You crave something fresh-something new and sexually foreign. You want to escape the rhythm of your sex life and tantalize yourself with an entirely erotic encounter. You've talked about role play for a while, teasing each other with glimpses of the fantasies teeming inside you. You have the reciprocal desire to briefly abandon the everyday of your relationship and toy with a sensual deviation from routine. Tonight you take that step, and slip into someone else.
The idea of the sexy policewoman elicits more than a pleasant tingle under your flesh. You can feel the aggressive and seductive control of having a dangerous yet tempting suspect in your custody. He eagerly agrees to this vision, anxious to be lost in the titillating fantasy and bear witness to your transformation. You clearly lay out the boundaries for your roles and leave monotony at the bedroom door.
Let the character crawl into your flesh, let it break you from expectation. You can say whatever you want. You can try on another role; not harnessed or limited by who you are supposed to be or what you should do. You aren't being you; tonight you are a dirty cop, taking the law into your own hands.
The costume is like a new skin. The blue cloth grips your sensuous curves. The hat completes your ensemble. You feel yourself relax into the role as the fantasy rises over you. You strut with the confidence of a cop. The props laid out in front of you only amplify your temporary transformation. You twirl the pleasure kuffs like a pro.
You feel like a new person, and he has become an enticing and naughty stranger. He's not that same man you've made love to for years, not the man you argued with all last week over bills, not the man who you wake up to in the morning, not the man who knows the familiar landscape of your body. The shared life between you both is suspended, mutually put on hold, and you find a new exhilaration in the unfamiliar and faux anonymity of this fantasy.
He's been a bad criminal; he needs to be arrested and punished for his crimes. Handcuff him down to the cell bed, and tell him his sentence. You know his trespasses better than anyone. How many lashes does he get? How will you adequately punish him? Let your imagination wander.
You feel the excitement in control as you trail the teasing whip along his bare chest. You feed off the excitement in his eyes upon hearing this foreign voice coming from you. He is anxious for you. He winces in a smile as he enjoys his punishment. The sound of the soft slap against his skin fills the room and excites you even more.
You can see how much he wants you as his arms gently tug against the cuffs. He is accustomed to being able to move at will, to touch you when he wants. But now you get to decide. Tease him; you can. This is his sentence to serve. This is your detail, and you will only give him what you want when you are ready. Put your mouth near his, and pull away from his kiss laughing. Run your hands over his anxious hardness then abruptly stop. Make him crave you even more.
Follow the lead of your character. Play in your role, and feel the freedom and enjoyment of embracing the unfamiliar scenario. What would your cop do? How would she use this strangely tantalizing criminal? Making sure the handcuffs are not hurting him, you ride him hard until the orgasms flood over you both. You can see he is enjoying this as much as you are.
Unlatch his handcuffs, and let him finally touch you. Maybe you both feel satisfied in this session and want to return to your daily relationship, or maybe it's time for a role reversal. Maybe you hand those cuffs and your whip over to him, placing your hat on his head.
The New Intimacy