I love breath play so much that I've developed a high tolerance for it. Yesterday, out of the blue, I passed out for a second! I wasn't even breathing hard up until that point! It felt like there was an earthquake, and my legs couldn't hold me up (I was standing). Collapsing into my partner's arms wide-eyed and incredulous, I was amazed! Then we went on as usual. It's the second time it has happened to me in 3.5 years.
It takes someone very special to push me to that edge and make me feel safe while I am there. I'm still floating and giggly today! [PSA: Be safe with edge play out there, kinksters!]
All you subs out there, what is the most kinky, limit pushing thing that you have always wanted to happen in a session that has never happened yet? The one you always go into the session wonderng "is today the day..."? Mine is being displayed and used at a bondage club in front of a crowd.
And Dom's is there something that is super kinky you have always wanted to try, but have never had the right chance or willing sub?
But I think that the one that I have fantasized about would be to have one special Dom or Domme decide to claim ownership by having my labia pierced on each side and placing a padlock through the piercings that they hold the key to. Symbolic, rather than functional, but it would be there all the time, unless they chose to remove it!
I love breath play so much that I've developed a high tolerance for it. Yesterday, out of the blue, I passed out for a second! I wasn't even breathing hard up until that point! It felt like there was an earthquake, and my legs couldn't hold me up (I was standing). Collapsing into my partner's arms wide-eyed and incredulous, I was amazed! Then we went on as usual. It's the second time it has happened to me in 3.5 years.
It takes someone very special to push me to that edge and make me feel safe while I am there. I'm still floating and giggly today!
[PSA: Be safe with edge play out there, kinksters!]
Always interesting to see how different people react to extreme play. I had a session where I passed out a couple of months ago (not due to breath play, however - that's not my thing) and my reaction was, "Wow, let's never do that again!" Clearly it's good you're the one who is making a career out of BDSM and not me. And just as clearly it's important that you and everyone else heed your PSA.
The fantasies that I've yet to see materialize also center around display 
I would love to prepare, and serve to some of my mischievous friends, a kinky cocktail party complete with a human hors d'oeuvres platter. I enjoy the human body as art, and am skilled enough with my ropes to quickly bind any willing body into a useful coffee table should my guests need a place to put their drinks, or an ottoman should the ladies want to put their feet up.
Of course it all sounds rather urbane at the start... but of course as the evening progresses I'd see to it that things got downright savage 