I am home from hospital which is really great. Now I begin recovering in earnest. I got a touch of pneumonia while there, which delayed things no end. Part of my recovery was to charge around the nurses station in my wheel chair which I did with as much gusto as I could muster. I terrorised the nurses!

As you must know by now my body has taken a strange route. I can’t use my legs. I don’t believe it will last forever as I lost the ability to walk with the first operation but I got as far as walking between two bars and with crutches. The second operation has done the same thing.

Though I don’t believe it is permanent it does make you question what would my sex life be without the use of my legs?

Well everything north of my waist works just fine so nothing has changed with all that. Right now orgasm’s are difficult to obtain but honestly that doesn’t bother me because I am submissive and to serve my darling S. is one of my greatest pleasures. However things are different for Sir. He loves to give me an abundance of orgasms. He finds it hard to simply receive. He has spent almost a lifetime learning how to give pleasure and I am not going to try and change him now, ❤

Thinking about, it I can still be tied up. Mainly the upper torso but I think it would be dangerous to bind my legs, other than my ankles being lightly tied because I can’t feel my legs but I can feel my feet so if they are tied too tight I can tell. Oddly the thought of having my ankles tied appeals even though I can’t move my legs. It somehow completes a tie.

The biggest thing I have to be aware of is if you can’t use your legs you have to take care where you sit. Legs are the things you use to keep your balance. If I start to tip over I could fall.

Being flogged… mmmmm. Last time when my legs started acting up I got the feeling back in my right buttock but not my left so a spanking was a little one sided. It was strange and funny all at the same time.

I have to admit, writing all of this down leaves me feeling a little vulnerable. I think it is because being disabled (even for a short time) makes my sexuality more exotic. I don’t think I could be with a person who finds fucking disabled people erotic but that is just me. There is no judgement in that at all. I also know I have to trust my darling with all of this but there is no chance he will take advantage of me. There it is… trust in all its glory.

I think what I am trying to convey is that life throws us curve balls and it is how we handle it that matters. Make the most of what you have and not what you don’t. A kiss is still a kiss in all it’s glory. There is beauty and love in a single caress.

Life is right there so grasp it and never let it slip away.

kitten

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Ooooo I just thought about something, I can have as many tattoos on my legs as I want cos I won’t feel a thing!

 

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