This month I’d like to dispel a prejudice: Being a fan of BDSM (Bondage & Discipline, Dominance & Submission, Sadism & Masochism) doesn’t necessarily mean that all games have to include special physical intensity. There is also soft SM, which includes the golden shower.
What matters in BDSM is the relationship that the play partners have or want to build with each other. The intensity of the external experiences can be adjusted like a light dimmer according to individual needs. I have already had encounters that took place without any physical experiences, because the threat of punishment can be enough. Mental cinema by an SM master – that simply rocks.
Soft SM and golden showers with Thomas
Of course, it was exciting when a slave was hanging from the ceiling with two other female dominatrixes in the residence of Studio Avalon (= the biggest studio in Berlin) and was whipped bloody with two meter long bullwhips. But I also appreciate (often even more) the subtle play. Like this one with Thomas (not the man in the picture).
Thomas, about 35, is a classic „get-it-done“ type in a big company. He has been working there for a long time and has been sensing a stagnation as well as a growing need to experience sexuality in a completely different way.
For beginners, I always like to take the warmer room on the second floor. There are lots of candles, curtains and a beautiful old wooden floor. Again, I use one of my favorite tools: absence. My client is told over the intercom to come upstairs and stand in the middle of the room with her back to the door.
Especially in this case, when the clients already know me, the tool is very nice. Thomas‘ „mental cinema“ goes crazy when he has to be alone in the room to acclimatize. His eyes will inevitably wander to the whips on the wall, then to the desk, and finally to the stretching bench, where I have already placed some nice toys as a precaution.
As I entered the room, I could already see him trembling. I approach him from behind and whisper in his ear, „Close your eyes.“ Now I begin to smell him. Yes, exactly! To really smell him – like a predator inspecting its prey. And somehow I feel the same, because Thomas belongs to ME today.
I like the smell, so I continue to smell him as a matter of course: hair, ears, neck, nape of the neck… Thomas moans for the first time when he notices my sniffing in his ears. But he stays where he is – he doesn’t start to play with me, no, he knows that he is there for me, not the other way around.
I now blindfold him, step in front of him, open his shirt and loudly enjoy his cute little pink nipples: „So delicious! Would you like to give me your body today? Can I play with those little nipples?“
This is followed by an uncertain, hesitant „yes“ from him, which I’m sure is due to his nervousness.
I’m happy to take it anyway, „I want you to do that louder, kid! Otherwise I’ll get the big whip off the wall and show you how it works!“
„Yes, sir! My body is yours…. I’m yours today,“ he whines loudly. Okay, we sound a little gooey, but it just serves its purpose, as I feel complete devotion through such words – which in turn captivates me.
I pull his pants down and his stiff lollipop almost pops up under my chin. I expertly tie off his best piece and also put light clamps on his nipples. So nicely done, he can finally look at me. He blinks a little and looks at me a little anxiously.
I play with his body very gently and combine it with caresses. We go all the way with this mixture and look deep into each other’s eyes again and again. Looking into each other’s eyes means „connecting with each other“ and that’s what it’s all about – what gives us a kick, what makes energies flow.
After a while, I even combine my shenanigans with the prospect of him getting a kiss. At the first meeting I didn’t kiss him, although the chemistry was really good. Everything in its own time.
I slowly move my mouth over his while squeezing his balls tighter and tighter with my hand. He gets the hint and holds out longer than he thinks, because of the prospect of finally being allowed to kiss me. He even masters the nipple chain and this inconspicuous object is already spinning nicely.
When he finally makes me feel that I can be proud of him, I reward him: I kiss him passionately, but instinctively want to squeeze his balls and his cock tightly together to express our special bond.
Golden shower as part of soft SM
The second part of our game is the most exciting for him: the golden shower. This is what a professional should prepare. Coffee, beer or asparagus before are taboo, because they make „it“ taste bitter. Unless you want to torture the slave a bit (see my post about body odor). If you just want to be a toilet, take „what you get“ – or accept the bitter aftertaste as a challenge.
For those who want to try a golden shower, of course I recommend drinking lots of clear water. If you want to spoil your partner, try pure pineapple juice or light tea, which will also give you a mild taste. The lighter the urine, the less sediment there is and the better it tastes and smells.
Thomas, as I said, is a bit softer and enjoys the fun with the warm, personal wet. Oh, I can do that too! Some people can’t pee at all when someone is watching, or have to let it go „all at once“ when it’s running.
I can portion it out. First I give him a drop on the finger. This is looked at respectfully and then licked. Then out with the tongue, because there is something special to put on it, and we talk about how it tastes. I love this situation when I have my completely naked slaves kneeling before me in the shower while I’m in a suit or full leather outfit. I give him a first longer jet on the chest and he rubs the golden shower into his skin. If your play partner likes you, then he does it automatically without you having to say it.
Then we run it down the back. It’s really a great feeling. I stop and let him beg for more. Finally, some of it hits the wide open mouth. I hear it bubble, followed by the familiar swallowing sound. Good boy, Thomas!
A few more times until I have expelled about half of my light body juice. Then it’s time for the climax of the golden shower game: The literal golden shower. I pour myself on every inch of his body: hair, face, genitals, legs, arms… everything has to be covered with my urine.
Thomas is now allowed to jerk off under the golden shower. He waits with his orgasm until I have really shot out the last drop. I can understand that, because who wants to waste anything?
