Tantric ASMR

Time alone is a rare, blissful treat, so this morning I took a few minutes to commune with my pleasure. For almost nine minutes, my body barely moves as I narrow my focus to a single point just beneath my fingers. Join me for the ride.

It's Dry January, and for this Tantric Dominatrix that means no sex. According to my rules (who else is going to tell me what to do?), I can kiss, cuddle, touch and be touched. So here in my first MLNP video, I'm slowly savoring the taste, scent and feel of my partner as we exchange energy while kissing and embracing. No one came. No one complained either. I hope you enjoy as much as we did. p.s. peep the cameo by my red Thinx #period panties. ;)

It was a hot summer night after our #RealWorldSex Watch Party (monthly, every 20th!) and we were in the dungeon, so we decided to get sweaty. If you're curious about wearing latex clothes, this video shows you almost every reason why it's so much fun.

This is the final of four videos captured from a two hour lovemaking session between me and my gimp. All of it is unscripted and all of it is Tantric. During the first few minutes, we playfully use each others bodies to stretch before getting back to business. It’s a sweet, quiet moment that slips into body worship. With explosive results.

Who says play can’t be intimate? My heart is open as I feel my ugly boy’d tongue glide over the soles of my feet. Again, and again and again… It’s truly Tantric.

When I worship myself, I take my time. I slowly savor the feel of my skin beneath my hands. I take my time expressing gratitude for every part I touch. I patiently offer myself blessings of acceptance. And my time is well spent. At the peak of my worship, the purest pleasure washes over me again and again. In these moments, I am fully one with myself. And nothing is more divine than that.

Every single part of my body deserves love, so I end my daily bath ritual with a slow, deliberate oil massage. I begin at my feet, caressing the oil upwards towards my heart, and with each intentional breath, I inhale the scent of my skin kissed with lavender and vibrating with arousal. Spend the morning with me?

I contain multitudes. Today, I'm less Domme. More mom. It's a (mostly) quiet Saturday afternoon and hubby and I have escaped to my loft for some alone time. We take our time reacclimating to each other. We chat, touch playfully and slowly sink into our rhythm. That is, until we're interrupted. This isn't our first (or 100th) interruption, so we find our way back quickly. ...Until the neighbors get noisy. The hour long timestamp on this video is proof we weren't deterred. Enjoy.

I love hiking in woods with my gimp. Especially when he's hungry.

Hubby and I love the power struggle of edging together. This particular morning, we decided to have a quick, mostly clothed, mostly quiet session while Captain CB was distracted in the other room in remote class. #PandemicLife Things get really intense at the end, when hubby's pounding and prolonged eye contact triggered a delicious Tantric wave of emotion that brought me to tears. Did you see my MLNP tee? You can get one of your own here: www.teepublic.com/user/makelovenotporn/t-shirts