When I was first offered the chance to try cupping I jumped at it. However, before that I hadn’t even considered it to be something I’d try. I’d never heard of it in a kink context, it was only something I’d heard about in a holistic therapy setting. But I’m not one to turn down a new experience so try it I did and it was an amazing feeling.
I love the preparation that usually happens outside of my line of sight. I hear the alcohol being sprayed into the cup, then I hear the forceps, holding a cotton wool ball, clinking against the glass as he makes sure the alcohol coats the cup and finally I hear the alcohol being ignited. That final part always fucks with my head. In the back of my mind I’m expecting the fire to burn as he places the cup against my skin. It doesn’t. Sometimes I feel a slight warmth, sometimes I feel just the cool glass.
I’ve never tried suction cups and I definitely want to give them a go. To feel the gradual build up of the suction rather than the instant effect the fire cups have. I think both will work in different ways. The mind fuck of the fire definitely gets into my head but I think the same could be said of the slower build up too.
I love the way my skin feels tight and pinched in the cups, the way he tugs on them pulling my skin tighter making them feel bruised and achy.
I’ve never given much thought to the holistic therapy side of cupping until recently, I don’t necessarily buy into the health benefits of cupping but recently I’ve been told it leaves me very calm and relaxed.
So this time round I thought I’d test this theory and ask for a caning whilst I had the cups on. Because I don’t mark, I convince myself I’m a wuss and just can’t take pain like other people can. However, I was absolutely delighted with the marks he very quickly left behind. Maybe there is some truth to how calm the cups make me, I was in such a good head space I was able to take far more than I usually can.
Maybe I need to use them more often to calm the raging storm that often swirls around in my head.