A tour of Kathleen’s toy box

As promised in an earlier post, I finally had some free time this weekend to take some photos of what’s in my toy box. Granted this isn’t everything and I have other stuff stored down in the confinement room but this will give you some idea of the things I’ve collected over the years. I would say my collection began in 2000 but the majority of it was bought (or donated by male admirers) between 2002 and 2007. And in recent years I have added a few new items. So let’s get started.

Here is my toy chest full of goodies

 

Inside my toy box is some of my arsenal of discipline implements (yes, I have had sessions with James where I have used each and every item in a single session)

 

There are riding crops and wooden canes

 

Paddles and a nasty leather strap

 

Tawse and slapper

 

 

Penis whip and ball punisher and a soft fleece glove to soothe sore bottoms

 

And of course my floggers. The one on the top is nasty and leaves welts but the other two are soft warm-up floggers. Notice the craftsmanship of the handles on the soft floggers.

 

 

Then there are my leather clothes.

 

I have leather thongs, leather bras, leather corsets, leather halter tops, leather pants, leather shorts, leather skirts, leather gloves, leather boots and other accessories.

 

And this is just what I have in my toy box. I have other leather clothes in my closet, pants, shorts, a leather jacket and my leather trench coat.

 

I have some clothes hanging in the confinement room for the winter. Most of my PVC stuff is down there, like my PVC boots and gloves along with other leather items.

 

Now to the fun stuff. Here are some unique items in my toy box that I use to punish/dominate/torture my willing hubby. Here is a pair of thumb cuffs. These are more diabolical than handcuffs. Imagine being bound with your thumbs locked together to some object. It can be quite painful if you flinch or jerk from a whipping or some other discipline.

 

How about these Vampire gloves? They have wicked prickly pins in the fingers. I’ve given James a hand job with these bad boys and it did draw blood. But mostly I just spank his bottom with them. They leave quite an impression, both figuratively and physically.

 

Then there are my strap-on harnesses and dildos.

 

Gags and blindfolds for hubby.

 

Enema equipment (I have more in the confinement room).

 

Nipple clamps (I wrote about these in a previous post)

 

I have various cuffs (ankle and wrist for hubby) but here is a pair of thigh cuffs and a slave collar. I like to put the collar on hubby and the thigh cuffs on me. Then I lock the rings on his collar to the rings on my cuffs and his head is trapped at my pussy (or my ass) and he is helpless until I am totally satisfied. It’s been a while since we’ve used these. I think that will be our next session.

 

Here are some more toys. I love to tease with the feather duster and spank with a hairbrush and you can never have enough rope. And those clothes pins connected to a pull-ring, I place the pins all over his cock and balls and then with a sudden pull, they come off very quickly. James hates this one. Oh, and I’ve discussed in the past how an eye-dropper can be fun during an intense tease and deny session. Having a man on the edge and dripping warm water on his cock and balls is my version of water torture.

 

I also have some c/b bondage devices. I even found our old CB2000, the one that started it all.

 

And there are some other odds and ends items in my toy box, like stockings for me and panties for James. Some of these packs of stockings have never even been open. They were purchased many years ago at the Outer Skin outside of Pittsburgh.

 

The panties are old ones that I use to wear but now hubby wears them when he does his chores. I also like to take a pair of these panties when I am with a lover and I will make sure me and my lover leave a little present on them as we will use them to wipe ourselves after sex. Then on my return home I might make James wear them or if I am really feeling extra cruel, I might stuff them in his mouth during a session.

 

Finally, there are some other sexy clothes in my toy chest that are not fetish.

 

 

 

Those that remember reading my story about the first time James and I visited a Dominatrix might recall that I didn’t own any fetish wear at the time. So I wore this sexy thing and Morgan said I was stunning. I was practically hanging out of the darn thing but it did show off major cleavage, that’s for sure.

 

That’s all for now! I have other things, like my Delrin canes and spiked mats and other whips and paddles that are down in the confinement room. But this was a tour of my toy box. I hope you enjoyed. Feel free to give me some feedback, after all this took a lot of effort on my part.

Nipple Torture

I was going through my toy-chest yesterday looking for nothing in particular when I came across a pair of nipple clamps. Actually I came across two sets of nipple clamps and for the life of me I don’t recall when or where I purchased either pair. I’m sure it was sometime between 1999-2004 when we used to frequent fetish stores, like the Outer Skin in Pittsburgh or Dream Dresser in DC. In the early days of the lifestyle I was known to go a little wild in these places, buying outfits and new toys.

 

It was a rather expensive hobby but James never complained. If anything, he encouraged me because he knew he would be on the receiving end of most of my purchases. It was not uncommon for us to drop a cool grand at the Outer Skin in a single trip. A new leather corset or a leather bra and thong set, a new whip or two, some sexy pantyhose, a couple of bondage/torture devices for hubby and before we knew it we had far exceeded our budget. 

I have bags of stuff, some of it rarely used. One of these days I will lay out my collection and take some photos and post them on my blog. I think you would enjoy seeing some of the wild stuff I bought over the years. The great thing about my collection is that each piece has a story behind it. When I come across an old item I immediately recall past sessions I had with James (and in a few instances, other men), how I used the item within a session and the result the item had on the session.

Getting back to the nipple clamps, James has always been a wimp when it comes to nipple torture. He can take a rather severe beating to his buttocks, he can take having his cock slapped around and his balls squeezed and twisted but for some reason he has a phobia about his nipples being pinched. I use the word phobia because I really believe it is more mental than physical. He also doesn’t do well with having clothespins placed on his cock and balls. He hates to be pinched, even when I do it with my fingers.

When I came across the nipple clamps yesterday I had the urge to use them on him. It’s been years since he had to endure nipple torture so I decided to see if I could expand his limits in this area. After all, his thresholds for other things have changed over the years, so it was worth a try.

James had no idea what I had planned. All he knew is that I wanted to play with him, which got him excited. I wanted to use the confinement room for our session but it’s still a little too chilly in there. Not that I couldn’t have managed since I decided to dress in leather. I wore a pair of leather pants and I could have worn my leather jacket, but the room was too cold for a naked sub. Hopefully in a few weeks we can start using the confinement room again.

I took James to the utility room off the laundry room. It’s a small room where the hot water heater is located but there is some heat in there. I had James strip naked and I put wrist cuffs on him and tied the cuffs to hooks that are in the beam that hangs from the ceiling. Before James made the confinement room, we used to play in this room on occasion. It’s a great place for a discipline session if you want to string the sub up with his hands bound over his head.

I wore my custom fit leather pants and a leather bra (becoming my favorite outfit as it is easy to put on and off) with black pumps.

 

The only toys I brought with me were my leather paddle, the remote to the DL2000 and both sets of nipple clamps. The first pair of nipple clamps are adjustable with the turn of a screw. They have black rubber tips and are attached to each other with a foot long chain. The second set are neither adjustable nor attached with a chain. But they are larger and more severe as the tip of each clamp is sharper with no rubber padding.

 

Once I had James’ hands bound above his head, I began to caress his skin with my hands as I teased him a little, squeezing his balls that were swelling against the ring of his CB6000. After this brief warm-up, I produced the first set of nipple clamps, the ones with the rubber tips attached to each other by a chain. James flinched from just the sight of them. On second reflection I probably should have blindfolded him but I didn’t think about it at the time.

I encouraged him to relax as I set the screws to a mild setting and carefully placed them on his nipples. James was able to handle it and once he relaxed I tightened the screws a little to make it more intense. James gasped but again he was able to handle it. I got my paddle and walked behind him and gave his ass eight to ten swats. Then I walked back to the front and took the chain in my hand and pulled on it, causing James to wince in pain.

“See, you can handle it. You’ve denied me the pleasure of torturing your nipples for all these years. Don’t I deserve to play with your nipples when I’m in the mood?”

James nodded his head in agreement.

I released my grip on the chain and walked back behind him and gave him another ten whacks with the paddle. I circled him, rotating between grabbing the chain and tugging on his nipples, administering six to ten swats to his ass with my paddle and using the remote to send moderate pulses to his DL2000. I kept doing this rotation over and over until I lost track of how many cycles.

Finally, I removed the nipple clamps and grabbed his sensitive nipples with my fingers and twisted them. James yelled out, begging for mercy, but he didn’t use his safe word so I knew he was fine. I kept twisting his nipples as I slightly pressed my knee against his balls, lifting them and trapping them against his CB6000 until he buckled forward in pain. I released my grip and backed away so he could catch his breath.

“You did very good with those nipple clamps. You pleased your Goddess. Now let me see if you can handle these.”

I got the other set of clamps and attached the first one to his right nipple. James screamed and whined but I admonished him to suffer for his Goddess. I attached the other one to his left nipple and stepped back. James was definitely uncomfortable. Having his arms lifted with his hands bound above his head made the nipple torture even more intense.

“Just do it for one minute. I’ll take them off but I want you to endure one minute for me.”

James did endure and overcame the pain to please his Goddess. I kept my promise and removed them after only one minute. I circled him again, giving his ass another ten wallops with the paddle. I reached under his legs and gabbed and twisted his balls. He winched again but didn’t seem to mind too much as pre-cum was dripping from the CB6000. That told me he was enjoying the sensual torture.

I walked back in front of him and took his head in my hands and gave him a kiss. Then I pulled my breasts out of my bra and I rubbed my nipples against his very sensitive nipples. James gasped a little and tried to back up but I grabbed him and brought him close with a tight embrace. I moved my nipples up and down across his nipples dancing with him a little, his hands swinging from the hook above, restricting his movement.

Now it was time for one last torture. I bent down and bit on his nipple, first the right one. James let out a loud scream. Then I bit the left one. James gasped but it was apparent his right nipple was more sensitive than the left one.

The entire scene had me in a heightened state of arousal, seeing him strung up like that with his ass a nice shade of pink, his nipples very red and his balls enlarged and struggling against the ring of the CB6000. I wanted him to orally pleasure me but I liked seeing him in that vulnerable position. What to do next?

I excused myself and went upstairs and fetched the Hitachi Magic Wand vibrator. I came back down to the utility room and pulled a chair that was in the laundry room into the utility room doorway. I took off my pants and carefully laid them on the washing machine. I removed my panties and I sat in the chair. I began to masturbate, running the Magic Wand against my clit. James had to watch me and he groaned from his cock swelling inside the CB6000. I wanted to torment him a little by sending love pulses to the DL2000 but I couldn’t reach the remote which was on the table next to the hot water heater, and I wasn’t about to interrupt my own pleasure to go fetch it. I was on the edge and I turned up the vibrator and it only took a few seconds at that setting to give me a very pleasurable orgasm.

I took my panties and wiped myself with them and then I placed the panties in James’ mouth. I left him there, still bound, for another ten minutes while I put my toys away. I freed James and took him to my bedroom where he orally pleasured me until I had another orgasm. It didn’t come right away and James had to really work at it with his tongue but he was very excited from our session so he had more than enough endurance to do the job.

This morning, I asked him how his nipples felt. They’re still sore and sensitive but I am proud of my hubby. He still doesn’t like nipple play but now I know he can endure more than he thought he could.

 

 

Leather Flea Market this Saturday in Rockville, MD

Ginger finally wrote me back and she’s definitely down with doing something for Halloween but not on October 31 because she has other plans that night. She suggested we do something either this Saturday, October 26, or next Saturday, November 2.

Ginger also told me that this coming Saturday there is a Leather Flea Market in Rockville Maryland at the Crown Plaza hotel. There will be 50 vendors selling goodies from whips to leather and latex clothing to corsets to kinky footwear to all types of toys. She suggested that perhaps James and I could meet her and her hubby there and we could all go shopping together. Afterwards we could have dinner and then return to her place where she and I could dominate James prior to granting him permission to finally release in a yet to be determined humiliating way.

Sounds like a plan to me. Here is the link for the Leather Flea Market. We will not be going to the play party since we are not members of this group but I’m sure our own little private party back at Ginger’s place will be second to none.

An observation about male orgasm denial

It’s been a week since hubby was allowed an orgasm, not once but twice, after being denied for two months. I noticed a definite drop in his enthusiasm for submission last Sunday night, Monday and Tuesday. Don’t get me wrong, he was still the same sweet man and he was respectful toward me but he didn’t seem very interested in femdom interactions of D&S play. In fact, he seemed rather cold as if wasn’t interested in any intimate interaction with me. He also was rather lazy when it came to doing his chores.

Around Wednesday he began to show more fervor and zeal for this lifestyle he has chosen and steered us toward. He was once again controllable via his sex drive. Thus it is my observation that a male who is denied for a prolonged period of time needs a couple of days of down time after he has finally been granted permission to orgasm. Not only does his body need a few days but his mind and emotions need a few days. I will keep this in mind for the next time.

Last night we had a wonderful D&S session. It is stinking hot and humid here today but yesterday it was cloudy and a little cooler. Therefore, I wore my new custom leather pants last night and gave hubby an over the lap spanking with my leather paddle. I also allowed hubby to worship the leather as it clung to my body.

 

This was all a precursor to a wonderful and lengthy session of female body worship. I am not seeing anyone right now so hubby is my entire outlet for sexual pleasure. Last night hubby performed lots of body worship, toe sucking, ass licking, and pussy eating. Hubby also used my vibrator on my clit and hand penetrated me with my large black dildo (the one on the far right).

 

 

 

I usually only want to feel the large one inside me when I am very excited. I have had lovers almost that big so I am accustomed to the size. It fills me in a way few men can and over the years hubby has become quite good at using this dildo on me in the slow sensual way that I like. I swear he is almost as humiliated by having to pleasure me with a dildo as he is when I cuckold him.

We did some Queening with me sitting on his face as he penetrated my ass deeply with his tongue. And the night ended with me relaxed on the bed with hubby between my legs licking my pussy. I had three or four excellent orgasms. Hubby was in chastity the entire time as our sex life has returned to what is normal for us.