John Brownstone and I have a new game we play – not often, but enough. And it gets us both hot.
He pins me down or against a wall or just against him, and he teases and torments me with his tongue and his fingers. I squeal and fight against him. He holds me closer. I “fight” against ravishment. I really am struggling – we both walk away with ragged breath and tender parts. It’s exciting, erotic, and makes us want to rip each other’s clothes off – sometimes we do.
Silly me, I did an images search for “ravish.” A few things….
- A lot of authors use “ravish” in the title of their books.
- There’s actually a book called “Ravished by the Triceratops” – dinosaur erotica…really?!
- Ravishment humor is real. And apparently, I find it hilarious. (The second one is for my friends who love tentacle erotica.)
For the record, in case anyone was getting themselves worked up to be outraged, when he “ravishes” me, I have the option of a safeword at all times. If I truly didn’t want things to continue, I’d use it. That’s why ravishment can be part of our play – consent is involved. Ravishment without consent? That’s called rape.
All images via Google Images
R is for ravishment. I’m just tired enough at this point in the month that I have no brain power for a long, in-depth explanation of ravishment, what it means for us, and why it’s so hawt. Let’s just say, if you’re willing, it’s erotic as fuck. And it gets the heart rate up and the endorphins pumping. That can be fun, too.
Great “R” word!
Might be my favorite one!
I keep reading and wanting to comment (but I tend of late to read in bed and i loathe trying to type out a cohesive comment on my phone!)…just know i’m here and continuing to send whammies and white light energies to you and JB.
This was awesome. I have really lurid rape fantasies…the idea of “ravishment” is pretty neat! The tentacle pic was *hysterical*…!!!!!
Thanks for your posts…they make me think, and smile and go “hmmmm”…I’m still here reading even when I don’t always have time to comment (at some point I will chronicle my current life chaos…but writing it now would just be depressing! Let’s just leave it at “dentists” (yes, multiple) and be done with it!)
Love and light to you, kayla!
Awww, I understand completely nilla. Life keeps kicking our ass over here, too. ((HUGS))
For the record, you were one of the first people I thought of when I saw the tentacle pic. 😀
Mmmm, Mmmm, Mmmm, I loves me a good ravishment. Feeling helpless and powerless and being taken is bliss.
Bliss is the right word for it. 🙂
This sounds delicious which makes JB sound absolutely delicious, you lucky girl! If only we could clone him.. hehehe.. or does he perchance have a brother with similar likes who would love to move to Canada? LOL But really, love the “R” word today. *sigh*
Le sigh, no brother, but cloning does sound nice. 🙂
I am a lucky girl, and he is QUITE delicious.
FUCK YES!
That was what I said. 😉
Yep. That’s what I’m talking about!
I know, right??
[…] Ravishment. We were blown away. After we’d taken the quiz and almost forgot our box was on the way, we started playing with this concept. We didn’t talk about it. We didn’t negotiate. But we began to experiment. He held me down while I squealed and “fought” – we both loved it. He pinned me to walls and I whimpered – and it was hot. […]