But there is a brutal efficiency, a speed and seriousness to handcuffs, especially the hinged kind.

The mood strikes you, and in an instant, he’s helpless.

…hanging victims from ceilings…

Suffice to say that it’s just useful.

That said, rope bondage is very much a core expression of my sexuality, and finding the opportunities for play (and any interaction, really) between two people really boils down to finding the ways to combine both people’s wants so that the experience is mutually rewarding…in whatever way that means, of course.

(Disclaimer: I’ve done more winking than I intended in this comment.)

@Maymay: Thank you. Yeah, I find it really interesting the range of diversity in a sexuality that is essentially a subculture of a subculture. One might assume everything is fairly homogeneous (certainly femdom porn would have you think so… *twitch*), but in reality what is relevant and meaningful for each person’s expression of dominance and submission (insert other sexuality as needed) is going to range the whole human spectrum just like anything else. Table-flipping/comeuppance just happens to be a big part of mine (then there’s the purely aesthetic factor of rope over all those lovely body parts).

Nevertheless, that reality does provide ample fuel for my fantasies, wherein gender-bias can be played with safely and freely. I like those fantasies, and I like exploring such masturbatory thoughts.

Anyway, beyond that intellectualizing, let me also just say that this post was in the range of ZOMGHAWT. Kthxbai.

And to accept the gag, because then there are no safe words.