Sensual is my favorite word, a word that immediately conjures images of silk flowing over bare skin, smooth rope just brushing the tip of my nipple, rose petals across my cheeks, a cool breeze on my naked body. This is a word that makes me clench between the legs at the thought of what it brings with it. When I hear the word, it is like it is echoed in a whisper, calling to me, reminding me to stop and enjoy the moment before it is gone.

These thoughts are crazy, I know; but the magic of touch is awe inspiring. Take one night and shut out the world with a blindfold. Do nothing more than spend the night focusing on this specific sense, using different things to arouse your partner, to give them soft, silky, hot and cold, rough, spiky, painful. From candle wax to flogging, entice every inch of their skin, push your partner to their breaking point and then make them delve deeper to enjoy more. Enjoy watching their nipples get hard, their legs get wet and the hair on their skin dance as their body begs for more. Fantasize about what they are feeling and you may find your orgasm reaching new heights.

Sensual is what made spanking and bondage appealing. The thought of the smack as the rubber implement hits my ass or the feel of the leather as the flogger rips across my back. My favorite thought, is the feeling of the rope as it is wrapped slowly and seductively around my body, as if Chris is creating an erotic piece of art with such discipline and patience that a masterpiece will be born.

Ahh, he knows me so well to make my body squirm and wiggle as it grapples with an explosion of the senses that only can be achieved through this form of touch.

And so, for my favorite word, I have chosen a picture of one of my favorite spanking models, one who in every word invokes sensuality with her face and her touch. In this picture the is very smirkishly biting sweet Sarah’s nipple. There is something about the way Kailee swings a paddle as if trying not so much to create pain, but to tantalize your ass into enjoying the spanking.

My husband has mentioned several times this year of his desire for me to top. I think my enjoyment as a bottom had more than sparked his curiosity. I smiled and said ok, but truthfully I was terrified. Topping, being a domme takes a certain amount of self-confidence, a true inner-power. As open as I am sexually, I am clearly lacking in the self-assurance department. I didn’t know if I could hold a straight face and enforce discipline, treating Chris like my sex slave being powerful and cocky at the same time.

I spent time planning different things I could do and ways to bind him to the bed so that he would still be accessible to me in every position I desired. I prepared for the evening, hoping to surprise him with a long and sensual session that would give him the full experience of losing all control. I still couldn’t go through with it, something kept holding me back. I finally decided if I was going to fulfill my husbands deepest fantasy I would have to work on building my self-confidence.

I have purchased the book The Mistress Manual: The Good Girl’s Guide to Female Dominance and I look forward to giving you a full review and a followup to what will hopefully be a very successful session.

What do you think makes a top? What inspires you as a domme?