Two of my subs are really into chocking and strangulation and I have been enjoying it a lot lately too. There is something so delightful about looking them in the eyes while pressing down and seeing some kind of fear and deep pleasure and arousal from the blood flow not reaching their brain anymore. Their face changes color, their breathing becomes difficult, the light of life in their eyes seems to fade slowly. They look so powerless and weak at that moment, like I hold their life in between my fingers. Or my feet. I like to push their limit to the point where the eyes roll back and the head falls down or on the side. That's the moment to let go right before they fully loose consciousness. They always take a moment to come back to reality and I make sure to give them a moment to breathe and gather back their senses. Before I start pressing again. ◇◇◇ My sub has a pretty big neck and using my hands didn't seem to work good enough. I used a wip and my body ...
There is a certain emotional gradient that each masochist goes through during a session, and I find myself deeply aroused by it. It begins with tension. Their composure is gradually broken down, and eventually, they reach a state where almost no trace of the person they were remains.(It doesn't mean that you actually feel like you’re going to die.) Some people become utterly worn down. Others seem to melt away. I describe a masochist in that state as “a masochist on the verge of disappearing.” They may desperately try to hold themselves together, rigid with tension, but as they are pushed further and further, the rational part of them is gradually stripped away, until they reach a state where they seem to be on the verge of disappearing entirely. That is the moment when I feel the greatest sense of eros. And, in the best possible way, I never get used to it. Because I am exposed to BDSM on a regular basis, I have come to understand just how much the “ordinary way of thinking and ...