Good Vibrations (Back from Hiatus!)

I've been having quite the ball with my pet, lately, as we've delved into more creative forms of sensory play. Per his beautiful hips, legs, ass, and overall desire to be used as a sissy-girl, this has taken on a life of its own when it comes to using toys.

He has had a lovely frenum piercing directly below the head for over a year now, and I've decided that this absolutely makes his cock more like a clit. Because he loves to be sissified and treated like a slut, I've taken to using toys on him that are marketed specifically for females.

The favorite, lately, is a small magic bullet-like vibrator housed within nubbed rubber that fits over my forefinger. 
When he is in his panties and lingerie, I take the rubber tip of the vibe and place it in the center of the piercing so that it touches the skin housing the shaft of the piercing and presses into the shaft of the piercing and the penis. 
From there, I move the tip to each of the balls on either side of the piercing, alternating about every ten seconds or so. 

Watching him squirm and bite his lips is fantastic. His moans become decidedly higher than his normal speaking range, and when he answers my questions he uses a deliciously feminine tone. There's nothing forced, nothing squeaky, just a breathless, soft, higher-pitched voice begging for more.

Because he's received two more frenum piercings, stroking the shaft of his penis is out of the picture for at least another month - which makes his cock even more clit-like. 

When he must depend solely on vibration to stimulate his clit, he can be put into such total femme space that his whole body reacts - he plays with his nipples, swerves and grinds his hips, licks his full beautiful and often-glossed lips. And the words that come flying out of that mouth - tremendous!
He begs for my cock, he begs for a REAL cock, he begs to be used, he begs to be fucked - it's all so perfectly slutty, and I love it!

Bonds - Physical v. Mental

Bondage is delightful.
The sensory input of pressure, restraint, and the texture of the bonds thrills and allows the sub a physical gateway into mental submission.

Bondage is an excellent aspect of Kink, and, in the case of shibari, a complete art form unto itself. Intricate knots, beautiful pseudo articles of clothing, slings, suspension - the list goes on and on.

Many love to admire a beautiful man or woman trussed to specifications by a skilled artist, and the erotic value of a restrained sub is (for me, at least) sky high.
Shackles and cuffs are also wonderful items - either prison grade to reinforce total submission with a dash of humiliation, or fleece lined leather to afford luxury and comfort while still providing immobility. So many options, so many avenues for sensory delight.
Physical bonds: we love them

But what about mental bonds?
What about the inherent binding power of a Domme/Dom's will as it is exerted over a submissive: that bond which can keep a submissive on their knees with a mere look; the bond that courses from hand to face with the merest tilt of a submissive's chin; the bond that is still felt even after a scene is finished, which stays with the submissive as s/he leaves and goes back into day to day life?

I would argue that this type of bond, this chemical/emotional/willful bond, is as powerful as those that bind elements unto one another.
It's this type of bond which should be the goal, the endgame, the light at the end of the long tunnel through each journey of self discovery and search for true Dominance/submission.

Am I dismissing physical bondage?
Of course not.
I'd be foolish to dismiss the physical (and fantastic) initial gateway so often necessary for passage to submission and enjoyed by so many of us as we play with our respective partner(s).

My point is that mental bonds - those forged by time and interaction and tempered by skill and knowledge - are far more powerful and far more intimate than their rope and metal counterparts.

As Dominants, we must not rely on physical bonds to assert the control given to us willingly by our needful submissives.

Needful is not a dirty word, but rather an honest admission of the state of those who would submit: the craving of a Dominant to bind them, physically or mentally, and give them total peace.