My scene was sex and control and being controlled by someone else. The more that person owned me the more aroused I got…and the more submissive…the more owned…the more I owned myself. Whipping was so mundane compared to being owned by someone.
My brother had a bunch of porn books in his file cabinet. When he went off to college, my girlfriends and I would read them all. I was laughing at them when I randomly picked up one book and read it aloud. I stopped, and put it in my pocket. I read that book (The Man and The Maid) 7 times straight. It took my breath away. I kept it under my bed. I thought maybe I needed to lose my virginity. I masturbated all the time.
As an adult woman, I joined the S/M scene. I didn’t have good sex until I hit the SM scene. I was asked to do a scene and created female genital torture. There was male genital torture but NOT female genital torture: I called it geni-torture. There was no nudity allowed. So I scripted a scene that was video taped and like the pictures posted here.
I had to do everything that they did to men in the kink scene. I got into clit pumps because there were penis pumps. Then, I had to do saline injections. They inject men’s balls with saline till they’re heavy…I did it with my inner lips.
There was this prescription clit pump – CTD (clitoral therapy device). It made my labia longer. It suctions and releases and sucks…and has a certain vibration. If the suction is strong enough it will hang. It would be used in a scene to engorge my clit. My growth is documented.
A clit pump is a different shape than a penis pump. It’s specific to an area that’s fundamental.
My first piercing was a bar - a triangle…behind the clitoral shaft in the soft tissue…pushing the shaft ever so much. It’s like a button. Push it and you’re aroused. It’s instantly enlarged and starts to grow. You cum but it never ends because you keep the stimulation going with or without sex. I have a genital sensation at all times. I have to wear underwear or I’m constantly aroused. I can orgasm walking…to the point of insanity – just dripping. I never remove my piercings.
I need a special contraption to get it out. At first, I got gold then I moved on to stainless steel. I like the stainless. It’s purposeful. I love being ringed by my partner.
The second book I read was The Story of O. The hottest thing I’ve read in my entire life was the end when he puts the genital piercing in her.
I would go bigger with my piercing but I can’t because of yoga. I don’t want to take it out. Wearing pants or underwear is a restraint that holds my piercings up and movement doesn’t affect me the same way.
My scene is equal tension. Staying in front of the orgasm: rainbow ridge. Its suspended ecstasy. Riding the orgasm on the crest.
When I masturbate now, even when I orgasm, I’m always on edge. I’m always in front of an orgasm. It’s the energy I’m operating under.
The weight of the stainless steel ring is the hottest thing on earth. It’s truly a gift to myself. My piercings are a triangle. One bar behind my shaft vertically with the gold balls on the end. The bar is behind my clitoral shaft pushing it forward as I get excited. Then I have the ring in my hood with a ball in the middle. And the ring has a ball hanging off the middle that pulls it forward so my clit is pushed to the perfect point. It holds me erect. I work best with a hard-on. My being is lighter. I’m a better person.
Remember to save a piercing for a relationship. It’s not a one-time thing.
Crazy Glue: Once I heard that crazy glue was invented for wounds in WWI, I had to try it. It was all trial and error. I could have really hurt myself but crazy glue works.
I pulled the hood back and put it on the tip of the clit. But the vibration was too much and cracked the crazy glue. I don’t suggest that. Take the silver bullet – take the crazy glue and brush it on the sides of the bullet…around the bullet like a stripe. Then I take the bullet and put it on my clit and pull the hood down and now it’s sealed. It’s like a leash on my clit. I am disabled. Life as I]d known was over.
Clit Pump/wrapped: I looked down after I disconnected the pump and I had a dick. Looking down I saw a dick without the tip. The sensation for me was as if my sex was turned inside out and was constantly being sucked in. The slightest stroking of the plexy glass on the clit pump and I felt it…every touch, sensation as if it was my own dick. I had someone go down on it and that was it. Then I wrapped the clit pump in a sport bandage (one of those that sticks to itself. You can get it in any drug store) and put a condom over that so I could fuck someone with it.
Why Clit Pumping? I did it for science. If they had penis pumps for men, why not for women?
The woman who did my piercings is so fantastic (Sharon Spector).
The extreme of the orgasm makes me ejaculate. Holding the orgasm back…and back…and back…until I lose control and explode. I’m in another world when I ejaculate. I can get to a point where I can’t stop coming. Convulsing with orgasm again and again. Moaning...I oouldn't stop doing it. A deep, animal moan…convulsing.
I had a woman cane my clit and I came for hours. There was a change after that. My hard-on never went away. My clit has a muscle memory now that’s absurd. I use a product Vigil. It’s a vascular dilator. The first time I used it, I felt ok but it was cumulative. The more I use it the more effect it has. It has an instant effect in size and color. And it changes over time.
Even when I’m not with my partner she’s responsible for my sex because of my ring.
I get a release but I'm always still there.
The first time I pumped I knew there would never be any penis envy again. Grow your clit, Ladies!
Even in vanilla sex, the enlargening of a clitoris is a smart move. My partner could lie on her back and spread her outer lips and my enlarged pumped clit could slide between her outer lips so the tip of my clit was touching her clit and her outer lips had my sex between them. I didn’t have to move. Just feeling the warmth of her genitals. Resting there until she started to throb – my throbbing would make her throb until we orgasmed.
