Fantasies…

So watching Penn & Teller sparked an interesting train of thought for me. It’s been awhile. Last year my son did a report on Harry Houdini so we looked him up on the web. There was a lot of stuff, plus my boy got a book. I helped him and he got a good grade. What I got was food for fantasy. How many pictures did we see of Houdini wrapped in chains, tied to chairs, rendered helpless in one way or another.

I know I mentioned in a previous entry that I had authored three books of erotica that are in publication. Those books are sold in the “extreme” section of my publisher’s library. That’s because they deal with bdsm and the darker aspects of sexual relationships. They are also pretty male/dom female/submissive oriented. That really was my prefered fantasy, so my prefered writing.

Once in awhile, though, I think about the other way around. I imagine what it would be like to take a man and tie him to a chair. Some sort of upright chair… and to use silk scarves and soft things, but tie them well. Once I’m sure he’s unable to get loose, I think I’d begin a slow strip, moving various parts of my body toward him… toward his face.

I’d better be careful here, I don’t want to get tossed out of diary world. I would be so crushed. I don’t want to get explicit, but I’ve been drinking and the fantasies bubble over.

It would be so much fun to do a lapdance… just grind against him…. maybe to move my face into his lap… torture, torment until he was practically crying for release, take him as close to the edge as possible then let him explode like he never has before.

I’m not really the fem/dom type, but this is just another fantasy.

Geez I’m sleepy, been up since 4am… opened the store again today and it’s midnight now… I wonder what will be in my dreams tonight. I hope it will be warm and wonderful. My husband was warm and wonderful last night… he made me feel so good I nearly levitated. Tonight, however, he was sort of snappish with me on the way to the show. It’s tough to be snapped at, then a few minutes later have the person act like nothing’s wrong. My emotions take longer to rise and fall.

I’m so tired… ZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzzzzzz