This is a couple weeks ago now, but I still want to write it up. This was the most we’ve been able to do in over a year and a half for various reasons.
Jalan had me spread out a quilt on the (hardwood) floor next to our bed. She applied “locky bits”–locking leather play collar, wrist and ankle cuffs, and bondage belt. She told me to kneel while we caressed each other, then got me on all fours while she teased me and lightly slapped with her favorite symbol of power, her riding crop.
We moved to the bed, where she chained me in the strictest spreadeagle we’ve done in quite a long time–as strict as anything we’ve done since I got sick. Then put on the blindfold. I had a brief moment of wondering whether that was good night and she was going to sleep on the bedspread… My joints (elbows, in particular) wouldn’t have held up very long before I’d have had to safeword out, but sometimes it’s worth it to us.
But she was gathering sensation toys. Rabbit fur, vampire glove, soft leather glove, suede flogger, I’m not sure what else. She spent a while teasing me with the various sensations, then got out the lube and mounted me. The chains were tight enough I could barely thrust, which Jalan was fine with. She knows which angles from on top get me off quickly and which ones don’t. So she teased me for a while as she got herself off, then let me come.
She then unlocked one limb at a time from her side of the bed, rolled me over, and re-attached it on my side. My ankles could barely budge; I had some more freedom with my arms. Still not going anywhere of course. We said our good nights, and I had a delightfully uncomfortable night until she unlocked me when Dragonlet woke toward morning.
We’re getting (taking) it back!