Today’s image comes courtesy of kinky delight by way of eros blog. It’s a nice combo of chains, clamps, brushes and electroshock.
I’ve posted in the past that I’m not sure Bacchus from eros blog really gets femdom. That’s not a crime of course. There’s no reason he should have to understand or enjoy every form of sexuality or porn in the world. In this case his comment that goes along with the image reinforces my previous impression.
I’ve always figured that the men who enjoy cock and ball torture (CBT for short) have bought in (a bit more seriously than most of us) to the old adage “There’s no such thing as bad attention.”
I know he’s kind of joking, but at the same time that seems to miss the mark fairly significantly. There are many easier ways to get attention. And if it was as simple as this, then there would be no such thing as bad CBT. Anyone who has been on the end of CBT that was too much too soon will know that’s not the case. Ramping up the intensity too fast can leave me faint and nauseous, and a long way from my happy subspace.
Really good CBT is, by way of contrast, one of the best and most involving D/s experiences I can have. In many ways it’s a little like the flip side of edging. There you’re trying to keep a pleasurable sensation just the right side of a shifting line, stopping the sensation spilling over into the ultimate pleasure. Great CBT for me does a similar thing, building the pain, taking it to the very edge of what I can take, and then inching forward as the endorphins flow and I drift into a submissive trance.
In a CBT session I did fairly recently the mistress used sharp vicious little clips. Starting with the safer (slightly) less painful areas, she slowly worked towards the most sensitive spots, the nerve clusters at the end of the cock. Long before she got there I was spacing out, trapped and unable to avoid what I knew she was going to do to me. And then when the dozen or so clips were in place, my body squirming as the last oh so painful ones were attached, she began to gradually retrace her steps. Each clip was ripped free, the jaws still pinching my flesh. Even in my zoned state the anticipation I felt as she slowly built back towards those last few clips was incredible.
I’m afraid I don’t have an original attribution for the image. Stylistically it looks a little like Annmo Night, but I don’t recognize it from the image sets I have of his. Anyone have any ideas?
Update: Once again my readers come through for me. As I suspected it is an Anmo (or Annmo) Night image, taken from Comic For Masochist Only 3. Thanks to clitlicksluttyworm for the pointer!