"Ropes" - From the diary of slave Katinka

“Ropes” was written for BDSMforyou.nl by slave Katinka.

Last weekend I got to be with my D again. It was actually supposed to be her pampering massage weekend, and that's what I assumed too. But nothing could have been further from the truth…. Because of last week's bondage workshop, she wanted to put me in ropes. In the meantime, as instructed, I had given the ropes a lovely purple colour. I found it quite chilled and also arousing, with the ropes around my arms and my breasts. Now and then her nails in my flesh. Her warm breath as she skilfully wrapped the ropes around my chest. As a slave you simply have nothing to complain about and can just enjoy. At some point I got a harness around my slender little body, ahem.

And I must say, I liked it. That tight rope feels wonderful. I looked at it in the mirror and wow, bondage is something I have little experience with, but I have to say I really like it. Not knowing what my D is going to do, just turning the way She wants me to.

Easter items

While She was busy wrapping the ropes around my body, I glanced at the bed and saw a tulip and Easter items there. I frowned and wondered what She was going to do with those. Lovely tulip, by the way, my D loves tulips, and so do I. I can't make Her happier than with a beautiful bunch of tulips! And I do that with love. “So, now you're going to lie down on the bondage table,” She suddenly said, while my thoughts were with the tulip and the Easter items. “On my front or on my back?” I asked, because she had Easter items and I thought she'd surely make a still life on my back and/or bum. But well, we all know, as a slave/sub you shouldn't think too much.

“On your back, of course, roulade!” She said. So I lay down on the bondage table as my D wished. “Well, what did you think, that you could lie down nice and relaxed now? Pull up your legs and spread them wide.” OMG, I was getting very hot now. Because being tied up like this was a fantasy of mine. I don't know if I ever said it out loud to Her, but it doesn't matter. Fantasising is always allowed, and not everything has to become reality.

Tulip

My heart was pounding like crazy. I couldn't see much because of the harness, which left me hardly any room to move. My hands were tied at the height of my navel. She slapped my pussy a few times. And then She used her nail on my clit, as if flicking away a little pellet. And She definitely didn't do it gently. Suddenly I felt something prickling in my pussy. My D was pushing the tulip into my pussy. I really felt it going in for a moment; since my masturbation time has been limited and is only allowed with permission, everything down there is quite tight.

But it only lasted a moment before it felt pleasant. Because the combination with the latex gloves she was wearing and the slaps on my pussy made me even more aroused. “Horny slut,” said my D. And yes, I don't know how it works, but when She says that, I get even more aroused. I actually want to say all kinds of things, like use me Mistress, but the only thing I could say was “my pussy is yours, Mistress. My body is yours.” She smiled, as She always does. Even during a whipping session. And that smile is what I do it for. It makes me soft, it makes me proud. That I can give Her that smile.

Candle wax

Suddenly I hear her lighting a candle. Oh okay, fine, I can handle that. Wax play makes my D very happy too, so well, I surrender willingly. “Oh, and you're not allowed to make a sound. Because we're not alone in the house. And no, you don't get a gag. You'll just keep quiet.” I still called out something about a washcloth or a piece of kitchen paper, but she simply ignored it. And oh, there came the first wax already. And yes, straight onto my clit. “Well, that's that out of the way,” She laughed. And I wanted to put my fingers in my mouth, but they were tied up. OMG. “Oh, you know, once the first layer is on, you don't feel the rest as intensely.”

I mumbled something. And ouuuuuch, I wanted to scream, because She knows exactly where the sore spots are. And yes, of course it also dripped into my groin... And between my labia! Ow! The tulip slipped right out of my pussy, and I said to my D, please move the tulip back and forth a little. She laughed out loud and said: “haha, what a horny slut you are, I'll just fix the tulip in place with candle wax.”

Painful but horny

And me, I couldn't take it any more. I wanted to scream, to tear my hands loose. But of course none of that was possible. I sighed deeply and held myself together. “Isn't it finished yet?” I tried to say it very sweetly, but in distress it came out a bit differently. So off went some more wax. I sighed again. And at the same time I got very horny from everything She was doing to me. She planted the little chicks in the candle wax. The tulip was nicely fixed. And oh wait, She also had a load of little feathers. And they still had to get acquainted with the insides of my legs. My D is so sweet. And these feathers were also stuck into the wax, while it was still warm. I had to lie still, and now I couldn't do anything else anyway. She took all kinds of photos.

Sharp edges

Afterwards she took a roll of bondage tape out of the cupboard, pink because it matched the bondage rope so nicely, and tied the tape around my eyes. I heard Her picking up all sorts of things. And my thoughts shot off in every direction. Would She take the knife, or no, surely not needles, right? Because whether I'd stay quiet then, I could no longer guarantee. I heard her laughing. While She walked back and forth, taking things out of Her cupboard.

Suddenly She yanked the candle wax off my pussy. Did I swear under my breath? “If I'd still had any hair on my pussy, it's gone now,” I said cheekily. I expected a slap, but suddenly I felt something sharp, I couldn't place it. And she went over different places on my body, over my pussy, over the insides of my legs, which later turned out to be wheels of pain in two variants, and an onion comb. There is still a trace on my leg now, which I really like. I moaned softly, because metal, I felt my pussy getting wetter and wetter. “What a horny slut you are, nice with your legs spread wide, isn't it, that's what you want.”

Her horny slut

And I mumbled “Yes Mistress, yes I am your horny slut, do what you want.” And that's how I felt too, a horny slut, for Her. At the moment when I no longer knew what to do from the pleasure of the scratching on my body, she pressed something against my pussy, against my clit. I didn't know what at first, it vibrated, and before I realised it was the Magic Wand, she said “You have ten seconds!” And she counted to ten, luckily not too fast. Because this felt so good, a wonderful feeling. And at the moment she reached 9, I came. Wow, this was wonderful, so unexpected. So lovely. Of course I thanked my D for this wonderful gift. As I write this, all sorts of things are happening again… and as if she knew, she just phoned me. With an assignment. Happy Easter!

Slave Katinka