incident. An accident, if it were. And I now have a sprained, possibly fractured left wrist. No.

It's not the end of the world, to be honest. It's not my beating hands. It's not my masturbation hand. I can't drive at the moment because I drive stick shift, and it's just unless I can teach my boobs to steer for me while I'm shifting, it's just simply not safe to do so. But yeah.

Lovely little accident. However, I'm not gonna let that stop me from playing with people. So Sunday night, I, did another scene, which was By far, my favorite of, the entire camp experience where I Took a sub to the dungeon. And at first, I was kind of unsure if I would be able to do this because, a lot of things I wanted to do, I've only ever done with 2 hands, and I wasn't sure I could do a lot of the laces and buckles. But the slave was pretty persistent that he didn't want anyone else touching him, so I figured I'd give it a shot.

And I started off. I …

Now, sadly, over the weekend, it was, Saturday night. There was a bit of an incident. An accident, if it were. And I now have a sprained, possibly fractured left wrist. No.

It's not the end of the world, to be honest. It's not my beating hands. It's not my masturbation hand. I can't drive at the moment because I drive stick shift, and it's just unless I can teach my boobs to steer for me while I'm shifting, it's just simply not safe to do so. But yeah.

Lovely little accident. However, I'm not gonna let that stop me from playing with people. So Sunday night, I, did another scene, which was By far, my favorite of, the entire camp experience where I Took a sub to the dungeon. And at first, I was kind of unsure if I would be able to do this because, a lot of things I wanted to do, I've only ever done with 2 hands, and I wasn't sure I could do a lot of the laces and buckles. But the slave was pretty persistent that he didn't want anyone else touching him, so I figured I'd give it a shot.

And I started off. I was in my corset, my Lovely, like, black and silver corset, and it's got these, like, vest type deal to it that just it really screams top. Some of my corsets, you could mistake me for a sub, but this corset, no sub wears this corset. This is a fucking dominatrix corset. And, I make the slave take off everything except for his boxers and get on his knees in front of me And just wait.

I bring out his mitts, His little, like, puppy mitts where, once they're on, he his fingers are useless because they're bound up inside of the mitt that's cuffed and locked to his wrist. I mostly make him put these on because I just couldn't. And, after they're on I make him pick up my toy bag and bring it over to a spanking bench, a different design from the one I'd used earlier. This one's more of like a Straddle bit. This leather leather bit in the middle, like, sticking up.

And then on each side of the straddle is to more, like, places for legs and arms to rest. So I have him put it next to it. And then I tell him I want I unzipped the bag, and I tell him I want him to put all of the toys on the table. Well, hand me all the toys, and I'll put them on the table. So it's funny just Just watching him struggle to lift them with these mitts, not having fingers available, having to pinch each toy in between his hands to hand it to me while he's on his knees.

Just offering up to me. All these lovely things I'm gonna hurt him with. All of the paddles, all these whips, this lovely bikey pinwheel that was a new toy for me, and I put them all up. And then once they're arranged, we take out the hood. And I'm not gonna lie.

This is where I'm a little impressed with myself. I got the hood on him. It's completely form fitted to this particular Slave's head, hood, all leather, completely blocks out light, and there's a little hole for the mouth and Two little holes for the nose. And, well, it took me a couple of tries to even get the thing over his head, but eventually, I was able to do it with some teeth work. And I smooshed his head in there really good, and then it requires you to lace it up, which was special.

I would take my teeth and grab one end and then take the other, lace in in my other hand and then just pull it opposite sides to really get it nice and tight. So on one hand, it is no reason for things to be loose. And after this is all tied up, there's these all these leather buckles that go overhead to compress the hood and make it even tighter, make Even more secure. Make him even more, like, unable to hear, unable to see. After this was done, I, I just stood there.

I'm just looking at it. Feeling a little impressed with myself. I'm not gonna lie. You know? I'm shabby.

I'm badass. I can do this shit one handed. Fuck all y'all Sorry. I, then via touching him, made him aware that he needed to get onto the, spanking straddle bench thing. I put some cuffs on his ankles, and then I used some connectors to connect them all up.

Now one of the fun things about this hood of his is at the very top at the crown of your head, like and there's a d ring. And so I stuck his leash onto that d ring and then tied the leash off at a eye hook at the base of the, the spanking straddle thing and made it really tight. So not only could he not move his arms and hands because they were secured, but he could not move his head either. Just leaving him completely helpless, completely vulnerable, completely waiting for me to hurt him. He had fucked up earlier, so he knew I was going to really, really hurt him.

No. And to start with, I really wanted to make this an intense scene. I'd done a lot of scenes this week, but they'd all been, like, under an hour. So I wanted this to be a really long, really intense the energy of the dungeon around us was lovely. Everywhere I looked, I could see people doing amazing scenes, beating people, tying people, suspending people, fucking people.

The energy was just Amazing. Just this intense, kinky, sexual energy of just people playing everywhere. Just it Sends me spiraling upwards into top space, and I just start strutting a little bit more. My shoulders square back a bit more, and I'm ready to go. And I start by running my fingers over the slave's back.

Just touching, just feeling, just caressing, trying to find sensitive spots with my fingertips that I'll find again later with other implements tickling here and there, seeing how much I can make him wiggle and squirm, how much room The slave has to wiggle and squirm. Just touching practically every part of their body lightly with fingertips. And then I get to the boxers, and I pull them down, leaving them exposed. And I start by grabbing something light, A nice light paddle. And just start slowly hitting him with it.

I started with the the strap, because I think it's a beautiful piece of equipment for any sort of sub you want to send to space. There's something about the rhythmic thwacking you can get going that you can't really do with a paddle. With Florentine vloggers, you can do that same kinda rhythm. That nice, like, soft, soft, soft, medium, hard, soft, soft, soft, medium, hard. You just get a rhythm like, a pattern going that's glowing their ass, and they can kinda just sink into sink into the impact the same way someone sinks into trance.

And you just beat them across the ass and beat them across the shoulders. Just kinda going around their body and I'm just beating them, warming it up. Just like if I'm giving someone a massage, I always wanna start off lightly. And sometimes you go a little firmer and a little deeper where it needs but you're really just warming up the body. So that's what I did.

I took that strap, and I warmed up his body, hitting his legs, hitting his arms, just giving his Fire body, a rosy little glow. And I then moved on to a harder paddle, and I started hurting him a little bit. Wanted him to really feel some pain, get those endorphins really rolling through his body. And so I beat him, and I smack him. And I decide I wanna secure them a little bit more.

So I grab some zip ties, and I very, like and this part was difficult for me because doing a zip tie one handed and even with teeth can be a bitch. But I zip tied, all of his cuffs a little bit tighter together to, the eye hooks. And then, you know, I have some zip ties in my hand. What are you gonna do? Well, I took, 3 of the very, like, foot long zip ties, and I started walking around his body, just beating him with them lightly at first and little stingy sensations.

I try it on my arm first, of course, to make sure I know exactly what level of pain I'm causing. And then I just walk around and smacking him with it, hitting him here, hitting him there, hitting him fucking everywhere. This isn't like a paddle or a vlogger where I have to worry about hitting the middle of his back or sensitive spots you wouldn't want to hit with any amount of pressure. These are just little stinging sensations that add to the sensation. And since this wasn't a toy, really, I knew that he didn't have any idea what I was using to hit him with.

So there's this mystery sting going all over his body, hitting him literally everywhere, dragging it over his skin, and just extra sensation to just kind of confuse Maureen confuses nerve endings and just really fun to beat him with. This one really made him wiggle his sting. So I move on now. I put down the zip ties, and I just move on to the crop. The crop is lovely and that you can again hit somebody pretty much anywhere.

And I just go through his body, and I start circling him. And as I circle him, I smack him. And I just start circling faster and faster and smacking him everywhere, so he never knows where the blows gonna come from. The hood does a really good job of blocking out a lot of sound, especially when you use earplugs underneath. So I just want him to not feel safe, not necessarily know how many people are smacking this life.

It's just me. But but coming in all directions pretty fast. It just adds to the confusion and takes the brain down a little bit more. Smacking all over, having some fun, rubbing it. Sometimes just taking that crop and the handle and just rubbing it really hard against There's skin.

Not enough to be painful, but enough to kinda cut into the skin a little bit. Just leave little marks. And as I run it over run the leather over him, put it in front of his face, he can't see it, but can feel me tapping it gently against his cheek, tapping it gently against the top of his head, just moving it all over his body. And then finally, I put that away. And I used some more paddles and really beat him until his ass is red.

He's wiggling. And then I break out this little sharp pinwheel, and it feels like little tiny pinpricks hitting you. It doesn't actually draw blood. I'm not doing it hard enough for that, but I'm doing it in all of his most sensitive spots. And just imagine, every place you're ticklish, Every place you're super sensitive, having something really sharp.

Just run over it. Kind of a tickle. Kind Painful. Just really fun, and this really made him wiggle. Really made him squirm about and cry out a little little bit what little crying out he could do.

I'm just running it everywhere over his feet, under those underarms, across his balls and his inner thighs just everywhere. And I had fun playing with him, watching him square him, and I put it away. And now I kinda decide. I just want to use my hands for a little bit. So I take my right hand, the good one that's not currently injured due to special circumstances, and I start hitting him, squeezing him, groping him really hard, grabbing the ass, just the fleshy bit, and kinda putting my fingernails in a little bit making it hurt.

And I start walking around him in circles and just every little part of his body. I'm grabbing. I'm pulling. I'm poking. I'm pushing.

I just making him feel buffeted from all sides, and I just start walking around faster and faster, smacking him, slapping him across his leather hood just pulling at him, just making him feel like he's being beaten up, and I guess he is. I really want him at this point. We've been so far into the scene. His mind should be just already floating, and this is gonna take it that extra little bit, that little Psychological fear, not knowing where he's gonna get struck, where he's gonna get pinched, where he's gonna get poked, not knowing what's coming next so that when I do go to the next saying his mind will be able to just kind of space out from getting a beating that's more of a pattern and less of a surprise. And I take out, for one final time, the strap because I know I'm gushing on it, but it's a new toy, and I think it's an amazingly versatile one.

And I just start beating him again and beating him until he's wedding and squirming, and I'm not sure he can take anymore. And then I just put it away. I start packing up the bag a little bit. And then about halfway through, I, I have to go borrow some scissors because I could not find my scissors to get rid of the zip ties, and I undo all of his cuffs and collar. Well, I do undo his cuffs from the straddle horse, and I undo his leash.

And still holding the leash that's attached to the top of his head, I make him get on his knees next to the horse, and I just make him sit there while I finish cleaning up the rest of, the toys, putting them all away in the bag. I take off his cuffs. I put them in the bag until all he has on is his boxers, the mitts, and the hood. And then I make him walk on his hands and knees. I make him fucking crawl as, we crawl over to the station that has all the wipes crawling in front of all these people.

He can't see them. He can't hear them, but he can imagine. He knows they're there. Everybody can see him and it was little, subby glory. I'm just walking in my corset and feeling powerful, my pet at my side.

I grab a wipe. I make him crawl back, and then I wipe down the the straddle horse. And then we crawl back Again, as I go to throw it away. I, take his shoes, and we crawl over to while he crawls over to this, bench where I sit down. And his hood, he can hear a little if I'm right up against it.

So I give him instructions to give me his feet, and I put his socks on. I put his shoes on. So now he's simply naked except for socks and shoes, Boxer's hood and mitts. And, of course, the leash. I unhook the leash from the crown of his head, and I put it on the collar that's attached to the hood.

And I pick up my toy bag, and I put it in his arms, making it very clear he needs to carry it. And then standing, Him on a leash with his hood on in his mitts, and we walk out of the dungeon. We walk and walk. And then finally, we get to the little tiny road that runs through the camp, and we wait until finally I hear a golf coming by, and they have these little golf carts that taxi everybody around during the events. And I make him get into the golf cart and with the toy bag, and we just kinda ride around camp for a little bit in the golf cart.

He has no idea what's going on, no idea where he is, and that's the way I wanted to be. That was a really, really fun scene. I was very happy. I was still able to make it happen even with the fucking wrist. Stupid wrist.

But it was my favorite scene of the week, and I hope you guys had a fun week too, whatever you guys were doing. And now I'm back. I'm ready to make some more audios, play with more sluts. And I hope you enjoyed me sharing