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Orgasm On Demand: erotica by Alice In PolyLand

Orgasm on Demand

Sex Club. Evening. Different types of rope, floggers, nipple clamps, vibrators and other toys from sensual heaven – all beautifully laid out on the old wooden table, eager to be used for play.

Hedon takes a very long piece of slick red rope and starts creating an intricate Hishi Karada pattern on Alice’s body. The rope master is experienced and gentle. With each knot that he ties, Alice feels more and more entranced into the web of anticipation. Excitement. Fear.

The exquisite red artwork is ready for showcase. “You like to be seen, don’t you”, says Hedon – “this frames you beautifully.” He ties her outstretched hands with a shorter piece of rope and puts a blind fold on. The stage is set.

Darkness swallows her. Alice becomes all ears… And all skin… Vigilant. Waiting. Anticipating his every move…

And the sensations come. Spanking, flogging, gentle and stronger stimulation, sharper and duller play, touch, tongue, words… Auditory and Kinesthetic. “Is this room full of people?”, thinks Alice. The thought of spectators watching her scene excites her even more. She’s feeling sexual and desirable. On the edge.

Hedon pauses. He slightly presses her clit, gently, casually, as though by mistake; and keeps the finger on it for a second, no movement – just light pressure. Alice comes with a strong, wet orgasm. “What was that?” – he says “I just slightly touched you…” “I came…”

He laughts. “Let’s try this” – he adjusts the ropes and places them pressing into her labia on either side of the clitoris, he suddenly pulls her head to the back with another hand placed on her throat. “Squeeze your muscles inside, Alice”. “Cum.” To Alice’s amusement, she squirts strongly, powerfully without any stimulation.

Hedon completely removes the rope, pulls on her hair and commands again “Cum”. She comes on demand, no physical touch required. Pure power play.

“You wanted others to see you come… you’ve put on quite a Powerful show…”

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Shibari; erotica by Alice In Polyland

Is there a better definition of being helpless and at someone else’s mercy than being tied up using Japanese bondage art called Shibari?

Feminine curves, accentuated by beautiful geometric rope patterns – Alice is imprisoned and unable to move. Her hands behind the back, soles of the feet tied together – thighs apart – open to receive – anything that is coming her way. Anticipation – killing her. People around – waiting for her captivator’s next move.

Restrained… Just like the restrained Japanese prisoners from early 1500s… Kept tied with ropes as a form of imprisonment… Back then ancient Samurais were rated on their techniques of tying – honoring well secured, pain-free and beautiful bondages. Keeping the techniques a secret.

Modern day Samurai {Hedon} is in charge, experienced and calm, whispers into her ear “You look delicious” sending another wave of anticipation through her body. “You’re smiling now, but are nervous, aren’t you?” And he’s right she’s both terrified and excited of what’s to come. He takes a large vibrator and starts strapping it to her thigh, with the head pushing into her clit.

He takes a flogger and gently plays with Alice’s body. Caressing her nipples, abs, thighs, labia, getting into faster and stronger rhythmical movements. Alice closes her eyes and takes all of the sensations in. He works with his touch, words and as a pinnacle of the experience turns on the vibrator.

Alice feels like she’s now swimming in a sea of strongly vibrating energy, the closer the vibrator gets to her clitoris, the stronger the waves become. Soon she’s submerged into a stream of extremely strong sensations. Moaning, screaming, turning into a human fountain. “This is a slower speed”, says Hedon. “We’re going to try the setting number two.“

Vibrations overwhelm her, she’s losing a sense of self, she’s drowning in the sea of emotions and impulses. “Please, please stop” she’s begging him. “I can’t take this any longer”. Her whole body is trembling with the ever increasing frequency, Alice feels like she’s about to faint. This is what complete sensory stimulation feels like. There’s no more separation… She’s one with the universe, pulsating with everything outside of her and everything within.

How ironic that exact same ropes that kept prisoners separated from the rest, were involved in religious ceremonies in Japan to symbolize connections among people and the divine…

Separation and union – all in one.

Converging into this dense experience of Shibari scene. Overwhelmed and somewhere deep inside serene, terrified and excited, separated and one.

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Erotica by Alice In PolyLand: The Cross

Check out this exciting and sexy piece of erotica, that took place at Oasis Aqualounge. If you are interested in more offerings by Alice In Polyland, please view  www.spiritsexlab.com to explore exciting workshops and erotic meditation.

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… Alice was torn. The conversation – intense, emotional discussion of penalties and safe words – was taking a while. On one hand she really wanted to play with him again. On the other – completely letting go of control and surrendering to the unknown terrified her. What will it be? “We don’t have to play with Alice today” he said. And she felt her heart sink… But gradually kiss by kiss, touch by touch he changed his mind: “Get undressed!” “Completely? Not even a towel?” “Yes, you heard me – “undressed”.

The day felt like an emotional roller coaster – staying open, vulnerable, obedient, naked, shameless, slutty. Being seen, watched, wanted and approached by others. Eye contact – intense or avoidant. Changes of scenery, faces and orders – but throughout the whole experience – pushing the inner boundaries, opening up to new experiences, allowing for a new slut-positive reality to penetrate Alice’s cells… Step by step – surrendering to pleasure, lust, shamelessness, guilt-free enjoyment and ultimately the freedom to fully express herself. The inner judge, the one that always told her to behave, be a good girl, not to allow the seductive, sexy, crazy animal in her to take over – was silent. The judge was overthrown by the king of Dominance himself. Allowing for this new inner sexual goddess to emerge.

The dungeon is a large open space with seats all around. Alice is on the large cross, unable to move, handcuffed in an X position. Mirza – touching her, talking to her, directing, dominating. She’s blushing, cumming, countless times – screaming, enjoying the scene, the spectators, the sexual energy. Owning it. Feeling the pride. And how far she’s come. Mesmerizing. Meeting the eyes of others with lust, longing to be seen and worshiped. Puddle, huge puddle on the floor – he’s drying it up, hugging, leaving – the play is over. The goddess has enjoyed her worship.

A few people following them – some talk, others try to approach at the most unexpected times, compliment, look, join in. Alice feels tired and aroused. She puts the clothes on suddenly realizing how normal it felt to walk around naked in front of so many people.

And then the tears come – a much needed emotional release. She expected to be able to finally touch him, as equals. To hold. To connect. To give and receive the pleasure, to cuddle. But he felt like ending where he ended, staying in control. “There’s always a next time” he said. “Everything is possible and there are no expectations… – please remember this Alice” “This power play is so heart breaking”, she thought “and unfair, clinical and clearly lucks intimacy… “

They argued again and then stayed quiet for long periods of time. And when everything was said and done, both softened into a more intimate space… And the experience felt complete. Alice was full. And wide open… to new adventures.