ResidentSadist -> RE: Role-Playing (1/26/2014 7:28:09 AM)
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"Thanks for playing" can be heard in my house now and then. But it is usually just some light verbal play for our amusement, lasting only a few minutes. Like the 'war prisoner & the solider' or 'plantation slave & Master', stuff like that. However, I do have fetish, developed from a reality, that is no longer readily available to me and it requires her to lay "vewy, vewy still." Back in the 70s & 80s because I had OB-GYN clinics, I had free access to Trilene gas. It is a popular GYN anesthetic and comes in a self administered kit. The can of gas (air fresher size) has a mask on top with a dead man's trigger. When she passed out, the trigger released. Then I had the ultimate bondage, she was completely pliable and totally at my disposal. I liked it a lot and it was part of the regular menu in my relationship for years. I am completely comfortable with who I am and my passions are usually emotionally based, same for my partner. But now and then I just want to get physical when my lust is inspired by the beauty of her face and 'purddy' mouth, her large breasts, the voluptuous curve of her nice round ass or her sweet silky smooth smooth pussy. If she is unconscious, it leaves her body for me to have my way with. So on rare occasion, I tell her to "lay vewy, vewy still" and have her pretend to be unconscious.
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