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True Bdsm Stories
I worked as an office manager once, and it was my job to open and sort all of the mail, including packages. It was a pretty boring job for the most part, but every now and then there would be a wave of excitement when my boss’s crazy ex-wife would come in and scream at him in front of all of his employees.
So I’m doing my mail duties when an odd looking package arrives for my boss, the CEO of the company. I open it as part of the standard office procedure. I pull out some packing materials, then an item wrapped in plastic wrap.
What is this? I think to myself. Oh, a leash. Must be a leash for his dog. What’s with the metal things? This is kind of weird, I think, so let’s pull out the invoice:
“Dog collar with attached nipple clamps.”
Dogs don’t need nipple clamps, so what the shit.
I throw everything back into the box as if *I’M* the one who has just committed some horrible sin against nature. I hop onto my computer and pull up messenger and message my boyfriend. “QUICK. I NEED TO KNOW HOW TO TAPE UP A PACKAGE AND MAKE IT LOOK LIKE IT WAS NEVER OPENED.”
Tons of totally rational and then totally fucked up explanations are going through my head. Halloween is coming up soon, maybe this is for a crazy party. Or maybe my boss is just seriously kinky and doesn’t have the foresight to send these types of packages TO HIS HOUSE. I got mental images, playbacks – not pretty.
I carefully tape up the box and pack it neatly. Voila! It looks as though it was never opened! No one will touch this stuff! I sneak it into his office and put it on his desk with the rest of his mail.
So for weeks, I can’t make eye contact with my boss, and at one point, I almost greeted him with a “Good Morning, Mr. Nipple Clamps” because that’s all that would go through my head when he walked in the door.
We go out on a business trip and at dinner, he tells us about how an old secretary is sending packages to his work and picking them up from his office, and he’s DYING to know what’s in them, but he never opens them.
Having had like 4 glasses of wine, I raise my hand.
“I know what’s in them,” I say, my face turning more purple than the merlot I’m drinking.
I have everyone’s attention now, and at this amazing restaurant in downtown Chicago, I blurt out, way too loudly, “NIPPLE CLAMPS!”
I tell them the story of the accidentally opened package. (We found out what the deal was weeks later because it turns out this lady who used to work for him was running a sex service behind her family’s back and making good money at it, but she couldn’t let her family know she was a dominatrix for hire so she had the boxes sent to her old work. How bad would that screw your teen daughter up, anyway?)
After I tell the table, including investors and business associates (glug glug glug) about how horrified I was and how deftly I re-taped the package to look as though it had never been tampered with, and how proud I was of my handiwork, the table falls silent.
So this one guy looks at my boss and says, “Your secretary has been walking around for weeks thinking you’re a sick pervy bastard! She must have been terrified to fly out here to Chicago with you!”
Hey man, sometimes I was paid in wine. Nipple clamps or no nipple clamps, that’s a good deal.
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"I felt like I'd gone to another planet."
Bondage and BDSM sex have always been sexual fantasies for many people, but this has become even more of a phenomenon as experimenting with kinky sex has seen a huge rise in popularity over the past few years. Bondage and BDSM can be a whole lot of fun but these activities also demand a lot of trust and responsibility to do it safely with safe words, consent and best practice (you don't magically learn how to safely tie knots, after all) at the front of everyone's minds. So before you get down to the dirty, you need to swot up as much as you can on how to do it before you try anything IRL. It should only ever be with a partner you trust, are free to communicate openly and honestly with, and with whom you've discussed your boundaries and safe words with.
Here, six women who got all their safety boxes ticked before embarking on their bondage sex adventures, share their best ever bondage sex stories.
"My best ever bondage experience didn’t even require any rope, just a simple restraint kit for your bed . My partner had me lying on my stomach on the bed. I was wearing wrist and ankle cuffs and he hooked each ankle and wrist to the four corners of the bed. I was spreadeagled and helpless. He took my magic wand vibrator aka the old school Hitachi and placed it against my vulva from behind. Because of the angle, it wasn’t in direct contact with my clit, but the vibrations still made themselves known.
"He teased me like this for what felt like forever, but was probably only minutes. I had enough give in my restraints that I could writhe around and even lift my hips slightly, which allowed the vibrator to finally make direct contact. Only this time, I couldn’t get away from the overwhelming sensations so multiple orgasms were forced as I screamed (in pleasure and in a sexy, kinky kind of pain). When we were done, I’d lost count of my orgasms and my voice. It was GREAT!"
- Kayla Lords, founder of Loving BDSM
"My favourite bondage session was the first time my husband ever tied me up. We used simple under-the-bed restraints and a blindfold. He took to being a Dom like a fish to water. He gave me a spanking and then choked me while going down on me. Then, he added a stainless steel dildo into the mix. It was a particularly amazing experience because I trusted him so completely and we were both so intensely into it. It was one of the best orgasms I've ever had."
"My favourite bondage experience was when partner tied me up in a criss-cross pattern with a harness around my breasts, making me put my arms behind my head and leaving a piece of rope long enough to bring back between my legs. I got onto my knees to give him a blow job, loving the feeling of my power being removed. Then, he pushed me onto the bed face down and started to spank me, switching between light and hard.
"He turned me over, kissed me ferociously and dropped his head between my legs and moved the rope out of the way. It only took a minute for me to orgasm hard. My orgasm carried on rippling after its peak, then he inserted two fingers and started fucking my G spot . I was coming again and again. I have no idea how long it lasted for. It could have been all night - when wave-type orgasms begin with me, I can ride that wave, peaking and rolling until exhaustion hits. I felt like I'd gone to another planet. My eyes slowly came back to focus and I saw him grinning at me. He untied my hands and I jumped on top of him, ready for more."
"I once went to a love hotel in Osaka (special themed hotels which you can rent by the hour in Japan) with a guy I'd been seeing for a couple of weeks. The entire room was kitted out with bondage equipment: stocks at the end of the bed, chains above it that you could be manacled to, even a special inflatable mat in the bathroom that you could cover in lube and roll around in. Every conceivable piece of furniture had an alternative kinky purpose. After getting nailed while in the stocks, and tied to everything that had hooks and fasteners, eventually we realised our time was up. We'd only tried about a quarter of the equipment, but definitely got way more than our money's worth!
"My weirdest bondage experience happened partway through a super-hot night in. My partner restrained me with handcuffs designed to hook over the top of a door frame, and then teased me for ages by alternating spanking and vibrations: hot! Unfortunately, it proved a little *too* hot for me, and I remember experiencing a weird smash-cut - one minute I was enjoying the sensation, the next I was looking up at my naked and hugely erect boyfriend from a foetal position on the bedroom floor... onto which I had fainted. He was very quick with the aftercare, water, and biscuits. Moral of the story? Don't do intense bondage on an empty stomach!"
- Girl On The Net , sex blogger and author
"I was tied with my ankles wide apart and secured to the bed posts when we both realised my jeans were still partway down my legs. I thought he'd untie me to take them off, but instead he left the room, leaving me tied up and helpless. When he came back, he told me to close my eyes and dragged a cold metal blade across my lips. He traced it down my body before hooking it under my bra and slicing through the elastic.
"I was so horny I wanted him to cut me loose so I could grab him there and then, but he moved to the bottom of the bed and cut my jeans away slowly. After ripping off my underwear, he plunged his face between my legs and started fucking me with his fingers and tongue. I tensed up in my ropes and came hard. He carried on pounding my clit with his tongue as wave after wave of pleasure pulsed through me. When I finally stopped shuddering, I told him I wanted him to fuck me, and he picked up the knife to cut me loose."
- Tabitha Rayne , sex blogger and designer of the Ruby Glow vibrator .
"Probably one of the sexiest experiences I've had was at a club when my partner tied me up and spent an hour or so teasing me with various sensations and toys. So hot! Highly recommend!
"But I have had some mishaps when experimenting with bondage. Once, my partner and I were playing at a swingers' club. It was a kink night but they were very quiet so we were the only people playing in the dungeon. They had several winches which the club owner insisted were perfectly safe to suspend from. My partner had me in a partial (not even a full!) Shibari suspension with perhaps 50% of my body weight off the ground, when the winch gave way. It was only my partner's quick reflexes which meant he was able to grab the rope and stop me from falling - without that, we'd have potentially been looking at a serious injury. Lesson learned: triple-check your equipment, and maybe don't believe everything a non-expert tells you about dungeon safety!"
- Amy Norton, a sex writer, kink educator and founder of Coffee and Kink
This article was originally published in 2020 and has since been updated.

Christian and Ana aren't the only ones into a bit of erotica. This real-life couple found whips and chains bring way more meaning—and commitment— to their relationship than flowers.
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My husband and I met when we were in our early twenties, and while our sexual attraction was immediate, we never did anything "outside of the box" in the bedroom. I knew he would occasionally watch porn, which I was fine with, but it wasn't something we did together. And I'd been to sex shops for bachelorette parties, so I'd tried some vibrators and different types of lube, but that's about it. Eventually we got married and had our son, and even though our sex life had definitely ebbed, I didn't think there was a problem.
But as my husband watched more porn, I became curious—so I just asked him if we could watch it together. It was a website that had a lot of BDSM-type channels, and the scenes were always book-ended by the actresses explaining how they felt the shoot went. Seeing these interviews, where the girl was dressed in a bathrobe, giggly and clearly not traumatized from being tied up or spanked, helped me realize that BDSM wasn't violent or scary. It was consensual, and if done right, could be a lot of fun.
So the two of us explored online and found that a whole world of BDSM aficionados existed, even in our Midwestern city. We found a website that listed local events, including meet-ups at restaurants. When we went to one, we were surprised—everyone looked normal! At first, people chatted about the usual stuff—the weather, the new Whole Foods being built in town, what they wanted to order—but when the wait staff went away, the details started being discussed. We were encouraged to attend a party later that week, and they stressed that how much we chose to "play" was entirely up to us.
When we arrived, there were people being spanked in one room and others walking around on leashes, which helped us realize we weren't that into exhibitionism. But the idea of BDSM definitely got us going, and that night, my husband dominated me. He held my hands over my head as we had sex, and I had to call him sir and ask permission before I touched him or had an orgasm. It was definitely hot, and something that we wanted to try again.
After that, I suggested we try something a little more Fifty Shades . We bought a pair of handcuffs, a blindfold, and a ball gag. Before we started, we came up with a gesture—me crossing my fingers—so he would know if it got too intense. I had no idea whether he was going to spank me or pleasure me...and in the end, he alternated between both. I never crossed my fingers—well, maybe I did metaphorically, but only because I was hoping we'd do it again. I loved the feeling of totally giving up all control.
But there were bumps in the road. One time I ended up crying when he spanked me because it hurt, but I didn't want him to stop—I would have felt like I had failed. That's how we learned the importance of a safe word, and safety in general—no one wants to go to the ER with a sex injury. So we attended workshops in our area to test out things like rope tying or flogging. It sounds silly, but you want someone to know how to do these things right. And it's a sexy, out-of-the-box date night that almost always guarantees sex once you're home.
We don't have BDSM-based sex every time, but having it as an option has added a much different layer to our bond. For one, it forces us to be honest with each other. When you're engaging in BDSM, you have to be entirely in the moment. There's no faking it. There's also a level of vulnerability—we have the power to literally hurt each other, so we trust that the other will listen when we use a safe word, or we can talk about things afterward if they didn't go the way we planned.
That said, BDSM isn't for everyone, and I worry that people may rush into it without any research. We played around with different aspects of domination and submission for almost a year before we incorporated impact toys like paddles, and we're still learning about what we both enjoy. Some couples take cooking classes—we learn how to tie each other up. And if it makes us feel more connected, well, what could be bad about that?
The Expert Take If you and your partner watched Fifty Shades of Grey and left feeling more curious about the sex style, experts say it really can enhance your bond—and your communication skills will get a major workout. But before you beef up the bondage, follow these three tips :
Talk about it first. "Before anything happens, discuss your boundaries," suggests Rachel Kramer Bussel , editor of The Big Book of Submission. "Talk about things you'd love to try, things you're on the fence about, and things that are absolutely off limits." Also, be aware that these boundaries may shift when you explore them in real life, so setting up a safe word—one you'd never typically use in the bedroom, like "hockey," so there's no confusion—is key to making sure everyone's comfortable as you explore.
Start super slow. "Bondage and submission is more mental than physical, which a lot of people don't realize," says Charley Ferrer , a clinical sexologist based in New York City. "Instead of handcuffs, try toilet paper as a restraint. Knowing you're able to get out can relieve anxiety, but you'll still experience the mental thrill of feeling like you're tied down." As you become more experienced, you can advance to "tougher" restraints and toys.
Take a class. The popularity of classes on BDSM-based is currently booming across the country, and they can help teach major skills in safety and communication. Call around to local sex classes, or search your area online, to find the perfect fit.
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