Wanton Wednesday – Basement

~click for another view~

W always says that if there “aren’t pictures, it didn’t happen.” Of course that isn’t literally true, but I do so love running across pics in my files or in his from a scene I had maybe forgotten about.  Even better is running across a Bondage Demons feature that he’s put up, and seeing that he has linked it to a piece of my own writing that I’d forgotten!

These pictures are from a long, incredibly intense scene that happened shortly after we had returned from a trip to WI, during which I had a pretty deep emotional response to some play that we did there.  Interestingly, although what I craved was the physicality of this scene, what I got out of it was as emotional–and as deeply connecting–as any “softer” scene we have done.

As an added bonus, here’s the result of W’s handiwork that day. (grin)

Do you feel like sometimes you want to be a little more than just half naked? A bit more than just slightly suggestive? For the weeks you want to play with the wicked & wanton crowd, feel free to join us on Wednesdays.

Be sure to click the link below to visit the Wanton Wednesday blog to see who else is playing…

9 Comments

  1. For some reason I want to visit your basement now… ;)

  2. Curvaceous Dee says:

    Those are some awesomely hot bruises and marks in your last photo. Wow!

    xx Dee

  3. ~m says:

    I think I wanna come visit after SlipperyWhnWhet leaves. :)

  4. Wow! Although I must admit your click-thrus lately make me cringe, lol. You do look delicious there all tied and tethered

  5. Nadia West says:

    That is awesome. I just love consensual marks!

  6. voyeurondisplay says:

    Looks like it was an amazing scene… and you look sexy as hell all tied up!

  7. Emmy says:

    The “craving of the physicality of this scene” is something I can relate too. And those pictures….amazing!

  8. Coy Pink says:

    Lucky lady!! How wonderful for you to have these photos to spark your memory of fun and meaningful adventures.

  9. Dungeons are special recesses of a tortured lust. In punishing the object, we bend toward the angel in us all – disembodied, broken but thirsting for the holy, obedient to the true Master who strips us of time and space and hurls our darkness into eternity.

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