New play, complete with real fear!

G and I had the chance to play some a few nights ago.   Genital torture,  I love you so!  It's quite strange that I do,  since when I first noticed G on a website for deviants (gasp),  I was scared out of my mind when I saw pictures of various forms of genital torture.   The adorable picture of him with his cat kept me  coming back to his profile though.

So genital torture.  For us that meant that he used the vacuum pump,  to start with.  He has a few new shaped cylinders that hold a seal better,  as well as a new brain for the vacuum itself.  All this adds up to intense suction.   He spent a good 45 minutes pumping my labia,  my clit (by itself),  and various combinations.   It felt like my insides were being sucked out,  but not entirely in a bad way.  Intense is how I'd describe it,  though that's also how I'd describe childbirth. 

You'd be amazed how huge labia can become when suctioned with enough force.   Really.   I was a combination of fascinated and horrified.  I'm just glad that he's doing it because he loves,  not only torturing me,  but also how it looks.  It's not my thing but I like pleasing him and this does.  Also,  I have to say that oral sex feels so much more intense after vacuum pumping.  As someone who doesn't actually get off with oral and doesn't experience the intensity that some women do with it,  I was pretty thrilled to feel what I bet other women do.

After lots of suction came G's hands.   He loves using them and he's so skilled.   The parts of me he reaches and what he does to them once he gets his hands on them makes me drool.   Ok,  well not drool but at least yelp.  He knows my insides better than a gynecologist.   I really should get him the t-shirt.  You know the one...."I'm not a gynecologist but I'll have a look."  

One of my favorite things that he does with his hands I didn't like when we first started dating.  Once I'm warmed up and relaxed he'll fist me with one hand,  pull it out quickly,  and then fist me with the other.  Rinse and repeat in rapid succession.   When he used to do this I scoot away from him and moan and say no.   Of course he'd push the envelope and grin sadistically.   It don't say no anymore but I still moan.   It's a sensation that can't easily be described.  Both intense and releasing.  That's the best I can do.

Next came the Destroyer.  No,  really.  That's what it's called.  It's a very wide and rather long red dildo with some serious ribbing on it.   It's one of my favorites,  even though I've only experienced it a couple times.  When I first met this toy I was excited to try it.  G warned me that I may find it too much.  He said it's quite a rough ride.   Being the size queen I am,  and finding out that it's much more to do with girth than length,  the Destroyer makes me quite satisfied,  and even proves to be a challenge when used on me by a sadist.    G used the Destroyer quite aggressively,  making sure to get my insides bruised and raw.   His goal was to make me so sore that I'd be feeling it until Friday night.   I wont see him till then.

After the Destroyer G left the room in search of something.   When he returned he had a child's ball with a picture of the Incredible Hulk on it.   It was deflated and he had a condom he was trying to fit on it.   That glint in his eye made me a tiny bit apprehensive.   He told me he was going to put it inside me and then pump it up.  His goal,  since I had seen this trick before,  was to inflate it to the point that it wouldn't fit through my pelvic bones.   Then sit and watch me squirm.   Well,  this did happen.   More happened too.  

We played a game.  He inflated the ball to a certain point.  It was a point where it was slightly bigger than my pelvis.  Intense,  but sort of manageable.  Then he handed me the Hitachi and told me to "just try and push it out" (said in a taunting manner).  So,  I was able to do this and I have to admit,  I felt pretty accomplished.   

Next time he put the Hulk in and pumped it up a bit more than before I was still.   Then he kept pumping and the intensity got almost too much.   I asked him to stop.  He did,  but he said the ball was slowly losing air.   I got a bit of relief when enough air escaped.   It was still wider than my pelvis though.   He turned on the vacuum pump and tried to force it out with that.   It stayed stuck and now I was moaning more.   Then he pumped up the Hulk more to replace the escaped air.   This time he pumped it to the point that I was yelping and begging for him to get it the hell out of me.   Only problem was the valve had come off and disconnected the Hulk from the pump.    So G had to reach in,  find the valve,  connect it to the pump and deflate it.  This wasn't quick and it was a bit tricky.  The fucker actually did all of that while smiling broadly.   He knew he had beaten me.   I was genuinely scared.   

Then what did he do?   He pumped it back up again,  of course.   Maybe just slightly less than he just had,  but still enough for it to be super intense and very stuck.   This time he told me to push it out while using the Hitachi.   I tried,  but the incredible feeling of pressure on my insides was too much to focus on anything else.   G decided that he would pull the ball out himself.  No deflating it.  Just PULL.  Again,  real fear.   We had been there before with him causing a rip and I was pretty frightened that we'd do it again.   He asked me if I was scared and I said I was but I said he should do it anyway.   Hey,  I am a masochist.   Having consent,  he did indeed pull it out,  and no,  I didn't rip.   So it was kind of like childbirth but without a screaming baby covered in goo.   I got an Incredible Hulk instead. 

G and I have spoken during the week and he asked if I'm still sore and bruised from Tuesday.   There has been some talk (O.K. I might have suggested some of it) of vacuum suctioning and then piercing my labia,  putting the Hulk inside,  sewing the labia closed,  corset-style,  and then pumping up the Hulk.   All I volunteered was the vacuum suctioning and the needles.  The rest of that I did NOT sign on for.   There was mention of using a box cutter in there too but I think he's bluffing.