Feather Teasing — From Fluffy to Frenzy

Feathered Restraints & Feather-Induced Ecstasy

 

It was one of the evenings when we were just going to have a good time. Tasty dinner, wine, nice music, and candles. This time, my boyfriend suggested exploring sensation play in bed. It intrigued me, especially because I was wondering about the various fetishes involved.

After we had eaten and drunk two glasses of wine, my boyfriend grabbed my hands and led me to bed. I saw that there were already two bandanas ready on the next table. I wondered what he needed them for. Soon, my questions would be answered. When, during a passionate kiss, he stripped me down to my stockings, lace, perfectly cut thong, and bra, then asked me to lie down.

Exploring Sensation Play with Feathers

I did, and he grabbed my wrist with one hand. He reached for the bandanas and began tying me to the bed. Is this how we would play? I rubbed my foot against my calf, feeling the tension rise inside me.

“You don’t know what awaits you yet,” he laughed, then tied my other hand to the frame. I lay crucified, looking at him sweetly.

“Will you hurt me now?” I blinked innocently, making puppy eyes at him.

“You’ll be tortured,” he smirked and then walked over to the closet. He opened it and pulled down a large, fluffy feather. An ostrich plume. I took a deep breath. That was not what I expected when he mentioned exploring sensation play.

“Oh, my,” I squeaked, and he smirked at me. Of course, I was only his in bed, but my dark hair and smooth skin fit this image perfectly. I was even more amazed by the fact that he also took a whip from the wardrobe, which I had not seen before. I started fidgeting a bit restlessly. Excited and a bit scared.

Devotion and Desire: Exploring Sensation Play

He, on the other hand, walked over to the bed without saying anything. My feet were rubbing against the sheets in unbearable anticipation of what was to come. First, he brought the feather to my calf and began to slide it over my skin. Pleasant tickling sent shivers down my body, even though the feather was caressing me ever-so-slightly.

I watched intently as he ran the feather across my skin. It traveled slowly up my leg, and I felt the tickling first approach my knee, then higher up the thigh. As if something small was running over me and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. Suddenly, there was a crack, and I felt a sharp sting of pain on my thigh as a welt bloomed on it. There was an explosion of all my senses, which made me whimper. The second crack of pain dominated my thoughts again. I looked at him with slightly glazed eyes. I was a bit afraid, but exploring sensation play also excited me.

He smiled broadly and began to caress these places with his feather. Now I understood. The pain roused me and the feather; the feather fired a lust within me that I had never felt before. My thighs clenched tightly. My panties were all wet— I felt that I was almost leaking!

Feather Tease and Denial: A Unique Twist on Edge Play

Crack! This time the whip hit my breasts. There were delicate stripes on the exposed skin. I didn’t have time to fully feel the first strike before the second kissed my skin. The tickle of the feather was like a lotion, soothing the sting. I bit my lips and closed my eyes, giving myself over to exploring sensation play and these caresses.

But the best was yet to come. I felt my panties being ripped off me. I looked at my boyfriend as he pressed them against his face and sniffed them. He knew how to excite me and understood that everything he did was showing me how I turned him on.

He reached into a drawer where he kept the straps, then tied my ankles to the bedframe with them so that my legs were open. This time, he only took the feather in his hand. The still-throbbing stripes on my thighs were sensitive to his touch. But this time, he did not stop at them.

The delicate ostrich feather went higher and higher until it finally touched my pubic mound. I struggled and tried to free myself, feeling this unbearable delight, that teasing that made me want so much to experience fulfillment. I groaned, begging him to lead me. He was still teasing me. The feather never touched my slit. But he did it; exploring sensation play. Before that night, I had never experienced anything like it in my life. I’ve never been so fully aroused before as I was this evening.

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