Scene Stories: Volume 2

By now, most of you know that I spent a weekend with Kount in Phoenix for PleasureVerse (check out my most recent audio dispatch for the re-cap). In the interest of time, I didn’t share as much in the audio dispatch about the very hot scene Kount and I did together. What better time to bring back my Scene Stories series?

This is a series I usually reserve for my paid subscribers, but because of the things this scene taught me about what happens when you try something new that doesn’t go exactly as you imagined…and it still ends up being super hot. I hope you enjoy it.

If you prefer audio, don’t fret–that version will drop in the next few days.

Here I was with Kount in a historic boutique hotel in Phoenix, with plenty of time to kill before the evening PleasureVerse festivities. We had gone on a dinner and museum date the night before, and we planned on playing that evening, but I was simply too tired, nearly dozing off while clutching my bunny rabbit stuffie in my arms. So, we decided that a Saturday night playtime was much better for our energy levels.

Before we got to Phoenix, I told them that I definitely wanted to feel their knives on my body again, that we should definitely include vampire gloves, and that I wanted to add something a bit spicier to our usual forms of play: I wanted to include clit stimulation and forced orgasm play this time. I’ve done it with other tops, and each time was great, but none of them were my Dom. I was ready to explore more erotic forms of play with someone I trusted deeply and with whom I had established a bond. And most of all, it’s fun, and if you can’t have fun with your D-type, then what’s the point?

(Now, I knew Kount had quite a few clit stimulation toys in Their arsenal, so I left my go-to’s, including my rose vibrator, in my toy drawer at home, 3,000 miles away. Put a pin in this.)

We incorporated vampire gloves as well–leather gloves with small pins on the inner side that can feel like tiny bites, hence “vampire.” The sensation isn’t as intense as knives or blades, feeling more like a pinch against my skin. After a while, I did feel the urge to bite back, but decided to chill since that wasn’t included in our negotiation.

Let’s talk about the knives.

Kount had recently acquired some new blades, and I would have the privilege of being the first to experience them. There were also the blades and daggers I was already acquainted with; the daggers were most delicious when used for thuddy impact.

Here’s is something you may not know about impact play: if you are someone with a vulva, it is quite possible to reach orgasm if an implement strikes you at a particular angle. I can’t describe how that happens for others, but for me, it is the vibrations of each strike against my backside that will get me there. At the beginning of our scene, I was maybe a little too aware of where we were, holding back on making too much noise. Kount has been here with me before. “Now, My bunny…I know you aren’t trying to hold back when you know–”

There it is. The Surrender. The whole reason I was here in the first place. I stopped caring about being “too loud” and let go.

Blades are an exquisite, special kind of pain, somewhere between a light prick and a scratch. Kount’s tiny, delicate moves against the curves of my body, most notably my nipples, made me sing. Well, not literally sing, but against every attempt to hold back, given that we were in a hotel housed in a historic building with thin walls, I ultimately surrendered to the sensations, and my moans became audible from the other side of our hotel door.

They gave me a moment to regain my composure and catch my breath until we moved on to the new activity (well, new to our playtime together): clit stimulation and orgasm play.

Now any other time, I would have had a vibrator packed in my suitcase, but since we both knew Kount had plenty to choose from, I decided, “I’m pretty sure my Dom’s got this.”

What we didn’t account for was the vibrator They selected being too powerful. WAY too powerful. As soon as Kount turned it on, They remarked “Well damn. I can already tell this thang is a lot. But…let me know when you’re ready.”

Dear reader…the level of power on that vibrator was so intense that even a few minutes on my lady parts was simply too much. I had never experienced such an aggressive vibe! It was almost painful. So, we decided to leave that part alone and try again with a more reliable toy next time.

Here’s the biggest takeaway: this was still a super hot scene with someone I love scening with. But sometimes, a desire you imagined doesn’t quite play out the way you thought it would when actually try it. You can really enjoy a kinky activity with someone…and, maybe it’d be even more pleasurable with a different tool or approach. I know for sure now that I will absolutely love incorporating clit stimulation into the way I play with My Dom…but never, ever again with that toy.

I’m packing my fully-charged, wireless mini hitachi next time.