I couldn’t begin to relay how everything changed that night, the night that I came to be servicing Mz Cherry with leather restraints. As I surveyed my surroundings with ease, there was a sense of calm in the night and nothing but the gentle hum of the central air conditioning broke the silence.
It was almost palpable. The stillness was eerie, even. It was in that moment that the alarm sounded, and a man - wait, no, was it a woman? Entered through the doors.
He - She - came up to me, with long curly brown hair and feminine yet somehow masculine blue eyes and spoke softly.
“Do you know anything about BDSM?”
He - She - They, cocked a hand on their hip and tilted their head to the side, quizzically. I, completely taken aback by the abruptness of the situation, somewhat bemused, simply answered “Yes. What would you like to know?”
It was those two questions that set the tone for the night and a journey into self-exploration, boundaries and knowledge were about to take place.
“Well, first things first, my name is Mz Cherry, that’s right. Mz with a M and a Z “. Mz Cherry said, as he - she, held out a limp but surprisingly large hand. I shook the hand and said “I’m Andre. Usually you put a little hyphen on the E but my mom was lazy.”
Mz Cherry Laughed at Me
As Mz Cherry laughed I noticed that he - she - nay, he, had a sizeable Adam’s apple. My initial curiosity returned to what Mz Cherry, a frail but very tall and lanky man, could have to say about BDSM.
“Well I’m a submissive, you see, and I have a regular partner that I play with - oh, he’s just such a doll. I wanted to get him something for his birthday that says, I’m his property and he -” Mz Cherry bent down at this part and whispered “owns me.”
I knew then, exactly what to give Mz Cherry.
Taking Mz Cherry to the BDSM Wall
I led her to the BDSM wall and pointed out a dog collar and leash. “Nothing says ownership like a Dominatrix and his dog” I remarked.
“It’s just too mainstream and just bondage essentials”, Mz Cherry pulled a face. “ Why, every Tom, Dick and Harry is out there walking their submissive on a dog collar and leash. I’m his and only his and I need him to know that.”
I knew that belonging, and feeling like you belong, or that you’re someone’s property and one of the main kinks of BDSM. I picked up a leather pair of hand-cuffs with little padlocks on them. Held them up to Mz Cherry triumphantly.
“This is what you need. He can lock your hand cuffs and keep the key with him, and he’s the only one with keys.”
Servicing Mz Cherry with Leather Restraints
Mz Cherry beamed. He flicked his hair and held onto the hand-cuffs with his red press-on nails. Then he pined “But I want something extra!”
“And why shouldn’t you?” I asked. I held up a whip from Hell’s Couture, 60cm in length with a metal handle. “This” I said “So he can punish you when you need to be punished”. At this point Mz Cherry was positively ecstatic.
“Just be careful” I said “These whips can hurt quite a bit.”
“Oh, honey child, I like to get rough!” Mz Cherry exclaimed as he lifted up his sleeves to reveal welts and bruises along his arms, including several scratch marks.
What’s the Safe Word?
“Wow, you certainly do. I just hope you guys have a safe word, while it’s important to push limits and boundaries in BDSM play, it’s also important to make sure the acts are consensual and safe for the couple.” I said.
“My safe word is ‘peaches’” Mz Cherry said as he giggled. Satisfied that Mz Cherry was safe, I led him to the piece de resistance. I picked up a white box and showed Mz Cherry the label.
“This, is our Fetish Fantasy Series Rope Cuff & Tether Set. It comes with wrist cuffs, ankle cuffs and four rope tethers. It also has a free mask inside so you can feel absolutely helpless to your dominatrix, and give in to your sensations.”
Mz Cherry’s eyes lit up like when you hit three cherries at the pokies.
“I love this!” Mz Cherry exclaimed. “And I know he’ll love this too.”
I knew then that we had satisfied three separate sexual themes of BDSM. Giving and receiving pain, physical restriction and psychological humiliation. It was interesting to note that Mz Cherry himself was representative of BDSM sub-culture by resisting gender conformity.
BDSM practitioners can often gender switch, take on a different gendered style depending of the gender of their partner and resist the idea that gender matters in their play partner.
As I packed away Mz Cherry’s items for him, I reflected on what had taken place that night. A coming together of knowledge, sub-cultures, so-called perversions and the idea that sex has boundaries and limits that can be pushed all under safe and consensual situations.
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