Linger, a moment longer … on my lips, on my tongue, in my mouth.
On The Splaying of Legs.
“Sit like a lady. That dress is too short, dear. Careful how you stand up!”
Most submissives grow up with admonishments and instruction on proper posture and carriage. Just as young boys like me were taught to be proper gentlemen in the way we escorted a young lady or held a partner on the dance floor.
I find it interesting how our personal titillations have evolved in the BDSM community. We generally eschew the mores of society, delve deeply and richly into every taboo, and relish the pure carnal and erotic aspects of uninhibited sex.
I take particular delight in uncovering and exploiting mutual sources of arousal with an eager, willing submissive. And my favorite indulgence is in the splaying of a girl’s legs. This might be her most consistent adolescent taboo - complete with constant admonishments on the horrifying thought of exposing her most nether regions and presenting herself in a loose sexual manner to all comers.
I ALWAYS have my girl spread for me whenever she is in my presence. If she sits in my car - her legs are spread. If we talk on the phone - her legs are spread. If she sits at a table or on the couch - spread. Not garishly - especially if we are in public - but slightly parted as a reminder that she is always open and available to me.
I find this goes to the core of a girl’s arousal - falling into this kind of Dominance. She feels liberated and sexy, especially since she has been ordered to do so. And she grows more aroused with each scenario under my hand.
While this concept is an every day requirement, I absolutely love splaying my girl’s legs behind closed doors, when she is naked and needy. A simple command like “Show me” can send a girl into an erotically charged state as she spreads her legs and shows me her wet cunt. Other times, I will lay a girl back on the bed, grasp her ankles tightly, and splay her wide as I take her deep. I love watching a girl’s eyes roll back into her head during this kind of impalement.
As for the pinnacle of my enjoyment, consider this photograph. Nothing takes the place of a girl splayed and bound, dripping and undulating, craving my touch and my cock. Stripping her brings her to one level of descent in her submission. Collaring and leashing her - another. Blindfolding her focuses her remaining senses on the moment. Taking her ankles, splaying her wide, clipping her to chains that keep her spread and available to my every whim - submissive nirvana. She knows she will be taken. Tormented perhaps. Used for pleasure. But she does not know when - or how.
This is the elevation of Dominance to the place where mind, body, heart, and soul converge into one erotic experience. And this is the place where she dances so beautifully with me - on the fringe of darkness.
Caption © Fringe of Darkness, 2012
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