Bound and Whipped
I finally attained the position of “Dom,” (Dominatrix) after years of being a “sub,” (subservient) in the SMBD community. This title has earned me a certain respect among my peers in the community and I now have many people who want to be subs or beginners coming into the scene contacting me for “Training.” I have mentioned in past posts that I belong to a dungeon family or house and attend weekend “Play” parties/socials.
One of my acquaintances/friends “Bobbie,” that I’ve gotten to know from different events, was interested in being bound by ropes and being flogged and tormented. She volunteered herself to me as a gift, a homage to my new position. (An honor not to be taken lightly.)
Up until now, I pretty much been using cuffs and chains to subdue a victim. I didn’t want to just tie Bobbie up with a bunch of messy knots and wrappings. I wanted to make the rope work look more artistic and create a ritual out of the binding. Luckily there was another Mistress at the gathering who was very proficient at tying intricate knots and turning the bindings into works or art. She also makes her own rope out of jute and hemp and was excited to lend me a hand in the process. We chose hemp rope for the Scene (it’s not just for smoking anymore) because it’s a bit coarse and doesn’t stretch or move like synthetic ropes and restricts the sub from moving around too much once the whipping starts. It also, because of it’s roughness, leaves red marks on the skin adding to the discomfort of the victim if they indeed chose to squirm too much. The first thing we did, was to create a harness around Bobbies torso, to which we would attach other ropes when we strapped her to the cross. We asked Bobbie to disrobe down to her undergarments to make sure we were wrapping the rope around her skin and with no fabric protecting her from the rough sensations of the ropes.
Once the torso/vest/binding was attached we placed Bobbie against the cross and used smaller pieces of the hemp rope to bind her to it. This whole process took about 20 minutes with the Mistress explaining the different knots and how some of them are made in such a way that they don’t get tighter and restrict blood flow, especially around the extremities like wrists and ankles. Also every wrap around the body was done in a way to expose the fleshy or meaty areas so they can be attended to during the “Flogging.” Once we were satisfied Bobbie was immobile and all the prime areas were exposed, the Mistress excused herself and went to attend to her own sub.
I started the session with some small floggers and paddles building up to more painful whips, crops, and canes as the evening progressed. I chose two small leather paddles with one side covered in fur or a fuzzy material. The purpose of this is to have two different sensations in one tool and with two paddles four different surfaces and sensations without switching toys and slowing down the momentum of the play. I would use these two paddles by lightly and sensuously caressing the skin with the fuzzy side and just when Bobbie was relaxing into the nice soft sensations quickly turning to the leather side for a quick smack then back to the furry side. This keeps the sub from becoming too relaxed and guessing what is coming next. A good blind fold helps too.
The body has a way of adapting to stimulus, so as soon as I felt Bobbie not responding to the shock of the leather strap, I went to the wall where all the “Toys” were hanging and chose a different one. For the second round I chose a flogger made with thick, long leather tails. This gave a more blunt feel as opposed to a stingy feeling against the skin. Then a switch to a lighter stingy flogger, with thinner leather strands. Bobbie is a seasoned sub and was quite calm for the early stages of the session. She was getting into her own space.
I was needing more of a response from her so I chose a leather toy called a “Dragons tongue.” It’s about a 4′ long, 3″ wide piece of leather, which tapers to a point. The 3″ end is wrapped around the handle so that it creates a hollow spot or fold, so when thrown or snapped, the force is multiplied as the whip extends to the tip creating a snap or crack, which is actual a small sonic boom because the tip is moving at the speed of sound at this point. When the tip touches the skin, the person on the receiving end feels like they were shot and that’s when I started to get the response I was looking for. (He he…)
After a dozen hits from the Dragons Tail Bobbie’s arms and legs were definitely shaking. That’s when I switched back to furry paddles to caress the skin and ease the pain away. (Don’t want my sub to call “Red” too quickly.) I also lean into her and ask if she’s okay to continue, to which she responded “Yes” she was. I also used my hands to caress her skin and make for a more personal and sensuous feeling. Her skin was nice and red, from the different instruments hitting her, and warm to the touch from the blood flow and endorphins running through her body now.
Our session lasted about an hour. I could see Bobbie turning her hands to try to achieve some small comfort, because her arms have been up for a while now and I could also see her trying to change her stance, all signs the fatigue was setting in.
A good Dom must always be aware of these and other signs like heavy breathing or clearing of the throat. The torture is about pushing one’s boundaries, trust, and learning to face fears — not send someone to the hospital. I decided it was time to unbind her and end the session.
As I untied her hands, I took time to gently rub each one as I lowered it. Then I walked with her to a chair in the corner of the room, where I slowly removed the rest of the bindings. We talked about the session quietly with each other as I unwound the rope and rubbed the red marks left behind. We hugged for a moment and thanked each other for the experience. Others sitting around the room made small sounds and expressions of appreciation that they too had enjoyed watching the scene. All of this adds to to closeness of everyone involved. We honor and respect each other for our trust and courage.
We joined some of the people who where hanging up stairs and just socializing. Conversation included everything under the sun. The Fetish community, (at least the people I’ve met) doesn’t exclude anyone’s opinions or thoughts. It’s always about accepting everyone for their differences, or “KINKS.” No drama, all fun. Sometime early in the morning everyone realized it was Daylight Savings time and it was actually later than we though. Time to go. We arrived back at my place and said goodnight. I’m thinking, “French Toast” for breakfast! Which turned into lunch — I didn’t wake up until 12:30. LOL!
Love and respect
Rachel Xaviera
Category: Transgender Body & Soul, Transgender Fetish