The current Kink of the Week is temperature play; a fairly broad subject really that depending on your kink might include wax play, fire play, ice play and body heat or cold play and a multitude of various combinations thereof. However this is my take on temperature play and as I have written about wax play already for Kink of the week this post is going to be about the other end of the temperature spectrum; cold.
If you are a regular reader here you will know that I hate the cold. I was not built to withstand it in any way shape or form. When most people are happy to wear a t-shirt you will still find me with my sweater on. I was one of the few people I know who was very happy with the heat in Las Vegas in June. I was clearly born in the wrong country.
I hate the cold so much and it is such a turn off for me that ‘making me cold’ is actually on my hard limits list and we have been to the odd event where I have ended up stopping play because the cold just interfered too much with my ability to be in the right space both mentally and physically for me to engage with the scene. All I can think about is the cold, my battle with it, the discomfort it causes me and the need for it to go away. It is just one of those things that I cannot ignore and carry and on regardless. It makes me feel vulnerable, miserable and grumpy and there is nothing sexy or kinky about that for me at all!
So cold is a big no for me unless it involves ice and a glass dildo. Did you know that ice buckets in hotel rooms are provided just for this use? No one expects you to put a bottle of wine or champagne in it. I know that is what they all show in their promotional materials but they are just trying to fool you into buying stupid expensive alcohol from their room service menu and they clearly have no idea of the true nature of romance because it is not in a champagne bottle but in an ice chilled beautifully sculpted glass dildo that will heat and chill you in almost equal mind numbing measures.
If you have never tried it then my opinion is you are missing out. So many woman have said to me that thought of it makes their bits shrivel up in horror but really it is the most intensely amazing consuming sensation. The first thing is cold, really breath-taking cold but I find that my body responds instantly by flooding the area with lots of hot blood to counteract that and create a delicious burst of heat and as the glass slowly glides its way into me, pushing its chilled self into my heat that battle rages and the result can quite literally have me gasping for air. It is not unlike that pain pleasure boundary in that there is a moment when your body seems to be telling you that something is wrong but if you just hang on a moment or two I find my body does everything it can sort it out for me and it that reaction that is so worth hanging in there for.
I love hotel rooms for so many different reasons but I especially love the ones that have an ice bucket in them and an ice dispenser conveniently located down the hall. I have no idea what the maid thinks when she comes to do the room though, as I am really bad at remembering that maybe some people use ice buckets for other not so dirty things.
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