Knife play is something I’ve always wanted to try but so far it has eluded us. I’m not quite sure why if I’m being honest. It can be a form of sensation play, we often play with sensations so that’s not new to us. Or it can be a form of edge play, we play with needles so we know about that. However, unlike needles, one slip with a knife and far more damage can be inflicted.
Perhaps it is the risk that makes The Keeper more wary about trying it, which I find completely understandable. Maybe I should just buy him a pretty knife and see what happens.
When I told him about the prompt and started thinking of photos to accompany the post I lamented not having a pretty knife we could use. He told me we have plenty of pretty knives. Now, I do not count a kitchen knife as pretty but to him they are. When I talk about pretty knives I’m talking about something with oil slick, rainbow colouring.
Off he went to the kitchen whilst I undressed, I reclined on the bed like an Egyptian Queen and awaited his return. He appeared at the bedroom door with a cleaver in his hands. I scrambled up the bed in surprise telling him he wasn’t coming anywhere near me with that. Once false move and I’d lose a limb!
After telling me not to worry and to trust him, which I do, I took a deep breath and he laid the cleaver on my stomach. What happens then? Well my body betrayed me, my nipples hardened and my clit pulsed. As he moved it around into different positions the reaction was the same each time, fear, holding my breath and yet my body seemed to love every minute.
Does this mean we’ll get ourselves a more realistic knife for playing? Oh I do hope so.