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Barbecue Pussy Sauce This weekend I met some great people at a munch and play party. During the break I got into a conversation about some recent fetish activity. Now, I am Sadistic by default, but genital care is a favorite of mine. I have two slaves at the moment that requested I shave them...my way. Of course, it is always my way. They both have experience so they knew it would be extreme, but rather quickly they both discovered my definition of Sadism. Per the Marquise. They were both tied and bound. For the first I used fishing line as it cuts skin rather easily. The second I used hemp rope without wax. This can cause rash to rope burn. I love the smell and rawness of it all. I will not get into the particulars of how each were bound as they were in need of entanglements of a Greek nature. To this end; they were both static and spread wide open. My Master, the one who made me, taught me enough about the female genitals I can pass for an OBGYN if needed for regular check ups, although I have never pretended to be a Doctor. This is left to Role play sessions. I even have tables with stirrups (as I should). The first thing one learns about pubic hair is that it is identical to facial hair on men; coarse and in desperate need of training. Common problems can range from ingrown hairs to infections. This is relevant to all, but especially to those of a african decent of blood line. Using a razor is prone toward bumps regardless of where you use the razor. Skin needs to be trained as well, and skin can be treated pre or post hoc. I have found shea butter to be one of my well used ointments and lotions for post hoc recovery. Skin is not meant to be shaven so it is traumatized with every blade full of wisp and wonder. The first slave got the razor without treatment...for the skin that is. After every pull and release of the razor I used my teeth to reshock the region new found freedom from hair with one long solid bite. I can hold a bite for up to 14 minutes with no suction from my mouth. I began at the surround and moved in toward the rose above the door. I did not muzzle her as I wanted to hear the sounds a slave makes when discovering a request can lead to other things more terrible than imagined. It is in these moments I wonder if the slaves ever regret making the request. I don't ask because I don't care. I have these thoughts a few days after the session. Meaningless as much as academic. Although I was about on top of the clit and her body temperature had risen as did her heart rate, she made little effort to juxtapose herself out of any viable position for more trimming the hedges and serving myself a late night snack. She was sturdy and vulnerable until I bit down on her clitterbean. She screamed of course, and with little pelvic convulsing, did not move. There was sweat coating her entire body now. I love the smell of pussy moistures when mixed with body juice. Perhaps I am an alchemist; not concerned with turning lead into gold, rather, pussy into mush. Yes...a delicate, feathery, rustic, Greek mush. Her aftercare took every second of three hours. Glorious. For the second, I used a technique called "Pliers and pull". It is a take on "the deaf dentist" Sadist game. Or perhaps my version of it. I use pliers in Dungeon that I use in leathercraft and electrical wiring. I have nips that look like smallish talons of a bird prey; somewhat like a hawk claw. But my nips are used on copper open rivets. They are decorative and stress-bearing for tote bags and purses. I also use them for rope bunnies and certain breast harnesses for the larger breasted slaves I encounter. The main issue with these clips can be tension. I don't want to cut the hair, but rather, I want to claim the hair and take them in a quick jerk with a residual burn. The burn is amplified when I add the barbecue sauce after I remove the hair. In years past I have used small needle nose pliers and "plucked" out the pubic hair. It takes more time, but is well worth it. For the second slave I used the "Pliers and Pull". She is black. She is hairy. She has hair to her bridge (perineum). I reclaimed it all for me. She is experienced in her breathing and has skill, but after about 45 minutes she was covered in sweat and heavy exhales. The spicier the barbecue sauce the better. I do make my own sauce, but there are brands, special brands in KC I will use (St louis not so much). Once her hair was removed I did let her sweat into the fresh skin and catch her breath before I started in with the sauce. I do pre heat the sauce to make it more spicy hot. I have found room temperature or cold to be lacking in what I desire from it. My call. This is when she started to wiggle her way out. She said nothing verbally, but her body language was quite clear...get me the fuck outta here! No...you go when I say you go. (Smiles). She could've called out the safe word, but like I said, she has skill. She is experienced in slavery and she is self-aware. She owned everything up until the sauce. Now, there are many things one can add to skin that has been shaven to make the "burn" much much worse. I use barbecue sauce as it is physical as well as psychological. It is important to me in training that each slave feel less human. Nothing says non-human like a meal...meaty with sauce. I did tongue bath the second slave as not to waste the sauce or the session. Afterward I renamed her again as I felt it was called for...she is close, but not quite there. The conversation lasted well beyond the break, and I did nothing to quell the curiosity of the Dungeon crowd. After all, shop talk is what it is all about. I do not brag, but inform. I am always open to a new way. Two different meals and one insatiable appetite. Win Win my friends. |
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6/13/2022 5:11 pm |
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