“Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away”
Last night we engaged in some breathplay.
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I’ve been sitting here for longer than I should be and that’s as far as I’ve gotten. Last night we engaged in some breathplay.
I feel like I should flood the post with warnings about the risks of breathplay and links to websites that lay out scary statistics about heart attacks and death. I have them, too. Links that is. Links that want to frighten *me* out of doing it. But letting those fears creep in after the fact is taking away from the heady, high-flying headspace I currently have . So. All I will say is this – Be smart when you play. We are.
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It was the oddest thing, really. The whole experience. Mindfuck extraordinaire.
Though he will often do some amount of cutting off my air when we’re fucking, it’s done at key moments close to orgasm. It heightens it, makes the world *pop* into color and it’s amazingly intense and personal. But this time there was no fucking (or at least not yet)… no intimate touching, no build up to a toe-curling climax, no whispered words of ownership. There was nothing except him…
He circled me constantly as I sat, securely tied to the chair. I’d never felt more like prey than I did during that hour. He’d never looked more dangerous, more like a predator. Always circling, circling, reaching out one moment to stroke the hair off my sweaty forehead with gentle hands, only to turn on a dime and wrap his giant hands around my neck and squeeze.
Hard.
I couldn’t move any further than turning my head, couldn’t stop him in any way. Over and over again, he choked, smothered, strangled me breathless, and then slapped my face, and the world, back into focus.
There was one crazy eerie moment when he’d just let me take a breath and as my cloudy brain cleared, the lyrics of the song on the cd slammed into my ears. These lyrics “every breath that is in your lungs is a tiny little gift to me” and I about popped out the chair with the need to tell him “do you hear? are you listening? did you hear what that just said!?” but as I opened my mouth to say it, he slammed his hand over my mouth and nose and it was lost again in the gray hazy world of being smothered.
(This morning, I had to listen to the cd again, song by song, word for word, half convinced I’d had a hallucination from lack of oxygen. But I found it, I DID hear it, and it was this song here)
But those words began to circle. I don’t think I heard another song after that, just the beat and those prophetic words “every breath that is in your lungs is a tiny little gift to me” as over and over again, he made those lyrics my reality.
Today – my throat is tight, scratchy. My neck and jaw are achy, my head throbs with a slight hangover-ish headache, and my face is puffy, red, and is faintly mottled with purple-red dots from tiny burst capillaries.
But inside where it counts? I’m full. Sated. Time and time again he showed me how easily and perfectly he controls me, my life – and that was music to my starving soul.
If breathplay isn’t your thing, don’t go behind the curtain. It’s very picture intensive.
The saran wrap was, by far, the most difficult to handle. He used it a lot over the hour or so that I sat in that chair, having my breath taken and given back at his whim. I drew on the personal and familiar feel of his hands against me when I could, but the plastic wrap was so cold, so foreign… more than once I tried to get away from it when I saw it coming.
It was exhausting, a futile fight against unyielding ropes and cuffs and monster-hands a thousand times stronger than me.
He even choked me with his cock..
In a moment of surreal silliness I showed him the pube I’d picked up..
which he kindly plucked off…
…before starting again.
There was finally a moment of calm and serenity. Renewed faith.
By the end of the night, I looked like this. But that’s for another post.
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Sunday March 9th, 2008 3:58pm
WoW that is amazingly intense. You can feel the beauty of it through the pictures.
Thanks. It was pretty cool (now that its over I can say that. ;-)
Fuck me that’s hawt!
Pic #18 is THE most amazing pic ever.
Breath play rocks. Thanks for the reminder.
xo
from kaya’s Master,
That one is our favorite as well. We were just talking about it when you commented. Weird, but kewl.
Thanks for the comment,
S
Oh, my god, that is absolutely lovely.
*nod nod nod* yes it was!
#18 is amazing…
Lovely post! :)
Thanks. Thats our favorite picture too. :D
WOW!
w00t! ;-)
Interesting photos… you might want to officially watermark and protect those, so that one cannot copy them so easily, you know?
Seems you and your husband have found that easy place again, that is good for you.
I admit, I think the breathplay is crazy, I couldn’t do it. To each his own though. I do find it morbidly attractive to watch you go through this for him. Interesting, for sure.
I don’t even know how to watermark or whatever. I know I should but that’s just more work. Blah. Maybe I’ll get to it someday.
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. The look on kaya’s face in #18 – i think that’s a state we all strive for.
Agreed. And it had been such a long time since I’ve been there, I was afraid I’d lost it forever.
thanks for sharing those very intense and personal moments, they are very very hot, yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, fans self.
It was a great time, that’s for sure!
I dont like it and M doesnt get into it but dang you two are hot together….and looks like the misry stick was out in full swing last night?
Not the misery stick (for a change!), the whip. Youch.
Kaya,
Wow! I knew tha you’ve done breath play, but this was intense. I recently included breath play in one of my stories and was lectured by my editor on how dangerous it was for me to include it and encourage it in my readers by making it seem ok and accepted (I’m still not used to the idea that people read my stories for idea!). That 18th picture says it all, trust, pure unadulterated trust, smother in a deep abiding love. That’s what I was trying to present in my story and that’s what you gave us a picture of. Thank you so much.
Has He ever wrapped your body in shrink wrap so you can feel your body heat making it tighten about you? I imagine that would be a wicked feeling.
Dave
Where do you think Master gets his ideas from?? Even if it’s fiction and something that is completely unrealistic, it can usually be altered enough to get something out of it.
He has done a full body wrap with the saran wrap, and truly, I don’t like it. I like the constriction (and you wouldn’t believe how strong that stuff is! You can’t move at all!), but what I don’t care for is being hot. I don’t like the feeling of overheating at all, and the wrap gives you that pretty quickly.
Kaya,
It’s not your Master and other experienced dominants I worry about. I know he’ll use his experience and common sense in deciding what is practical, though, based on what I’ve read on your blog, there is very little, if anything, that I include in my stories that wouldn’t be acceptable for you two. His biggest problem might be finding things that are intense enough ;)
What scares me is getting something like, “My partner and I loved your story. We’re new at BDSM and you’ve given us some cool ideas,” in responce to a chapter that only had a violent, non-consenting BDSM scene in it (plot driven).
By the way, I’ve stolen an idea or two form you as well. The misery stick showed up in a story :)
Dave
absolutley over the top incredible. Thank you both for sharing!!!!!
Thank you!
GEEZ…
That was so damn hot! :)
I can’t wait until we’re really back into the full swing of things. Breath Play is one of my favorite things.
Mine too! I love it. We don’t do near enough of it, imo. But that night was pretty intense!
i’ve never done breath play…but it looks beautiful on you…thanks for sharing this…
Thank you. :-)
Wow…just wow…I agree about #18- I don’t think you have ever looked so beautiful as you do in that pic.
That was incredibly hot. Whats funny, is that I have really no interest in breathplay at ALL- in fact, those pics made me kinda nervous. But knowing( or knowing what I have read from you for so long) how your relationship is, it still made me hot. Knowing that you found it amazing made it amazing even though its not something that turns me on. LOL- that made sense better in my head then when I tried to write it out.
Anyway. I’m happy you had a great experience.
Thank you!
It really was a great experience (and I can say that now that it’s over.. tee hee). One that I’m ready to do again! But I always want more more MORE. Greedy little cunt. :D
Those pictures are incredibly intense! Like seriously woah!
You two have more guts than I ever will!
I have lots of gut. Like, you’ll see that in the next set of pictures that he’s *making* me post and I don’t want to cuz I’m FAT. :P
Wow, thank you so much for sharing. Those are really intense, beautiful photos. =)
Thanks!
OMG!!!!
amazing!!!
It was amazing! Thank you. :-)
Gods, kaya, you guys never cease to amaze me. Breathplay is so incredibly hot, and I hope one day to experience to the extent that you have shown here.
I hope you do too. And I hope I get to hear all about it! :D
Soo.. breathplay is the one thing i have begged my Owner not to do to me. i don´t have limits so He can do it anyway and He has, but only very light. He is too kind you know :)
But now you made crave breathplay! i know i will end up begging Him to do it too me and it will be awful and it is all your fault!
So, since you owe me one, could you please share with me a good link about breathplay, i would like to know all the risks before i put myself up for it. Please?
Of course! :-)
This link gives you all the scary stuff right up front: http://members.aol.com/Oldrope/breath.htm
This one gives you more ideas on how to do it as safely as possible: http://www.fortunecity.com/westwood/carving/417/breathplay.html
This page links to several articles on breath play:
http://domsubfriends.com/cgi-local/wwwdir/db.cgi?db=res&uid=default&category=BREATH+PLAY&view_records=View+Records
Have fun ;-)
Thank you sweetest :)
Wow. I kinda had to go calm down after these. Just… Wow… #18 really does say it all. I’m glad you got There again.
I really would love a close up of the Misery Stick and the whip. :) I’m sooo looking for stuff like that over here now. I heard car antennas (in glasfiber) make good crops/canes, so I’m off to the car shop soon. I think they only come in 4mm and over, though…
Btw, inches are really hard to convey small measurements in (I tried to convert 4mm for you), that’s probably why you can’t judge it – I mean… an 18th of an inch? Huh? Metricity for the world! ;)
Also looking into that grater paddle for you, as soon as I can get free time to find a 2nd hand pingpong racket and a 4 sided grater… :)
I want to express how much this post and the pictures meant to me and my husband. We have been separated for some time due to his being in the military, and hence are unable to play as much, but your post brought us alot of smiles and reminiscing about our own breathplay experiences. Thank you :)
btw, #18 is absolutely fabulous
Verry hot…Master and i only dabbled in breath play very lightly so i could only imagine the feelings behind these pics…but WOW!
Fucking perfect! i love the lyrics, the poetry in photos, everything. Fucking perfect. Seems like the cd hit the right song at the right time *w*
Lovely you…
Ok. Where do I start?
First off, I’m a music WHORE. I can be completely focused on something, not at all in a sexual mood and a song can come on and I’m ready to go like I’ve had foreplay for hours. (Cry Little Sister is one that comes to mind). I’ve never listened to The White Stripes – I’ve seen them and came across loads of articles/pics/whatever…but you posted that lyric and I YouTube’d it and WOW. HOT. I really need to make a scene CD. I’ve talked about doing it for a LONG time and I think this week may be it. I’ll send you one since you inspired me. Now I just need to find someone to send me that song. HEE!
Second, I honestly never look at other guys – I’m much more apt to check out women…but your Master? HOT. I’m sure it’s not news to YOU…but I’ve just never really looked at Him – I’m always focused on you in the pictures. HAWT I SAY!
Third…The 4th pic from the bottom, the one where you’re looking at Him is one of the most beautiful pictures I’ve ever seen. It really personifies the worth a 1000 words thing. Beautiful.
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