Sex Story of the Week: "Fernanda on Sexual Boundage "

By Anne Grizza
Psychologist

Fernanda is such a lovely girl, with many friends and a boyfriend. She used to be forthcoming until when she herself came across with sexual bondage. And just for the record, bondage consists of letting oneself being subdued by someone else, through cordage, slings, cuffs or any other sexual-device likely to restrain motion. Plus, left hanging for hours in somewhat awkward position, as trapped, seems the thing to do when bondage means the bottom line. 

Her boyfriend had to put up with it a couple of times, till` the day she whished it would become mainstay. From then on, starts to go clubbing where she could pull out someone up for sharing her exquisite sexual taste. Never gets to the point of becoming attached to none of them nightstands though, never mind all the sexual indulgence she managed to derive from it.

Whenever her boyfriend is about, tries to have him grabbing her by the wrists or holds still, while he does all the hard work. Motionless, places her hands underneath her body just to make it a little harder on themselves.

Though, landing on her sexual pursue has becoming a lot harder without cordage-aid or fantasizing about it either, in which point got her even deeper into suiting herself.

Some occasion, Fernanda remained tied up upside down for hours and then begins to feel rough towards the end.  Some other time, is tied up so tighten that her thighs went all purpled then gets way with it by telling that had fall off. On top of that Fernanda got into buying rent boys for her own sexual indulgence sake, which proved financially detrimental. The lump she kept aside for buying herself a car just went out of the window.

Fernanda took guys in who pinched her money, locked herself in and missed work shift, apart from getting beaten up so hard that could barely walk. None of which got her into seeking advice, once the bondage itself comes across as the best ever in fabrics of sexual indulgence as far as she is concerned. 

More than ever Fernanda has been out and about on the look out for sexual partners, wasting her time all the while for that reason. Does not go out with her boyfriend and peers any longer, rather keeps to herself. At work, her boss already noticed that by her lagging output and from she visiting sex spots on the net, which is not allowed.

Fernanda partakes in a bondage group, all of which are really into it. What they’re missing though, is that it means some kind of sadomasochist tendency and so dangerous in itself. Exposure duration, fitness conditions, grip intensity, certified plastic bags, safer sex approach, even death itself. All of which depend on how tight ties would be then and the elapsed time while under it.

Her fantasies don’t seem to work, she’s desperately to get herself back into the game, in what got bobbing her boyfriend ankles` yet wearing her out somehow . She can’t help the feeling. It begins to nag but still, she refused to seek out help.

Bondage isn’t considered sexual disorder, just falls under sadomasochist approach otherwise. It’s anything like sadomasochism although it could become obsessive if rendered itself the only sexual resort. Besides, accounts on death of participants, ultimately asphyxiation, aren’t rare.  

There’s nothing wrong in off chance trials. As part of the so-called spice it up. What can’t be healthy is like in the Fernanda`s case, taxed her lifestyle in exchange of self-indulgence, which rendered bondage for her highly detrimental.

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