All Tied Up

I was asked recently if blogging “made me wet.”

My answer to that was no… but that the planning and prep work for it could definitely get me there.  This weekend was a prime example.

There were two things I wanted to accomplish; a photo session to cover posts for the upcoming week, and to continue an experience I had had last weekend, where I had worn a karada (shibari body harness) under my clothes for a whole day and overnight whilst attending a very public event (and sharing a hotel room!).

It was the closest I could get to scening under the circumstances, and I was going to make the most of it!

Accordingly, I planned out what shots I wanted to take and on Friday evening after the kids went to bed I set up in my bedroom for the first shots.  It was quite arousing to set up and snap those pics… and I still had more to come…

Downstairs, I staged in the kitchen in front of the cellar door and set up camera angle and timing.  It took a while to get the camera height just right 

and deal with my body image issues before lacing myself into the karada and getting down to it.  Again, it was quite stimulating once I got into it and that continued as I worked with the photos afterwards and set up the posts for Sinful Sunday, Wanton Wednesday, and Half-Nekkid Thursday.

Back up in the bedroom, I never got as far as the hairbrush or the wooden spoon ;)

The Hitachi and Old Faithful were enough to bring about release of all the sexual tension that had built up from the evening… and I was still wearing the body harness…

The next day I wore the harness all day around my family… and out on a bike ride… and out to the movies.  It felt deliciously naughty… and not a little scary, wondering if anyone would notice.  The bike ride was just amazing with the ropes rubbing in all the right places and some strategically placed knots making their presence felt. :)

I did take off the harness that evening in order to take a bath and shave and then snuggle next to Taz for a bit before bed… figuring that he would likely feel it if I leant into him even if he hadn’t noticed it otherwise and not really wanting to deal with it that late in the day… but the very next morning it went right back on!  Again today I’ve been out in public wearing it; my nipples have been constantly hard and so sensitive it’s been amazing.  I performed this morning in this state and am about to step out again for an evening performance… the ‘high’ of performing and the ‘high’ this is giving me will be translating into some vigorous solo play tonight methinks!  Though I’ll need to be quiet…