
The January prompt for Sinful Sunday is Senses. Now then, there are seven senses. Sight, touch, taste, smell, hearing are the ones everybody knows. The next two are vestibular (involving movement and balance) and proprioception (knowing where our bodies are in space). After that we are down to (un) common sense, sense of self and sense of humour.
With ten senses to explore I had a great idea…
Flicking through my folders I found a number of amazing photos. All of which would work so well around a favourite kink of mine- sensory deprivation. It really is such a joy to be shut off from one of those senses. But the accompanying words just wouldn’t come together. I could have spoken about the sensory differences in my neurodiverse household, but this wouldn’t have made a great Sinful Sunday post. Which just left the last three.
As it turns out, there was a picture…
1001011 is a fabulous rigger and a bit of a meanie. One that is pretty well practised at sadistic rope. We caught up for a gentle session shortly before Christmas and he dangled me from a piece of rope. I promise, I’ll share this at some point soon. When he let me down I asked to go up again- [giggle] “That was so much fun- again, again!” we tried something similar but completely different. This second one was only a short flight, and when I landed this time he was quick to tie me into a ball. It was then that he started tipping me over, hoisting me back up again, dragging me round before tipping me over again. Both of us rolling around on the floor (literally and figuratively) at the absolute silliness of my predicament!
“A sense of humour keen enough to show a man his own absurdities will keep him from commission of all sins, or nearly all, save those worth committing.”
Samuel Butler
There is a lot of laughter in my life these days.
Twelve years of marriage to a man who said I had no sense of humour, followed by seven years of building evidence to the contrary. Sir opened my eyes to the fact that life should be fun. His ability to make me belly laugh never ceases to amaze me. The dry wit which he possesses matches my own, diffuses anger, upset and confusion. But there are so many more with whom I share laughs. You’ve met lots of them here, but there are many more besides.
I’m starting the year as I mean to go on, by sharing my sense of humour.
A Sense of Humour And Sadistic Rope was shared for Sinful Sunday. Click the lips to see what everyone else is up to.
If you’d like to see what happens when the shoe is on the other foot then try this post: More Than A Masochist. It seems sadistic rope tickles my sense of humour, whichever way it presents itself.
From the story of how the barefoot sub became the woman she is today, to toy reviews, with a hefty dose of contemplation, a sprinkling of erotica and a LOT of nudity in between, you can be sure to find something to tickle your fancy at A Leap Of Faith.
This is a fab photo and I can’t imagine how it would feel to be bound and moved around like that. I can imagine the effect on your senses though. I am so pleased you are having so much fun. Laughter is what it is all about. I wish you so many more laughs for the year to come. Missy x
Thank you Missy, there are plans afoot for more mischievous fun in the coming months. I really hope that it inspires others to laugh and play too. N xx
Love the image and am in awe that you can laugh while in that position. Happy New Year xx
I’m not sure I could have not laughed in this position. It was utterly ridiculous, and such good fun N x
Amazing. I don’t think I could stay curled up like that for long. I love that we can see you are laughing though. Happy kink is my favourite
Molly
I was surprised at how long I lasted (I eventually got myself free) but he always has a fast escape plan built into each tie so had I needed out he could have swiftly released me. However, it was utterly daft, being bundled up so small!
That image is really beautiful for so many reasons. First I was amazed at the tight little ball you are tied into, then the colors in the image, but most of all the fun you are having. The smile we can see says it all!
~ Marie xox
When I decided against the sensory style posts in favour of this photo I had your comment from dining out with Loki in my head. It was a tight ball, but utterly wonderful fun! I hope that 2022 has plenty more moments like these, for you too! N xx
I love it! My (brand new) husband and I were talking the other day about how we’ve laughed before/during/after sex more with each other than ever before. It’s a wonderful feeling. <3
Congratulations on your marriage, what wonderful news!
Life is better when there is fun and laughter. Long may yours continue
You look so utterly happy here… love this <3 XOXO
Oh Nora, it was such fun! Every time I settled the meanie would drag e somewhere different. With friends like these…
The world being what it is, a sense of humor is imperative. Sadly, it seems humor is a dying art, because too many people have become so damned sensitive about everything. I, for one, am all for relaxing and taking shit in stride…with a laugh, of course. And fuck ’em if they can’t take a joke. Sarcasm, goofiness, dark humor, dry wit…we need more of all of this to combat the daily din of crazy 🤪.
Exactly! We should write a manifesto of fun!
Life is short, and there is so much we must do. Enjoying our time on this planet feels more important than ever. Perhaps my love of Mary Poppins sums it up “find the fun and… snap! The jobs a game” though I don’t imagine the pristine magic nanny would have been amused at this! 🤣
Oh goodness … that is an amazing photo. Amazing flexibility on your behalf … and amazing rope !!!
But, it is your smile that gets me tingling the most. Just LOVELY !!!
Xxx – K
I have no idea how you fold yourself up like that but the giggling is definitely infectious!
It was a gradual tightening of the rope, he was definitely in control of the fold! (Plus having a flat chest makes the space needed much smaller)