Happy Diamond Wrap

We were passing the time in between menial household tasks playing with our oh so sexy Maui Kink rope and came up with the following. Not wanting to keep these to ourselves, we thought we would share. Enjoy !

A couple without the Mohair.

Then we added the Mohair.

Since Georgia had her hands tied, I thought I would take the time to tease her, pinching her, tickling her, til she had enough then started fighting back !

It was a good way to pass the time. If you would like to have the wonderful Mohair rope next to your skin, check out Maui Kink’s site. Right now you can get 15% off your order, listen to Graydancers Ropecast to find out how !

~Jay

Dear Diary – Take Me Down

Dear Diary,
Jay and I havent had as much time to play lately, and I find Im sorely missing it. So the other day I decided to take matters in hand myself.

I sat and waited patiently, excitement and anxiety bubbling up from my core.. Suddenly, I didn’t want to wait anymore. Im naked and impatient. He sits in front of the computer, contemplating something, anything but me.  I reached out to stroke his muscled chest and kiss his neck, and my hands are suddenly, and forcibly, halted in their exploration.

“I said wait,” Jay says to me patiently.

But Im impatient this time.  So I ignore him, and when he frees my hands again to resume whatever intellectual pursuits he is engaged in, I immediately reach for his cock, hoping to inspire him. He immediately slides the chair back from the desk, giving me a brief surge of joy at my success.  Faster than I thought possible, Im face down on the bed, with my hands pinned behind my back.  The feel and weight of his body holding me still was more, and less, than my body and spirit were craving at that moment, when suddenly I realize ‘I dont have to take this’.  I buck my body, twisting, wiggling, struggling for freedom.  The mood became serious and intense in a flash, and as his muscular arms strain to hold me still, I feel the caress of the hemp rope on my back and arms. As I wriggle and twist my upper body in a half-hearted attempt to free myself, my long, tan, nicely muscled legs try to wrap around him. My greatest fear at this point is not that I’ll be restrained, but that I wont get the orgasm that Im desperately needing. The rope cinched tight, my hands immobilized, he helps me up from the bed, pulls me gently, but firmly, to the end of the bed nearest the desk, where Im forced to my knees and secured to the bedpost near the floor so I cant stand.

“Now….I said wait,” Jay says patiently.

He resumes his position at the desk, where he pulls up some of our favorite porn for my torturous entertainment. Feeling my pussy throb, hot and moist, I watch as my tormentor pushes the desk chair back again, stands briefly to remove his clothing and reveal his sexy body that so enthralls me. Sitting back down, he pushes my knees wide, exposing my clit nicely for his viewing pleasure. Slowly, lazily, casually he strokes my cock.  I feel breathless and light-headed with raw, primal need.

My arms strain, every muscle in my body taut, and leaned forward to the farthest reaches of my tether, trying to reach his now-hard cock that is jutting up at the perfect angle to penetrate me in any way he sees fit.  Keeping himself just outside reach of my mouth, he laughs the low, deep, sexy laugh that touches something low in my body. Standing, he fists his hand in my long red hair, and thrusts his beautiful cock in my mouth with little regard for breathing or gag reflex. Over and over his head and shaft crawl down my throat to the fine line between pleasure and pain. Unable to swallow, saliva rolls down my chin, emulating the wetness bursting from my pussy.

He pulls out of my mouth, making me whimper with need and longing for more. Bending over to untie me from the bedpost, a bite his firm ass.

“Your going to pay for that you know.”

Standing me up, and adjusting his ties around my body, he bends me at the waist to expose my rounded ass, resting my head on the bed.  As the first kiss of our suede flogger caresses my ass, I close my eyes to savor the sensation.  My body freezes, afraid that if I fight or resist, he will stop. He has found the key to my complicity. Then an unexpected snap burns a series of red welts along my ass cheek. My spine bows, air hisses through my teeth, and any fight I had in me is suddenly gone.

Over and over, the mean flogger whistles through the air to connect with my ass, hips and thighs. Every muscle in my body is tight and straining, like a bow with an arrow pulled back, ready to fly to its destination. I lose track of how many times my ass has been bitten by the thin strips of leather. My body has never been more ready to explode, the line between pleasure and pain temporarily erased.

His gentle but manly hands are suddenly smoothing over the skin that is hypersensitive now with every nerve ending on fire. I’m beyond words now. I whimper and border on the edge of tears. Then without warning, the head of his hard cock is sliding around the lips of my aching and wet pussy, still teasing me.  His hands grab my hips to steer my ass down hard on his jutting member.  He pounds into my aching body, and in addition to the tap on my cervix at the height of each thrust, his body slams into the so-sensitized skin of my ass.  Within 3 thrusts, my body explodes without warning into a screaming orgasm, the likes of which I have never experienced.

Pausing to savor the contractions of my orgasm around his cock, he leans down over my back. His breath warm on my ear, he whispers ‘don’t you wish for someone to tongue your clit right now?” and then resumes pounding my body.  My vision narrows, and there is no coherent thought, just primal, animalistic, need. The orgasms come every few minutes, until they seem to run together.  As the tears pour down my cheeks, and my cum runs down my leg, he thrusts one last time, deeper than ever before, and he yells wordless, enraptured with his own orgasm.

Slowing his pace, he wraps his long, muscular arms around my shaking body, as we slowly lower to the floor.

I feel nothing but peace, and love, safe and warm,

Who could ask for more from a man? Strong and gentle…forceful and tender…lean and beautiful.

Will update you next week on our intimate adventures.

xo

G

Healthy Kinky Cooking

I tell anyone within shouting distance at meal time about how laser awesome Georgia’s culinary skills are. She is an amazing cook who can take whatever we may have in the fridge, instruct me to slice and dice to her specs, then cook it into a dish so savory Emeril would bam in his pants.

Georgia cooks with mostly natural ingredients, a bit of olive oil perhaps, but spices are her forte. I try my best to recreate some of her concoctions but can never quite get it to her level of tingling tastiness. For example when it comes to cooking something as simple as grilled cheese I am no match; the youngsters that lurk around the homestead will gleefully point out this discrepancy.

Which inspired the idea to start a series of ropey cooking posts that might include: a super healthy recipe, healthy lifestyle tip, exercises for kinky activities. All the posts will include some sort of photo incorporating rope in some way, shape, or form. Our goals in our meals are to make them the most nutritionally dense, meaning more veggies, fish, rarely meat products, and no processed or refined foods.

Starting off our first recipe is a simple stuffed zucchini using veggies from our garden.

Crammed Zucchini

First off, let me say that my list of ingredients is in no way definitive, its just what I happened to have on hand from our garden and pantry.  Generally speaking, the fresher the ingredients going into a dish in my kitchen, the more scrumptious the return.

For this particularly phallic dish, gather the following ingredients:

1 Large, thick, round, shapely and satisfying zucchini, washed and caressed gently to bring out its most fulfilling taste

1 medium tomato, ripened on the vine to a generous handful

1 small onion, peeled to reveal its distinctive aroma

4 cloves of garlic, diced

1/2 cup soy crumbles (although any flavorful meat, pulled chicken, tofu, or ground italian sausage could be used instead)

1 jalapeno, diced and spicy like me

1 egg

1 cup brown rice, cooked

1 cup mozzarella/parmesan  (optional)

1/2 cup bread crumbs

15 ft Maui Kink 6mm Blue Hawaii Hemp Rope

As a note, other things I have included in this recipe before include mushrooms, cranberries/nuts, orzo, leek, spinach, bell peppers (of any color but red being my favorite), banana peppers, and chives.

Preparation:

Preheat oven to 375˚.

Prepare per package instructions the brown rice (typically 2 cups water, 1 cup brown rice simmered for 30-40 mins), unless your using Minute Rice.

After lovingly washing and drying the zucchini, pierce its flesh with a long sharp knife, bisecting it end to end. Taking a spoon (melon ballers work well too), gently drag the edge through the seeds and meat of both zucchini halves until its shell is about 1/2″ thick throughout. Dice the pulp of the zucchini for your stuffing. Gently caress the interior meat of the zucchini with olive oil to soothe its abused interior.  Season it with salt, pepper and basil.

Dice all the vegetables,

Cook to your taste whatever meat you intend to use, whether its sauteed soy crumbles, pulled chicken breast, ground turkey or italian sausage.

Gently but thoroughly  mix all the ingredients in a large bowl, reserving 1/2 cup cheese for the top. For seasonings I used fresh basil and oregano from our garden, dried and ground between my long fingers, and gently sprinkled, sea salt, copious black pepper, sage, and Tony Cachere’s cajun seasoning. Mix well, from bottom to top, to distribute the seasonings evenly through your con-cock-tion.

Spoon into your prepared zucchini halves and place them in a oiled  broiling pan and place uncovered in the oven at 375˚ for 30 minutes.

During the 30 minutes waiting for the savory dish to cook, and this is entirely at your discretion, you have the time to include: instruct your slave clean the prep work, give the chef a good flogging, or take some time for some slow making out in the kitchen. Something to really kick in the appetite 🙂

After the 30 minutes, sprinkle with remaining cheese and bake an additional 15 minutes, a total of 45 minutes cooking time.

Your healthy, phallic and fulfilling dish is ready when the meat of the zucchini is soft on the inside and crisp around the shell, and the stuffing is golden brown. Serve by candlelight or from the belly of your slave.


Enjoy !

Jay n Georgia

Music To Rig With

We enjoy music in all its forms and we have an enlarged catalog of music to draw from when we play, or do some sort of rope suspension. Below is a few of our favorites.

Pridon – The Birth After Death

MC Sultan- Deep House (I loves the drummin on this one !  i just love rigging to this one)

Bitter Sweet – The Mating Game (sweet sexy vocals)

Enjoy !

Sexual Articulation

The other day Georgia told me of a situation in which it was obvious that an older man, situated in a seat a short distance from her. He was half turned in his chair, staring directly at her, sitting next to his wife rubbing her back sensually with one hand. He had a shit eating grin on his face, looking directly at Georgia. Georgia knew what the guy was thinking, and noticed the guys wife oblivious. If only he could tell his wife what he was thinking, but I speculate each has been taught that such thoughts are unacceptable.

As a couple we can talk to our partner about children, money, career, but somehow sex gets left out of that discussion. Expressing your desires about sex is not easy for some, yet we enter into relationships without discussing our sexual desires. It takes trust, comfort, and time to bandy about such intimate details, but still wedding bells must ring. The initial lift off of primal urges clouds our thinking, emotionally we try to connect with someone, mutely, anticipating there approval or disapproval.

In expressing what we find attractive, especially when we mention other people does not mean we want to orgasm with them, its should be treated as seeing a wonderful work of art or nature to be appreciated. Sexually Georgia and I play together, all our sexual interactions with anyone else includes the both of us. If we play with others we both play together but its not a rule we sat down and made. It has evolved as our desire to make each other happy prohibits us from playing with someone else without including the other.

Five years ago I couldnt imagine myself making that type of statement; it shows what love trust and commitment can do for a relationship.

Yummy Maui Kink Rope

We received a lovely gift from our new friends at Maui Kink; super friendly, helpful folks situated on an island paradise. When we got back from a trip to our favorite Ozark river there was a package waiting on our doorstep, opening it we found the following inside.

A couple of lengths of 6 and 8mm hemp, in natural color, along with the cool Blue Hawaii, and royal Poni Purple, a sweet treat was the length of 6mm Mohair, that was a surprise bonus. Laying all the rope out, belly buttons puckering with excitement, we ran the rope through our hands, uncoiling it and loosening the coils.

The Mohair glows !

Something about having the hemp in my hands takes me a to quiet place with pan flutes, rice paper, and tea. The hemp rope causes me to slow down, take my time with the tie, feeling the fibers against my hands; laying against the skin holding it tightly.

We have some time planned next week to set up a decent photo shoot using some traditional knots, maybe giving another go at the ceremonial bondage theme. Something maybe celebrating the fall harvest complete with the bounty of our garden.

But for the time being we did the dragonfly sleeve below, just for fun !

Mmmmmmm thats goooooooood rope !

Jay n Georgia

Flogging 80’s Style

Well really not eighties style I simply enjoy saying the phrase.

We have created a couple of floggers recently, and we are pleasantly surprised that both have stayed assembled after a considerable amount of use.

There are lots of people out there who are more experienced at flogging than we are, simply take a survey of the participants at a kinky convention and the flogging to rope ratio is about 35 to 1. So we are looking forward to learning from others the ins and outs of flogging.

Our two floggers are made from suede and cowhide falls or tails of about 18 inches long, I have heard the recommended to start is longer than 20″. The suede is soft, with a tender impact that is reminiscent of a Turkish massage, it sexy sadistic when thudding against the skin. The suede seems like the best way to learn about flogging since its soft sensual fabric lets us swing a bit firmer and make a loud impressive smack.

The other flogger we made has roughly 18 falls of 18 inches long, its a hard leather that can have a smarter impact on the skin. It is the feared flogger so to speak. The stiff leathery tails of a half inch in width leave a rosy mark on the skin. Each individual tail greets the skin fiery hot, varying the intensity of each swing will have a different effect. The harder it swings the more profound the impact will be, this flogger is becoming our preferred way of elevating a scenes intensity.

To add flogging to our rope work creates a deeper level of trust between us. Honestly the first time flogging I was quite timid, reasonably so, you dont want to hurt your partner. Beginning flogging is an exercise in learning about your subjects limits, how their body reacts to the flogger, listening to and deciphering the vocal emanations takes time. I am learning what gets Georgia going with the flogger, where on her body to apply the impact, how far I can push her, which I am finding out happily, the horizon is quite distant.

In the end its been a great way to enhance the rope play we do, Georgia becomes quite susceptible to suggestion when her arms and legs are confined in rope while she is being spanked. Spinning her around in the air, flogging her unexpectedly is so much fun we have turned it into a fun game, as she has no idea when the impact will happen. Georgia has become quite enamored with the floggers, at times craving more than anything the warm tingling feeling on her firm ass.

We have a couple of other floggers in the works, we are learning what types of leather, lengths, and styles are best. Which in the end adds to the overall health of our relationship, it makes going to the leather store an erotic experience. In the end working together constructing these items gives the toys a special meaning, symbolic of our love for each other.

~Jay