My boyfriend and I played with bondage, and I am the luckiest woman alive.
Tonight I told my boyfriend it would be really hot if we could do missionary but with my hands cuffed under my back. I have a bondage set with a velcro neck cuff and then a rope that goes down between my shoulder blades with two velcro hand cuffs at the bottom to basically restrain me with a bit of choking as I struggle and pull on the cuffs.
We were getting ready to play, and I put the velcro collar part on myself. He offered to do the cuffs because I can't. The entire time he was putting them on he was asking if they were too tight, if the rope pulled on my throat too much, if I was comfy etc. and he gave me a deep shoulder massage to relax me. We eventually started having sex, me on my back unable to move my hands. It was so hot and fun, and he reminded me before we began that the second I say "stop" he would pull out and uncuff me. There was no need for me to say stop (wink).
Afterwards, I was spent laying there still tied up. He untied me and started massaging my body to relax. He asked if he hurt me in any way at all. I told him absolutely not...at worst he hurt me in all the right ways.
I feel so cared for, safe, and loved.
