Surfing the (non-)consent line: real life experiences from subs

[MtrFmd]

I'm curious about real-life experiences that surfed the line between non-consent and ultimate pleasure.

When did you go from "Oh god, please don't do X to me!" to "It's challenging but X really turns me on", maybe even to "Please, give me more, I need X so badly!"?

Any journey where you went from genuinely scared/repulsed to being super turned on by a specific practice/experience. Subs only!

I'll give you my experience (feel free to ignore and share yours directly):

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I had a girlfriend who I couldn't have regular sex with due to medical reasons. Basically, she was bleeding most of the time and therefore always wore panties with a pad.

I was already into facesitting and being dominated that time. So, she would often ride my face (with her panties on obviously) and actually managed to come like this, while giving me a BJ.

I did like to have her covered pussy/ass in my face, but it also was a little kinky and challenging when I felt her pad pressed against my face. I always stayed away from bleeding pussies, and I haven't even seen one until this day. Certainly, I didn't want one in my mouth!

Of course, that pad protected me from being directly exposed to her. At the same time, it was a constant reminder of her state down there. Moreover, having your face forcefully pushed towards that area kind of countered the pad's protective function.

I couldn't help but wondering about questions like: How well do these pads actually work? How often do they need to be changed and how careful is she about that? How does it actually look down there? Could I smell something unusual?

In short, I was kind of scared of her pussy. However, that also added some spice to the domination game. She would often tie me up and torture me a bit. My fear of her pussy added to that and her dominance became more meaningful when she sat on my face.

One day, we were about to have our form of sex, when she told me excitedly that she thinks she is ok down there today. She went to the bathroom to check it and returned happily: all good!

Suddenly a new—and for us ground-breaking—option was on the table. For the first time in our relationship, she finally pulled down her panties in front of me.
The room was dark, so I couldn't see any details. From earlier discoveries (sometimes she would pull down her panties down a bit and let me lick her venus mound—danger close!), I knew that she shaved her upper part. But I could tell her actual pussy was rather bushy.

She slowly lowered herself down on my face. This time, without any domination. Instead, she was considerate and asked me if this was ok.

I wasn't sure actually. On the one hand, being finally exposed to this long-hidden part of hers made me super excited. On the other hand, my brain still had it categorized as forbidden territory. The fact that she had to first check herself didn't make me more confident. What exactly did she have to check? Ok, she probably wasn't actively bleeding but how clean or dirty was she down there? Was she concerned the bleeding could suddenly return? It scared me.

Torn between these conflicting emotions, I hesitantly gave my consent. However, I wasn't quite sure if I actually wanted this. I didn't really know what I was getting into. I guess what would have made sense was to let me carefully explore this new territory. But that wasn't what was on the table in that moment.

So, she lowered herself on my face, pussy pressed against my mouth. Still torn, I welcomed it, but also kept my mouth firmly close. She did her thing regardless, rubbing herself on my face until she came.
I avoided her juice inside of me, but her warm hairy wet pussy still wrapped around my mouth.

This became not only a ground-breaking moment for our mutual sex life, it was also our last. It has haunted and inspired me ever since. Almost 20 years later, meeting her again, so that she can get me to finally use my tongue on he, is one of my prime and most frequent fantasies.

I'm curious: Did anyone else have such memorable experiences that shaped your sex life?

 

[Vitriolhack]

Never with the medical issue you faced, but I have had many girlfriends who appreciated mounting my face and rubbing themselves on my face until they came.

One in particular, slightly older than me, would sit on th le sofa and have me eating her pussy as she held my head in place she was very fluid and would have big wet orgasms. She insisted on having my tongue fucking her. She taught me well! Should I meet her again, I would go down on her immediately should she demand it!

 

[Dearelliot]

My experiences are for the most part with professionals, and I often made my comfort zone clear, not that they always considered it. In the late 70s, I use to see an Icelandic lady in South Jersey, a pro Mistress, I have mentioned here often, and although we discussed limits, she felt that it was her responsibility to stretch them, and she did. I was tied, arms stretched up to the ceiling, legs cuffed at the ankles, and she sat on a stool in front of me with a little table by her side. On the table were a variety of implements she used to abuse me.
The second time with her, she used needles on the scrotum and penis. I had never had that before. She used the needles on the underside of my cock and it made me cum...
I can't remember well but I believe I was very frightened by the lady.
One day she introduced me to forced Bi, I never considered not doing what she told me to.

 

[MtrFmd]

My experiences are for the most part with professionals, and I often made my comfort zone clear, not that they always considered it. In the late 70s, I use to see an Icelandic lady in South Jersey, a pro Mistress, I have mentioned here often, and although we discussed limits, she felt that it was her responsibility to stretch them, and she did. I was tied, arms stretched up to the ceiling, legs cuffed at the ankles, and she sat on a stool in front of me with a little table by her side. On the table were a variety of implements she used to abuse me.
The second time with her, she used needles on the scrotum and penis. I had never had that before. She used the needles on the underside of my cock and it made me cum...
I can't remember well but I believe I was very frightened by the lady.
One day she introduced me to forced Bi, I never considered not doing what she told me to.

Thanks for sharing. Question is: did you enjoy it after all? I was genuinely afraid of my ex when it came to pain, but this was also very satisfying for me.

 

[MtrFmd]

Never with the medical issue you faced, but I have had many girlfriends who appreciated mounting my face and rubbing themselves on my face until they came.

One in particular, slightly older than me, would sit on th le sofa and have me eating her pussy as she held my head in place she was very fluid and would have big wet orgasms. She insisted on having my tongue fucking her. She taught me well! Should I meet her again, I would go down on her immediately should she demand it!

Was that a gradual process or did she demand this from you more or less from the start?

 

[Dearelliot]

Thanks for sharing. Question is: did you enjoy it after all? I was genuinely afraid of my ex when it came to pain, but this was also very satisfying for me.

It is what I want. I want to be afraid of her. Sexually! I want her to have the power to hurt me if I dont do as I'm told.

 

[Paul4play]

I'm curious about real-life experiences that surfed the line between non-consent and ultimate pleasure.

When did you go from "Oh god, please don't do X to me!" to "It's challenging but X really turns me on", maybe even to "Please, give me more, I need X so badly!"?

Any journey where you went from genuinely scared/repulsed to being super turned on by a specific practice/experience. Subs only!

I'll give you my experience (feel free to ignore and share yours directly):

---

I had a girlfriend who I couldn't have regular sex with due to medical reasons. Basically, she was bleeding most of the time and therefore always wore panties with a pad.

I was already into facesitting and being dominated that time. So, she would often ride my face (with her panties on obviously) and actually managed to come like this, while giving me a BJ.

I did like to have her covered pussy/ass in my face, but it also was a little kinky and challenging when I felt her pad pressed against my face. I always stayed away from bleeding pussies, and I haven't even seen one until this day. Certainly, I didn't want one in my mouth!

Of course, that pad protected me from being directly exposed to her. At the same time, it was a constant reminder of her state down there. Moreover, having your face forcefully pushed towards that area kind of countered the pad's protective function.

I couldn't help but wondering about questions like: How well do these pads actually work? How often do they need to be changed and how careful is she about that? How does it actually look down there? Could I smell something unusual?

In short, I was kind of scared of her pussy. However, that also added some spice to the domination game. She would often tie me up and torture me a bit. My fear of her pussy added to that and her dominance became more meaningful when she sat on my face.

One day, we were about to have our form of sex, when she told me excitedly that she thinks she is ok down there today. She went to the bathroom to check it and returned happily: all good!

Suddenly a new—and for us ground-breaking—option was on the table. For the first time in our relationship, she finally pulled down her panties in front of me.
The room was dark, so I couldn't see any details. From earlier discoveries (sometimes she would pull down her panties down a bit and let me lick her venus mound—danger close!), I knew that she shaved her upper part. But I could tell her actual pussy was rather bushy.

She slowly lowered herself down on my face. This time, without any domination. Instead, she was considerate and asked me if this was ok.

I wasn't sure actually. On the one hand, being finally exposed to this long-hidden part of hers made me super excited. On the other hand, my brain still had it categorized as forbidden territory. The fact that she had to first check herself didn't make me more confident. What exactly did she have to check? Ok, she probably wasn't actively bleeding but how clean or dirty was she down there? Was she concerned the bleeding could suddenly return? It scared me.

Torn between these conflicting emotions, I hesitantly gave my consent. However, I wasn't quite sure if I actually wanted this. I didn't really know what I was getting into. I guess what would have made sense was to let me carefully explore this new territory. But that wasn't what was on the table in that moment.

So, she lowered herself on my face, pussy pressed against my mouth. Still torn, I welcomed it, but also kept my mouth firmly close. She did her thing regardless, rubbing herself on my face until she came.
I avoided her juice inside of me, but her warm hairy wet pussy still wrapped around my mouth.

This became not only a ground-breaking moment for our mutual sex life, it was also our last. It has haunted and inspired me ever since. Almost 20 years later, meeting her again, so that she can get me to finally use my tongue on he, is one of my prime and most frequent fantasies.

I'm curious: Did anyone else have such memorable experiences that shaped your sex life?

This is an arousing and intriguing story that reflects your situation.
My situation was different.
My wife had disabling menstrual cramps. Very early in our relationship we learned that orgasms gave her substantial relief from the pain. We began with our hands and toys, and eventually had full sexual activities while she was bleeding. We had intercourse and yes, we had oral. Indeed, we enjoyed 69 with her on top during her flow. No pads or tampons. During this time her labia and clit were engorged and velvety, and highly sensitive! It was playful, erotic, and orgasmic. Now, she is in menopause and we continue with our playful sex life.