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I like being tied up. There I said it, no shame in it.
I like being out of control, being used by my lover.
I like getting lost in the moment, getting out of my own head. Coming up for air and wondering what the hell is going on around me.
I will stand by it being one of the best ways to cum (at the very least my favorite).
I recently found a lover who was equally as interested in tying me up, as I was in getting tied up. It was on! He orderd a book, bought some nice silk rope (he values my distaste for rope burn), and started reading.
The first night we tried it I was so excited. He started by tying my hands behind my neck, criss-crossing the rope over my chest so my tits were being squeezed (this made my nipples extra sensitive). He then slipped on the pre-assembled ankle cuffs, and attached my hands to my ankles.
Part of the fun of bondage for me is resiting, screaming no, and having him ignore my cries for freedom. This can cause some confusion if not properly addressed before the ropes go on. We had not picked a “safe word.” A trigger, that has nothing to do with saying no, other than you know it means stop. Our safety word talk stemmed from the color my feet were starting to turn, and I had no way to stop the situation (lucky for me, he was keeping an eye on my limbs).
A safety word should be something you both will remember, but not something you would normally say while you’re doing the dirty. We’re nerds, so we originally talked about words like “wordpress” or “vista,” but quickly decided they were too much like work. My lover suggested “playstation” but this was something even if I needed things to stop I could not bring myself to scream during sex. I typically prefer names, as they are easy to scream in the middle of the dirty, and don’t seem to bring the mood to an abrupt halt.
After much more brainstorming I suggested “Bowser,” a nice middle ground between a name and the video game lingo we both could remember. And thus our safe word was born.