From Our Senior Correspondent : Advanced Sexual Posturing

It was a busy day and late night here in River City,  No, this is not a "cat's away" scenario. I took the sullen teens and their macho cousin to the "draft party" for our River City Pussy Cats .... got to see the locker room and walk the field, much to their amusement.  Then attended a rather late night indie rock concert with an old friend, who's sun is a savage lead guitar player.  

Mistress is probably waking up as I am getting ready to hit the sheets. the time shift makes it hard for us to talk.  I miss her warm and cuddly body next to mine, with or without the other "perqs".

But the big surprise in my in-box was the following contribution from Donna, which means I can sleep in a bit rather than worrying about entertaining all of you members of the UCTMW community.  Enjoy!

 

With Mick and Molly’s interest in the position Bill and I call Reverse Cowgirl or Amazon Woman, I thought it might be fun to explore a couple of other positions that we enjoy. So with some illustrations and vanilla definitions from wordiQ.com and a bit more kinky input on the positions from yours truly, here we go.

http://www.wordiq.com/definition/Image:Deckchair_sex_position.jpg

Deckchair position, sometimes called Squashing of the Deckchair (for obvious reasons) has the woman on bottom, legs pulled up; man on top, holding woman's legs up or trapping them under his arms.

Donna’s Notes: Bill begins by using the under the bed restraint system and cuffs my arms straight out across the bed. He then adds a harness with straps that run from my ankles to my arms, making it easier for my legs to stay in position. At that point he might or might not add a blindfold and might or might not lube me up and add a vibrating butt plug, depending on his choice of orifice.

Something Bill likes about this position is that he can be balanced on one hand and have the other one free for whatever kind of breast work he wants for the occasion. I like it because of the feeling I get when Bill is totally in control. I am there just feeling and trusting, There are the hard textures of the restraints, the soft material of the blindfold, the stretchy straps of the harness, the sting of the nipple clams, the cooling lube and then…anticipation…listening…just being still…and then the drama of passion and the pleasure/pain mix followed by the effort behind remembering how to speak so I can ask permission to come. It’s a great position.

http://www.wordiq.com/definition/Image:Doggy_Sex_Position-small.png

Leapfrog, variant on the Doggy position, so the man is behind; woman facing down with her torso lower; also known as "face down- ass up".

Donna’s Notes: Bill is a spanking sort of guy, so this butt up position is one he particularly enjoys. I can often tell when this is on the menu for the evening because he likes for me to start out with a red rump. When there is a day that I have said a number of things he usually corrects with a swat, but he just holds up the appropriate number of fingers to let me know how many swats I have earned, I can pretty well guess that we are headed for Leapfrog.

Since he can’t easily see my face in this position, Bill usually orients the scene with my head turned toward the mirror so he can pay attention to some of my more subtle clues. He places a wedge ramp on the bed and positions me face down with my rump on the highest part of the ramp, fastening my arms to the cuffs that are attached to the sides of the ramp. He then uses a paddle, strop or whatever his swatter of choice is that day and applies the implement to my butt for the required number of strokes while I count them out loud. He usually adds a couple extra for what he calls “good measure”. And just so you know, losing count or skipping a number means he has to start all over again.

He cools the ouch by rubbing my checks gently with the palm of his hands until he feels I have settled and we move on to part two, which I consider to be the really good part. His version of Leapfrog is fairly straight-forward except, perhaps, for the additional swats from his hand to my already red backside and the fact that I am restrained. And then there are those times that he reaches under the bed to pull out the Hitachi and buzzes and swats me at the same time. Or maybe the fact that I scream his name should be factored in, too.

So you can see, much like an ice cream sundae, you can start with something rather vanilla and add the sauces, sprinkles and toppings to make it into something really special. Except for the cherry, I lost mine some time back.

Donna, that makes me want to slide out of my sad and lonely bed, and see if the teens have consumed all the ice cream from our family dinner on Sunday night.

 

Now if we could only get Suzanne to do one of these drawing depicting that interesting three way over at All Mine Wednesday evening, involving Jay's real cock in one orifice, while Tammy used the back door with that face gag / butt plug.  I still can't figure out the physics of that one.