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Non-sex toy reviews: Ethernet cable
I fucking love nerds. Computer nerds in particular. With their quick fingers tapping away and making incomprehensible code appear in a black box on screen and their knowledge of things I could only dream of understanding. To my mind, the only thing better than a nerd is a nerd sitting naked from the waist down playing idly with his dick while he runs a test suite.
I also love fucking nerds. Which means that, when one of my favourite, nerdiest guys mentioned casually in a text message that if I didn’t behave he’d have to restrain me with CAT-5 cable, I was so aroused I nearly slid off my chair.
CAT-5 cable has three primary purposes:
- to make internet go from one place to another
- to tie up dirty girls who have misbehaved
- to whip dirty girls who have misbehaved
I know little about the first, but I’ll walk you through the second two.
Tying someone with cable is filthy hot, in a way that tying someone with anything is. But the added bonus with cable is that it’s something you wouldn’t normally use – the unusual nature makes it sexier, because it’s usually done on a whim. In this case, it happened in my bedroom, where I like to keep a selection of wires and assorted paraphenalia strewn around the floor just in case someone takes it upon themselves to use it as a fuck toy.
Plastic cable hurts – it’s tight and it sticks to your skin. When you’re tied, you feel restrained in a more solid way than you do with rope, because you can’t shift your position against the bonds very well – plastic rubs at your wrists and ankles and feels tighter the more you move. Being held down and fucked while the skin on my wrists is screaming in agony is a delicious sensation.
Is there anything more delicious? Well yes, there is.
I don’t like being whipped – the thin, stinging sensation of the cane is too intense for me, and I prefer the hefty thud of a flogger. I like floggers and belts partly because of the deep ‘thwack’ sound they make, and partly because, with a flogger at any rate, a guy who is beating me can really put his back into it. Delicate taps with the cane will have me wailing for the punishment to stop, but with a thick implement I can relax into it, enjoying each sturdy whack like it’s a thrust from the guy’s cock.
CAT-5 cable (or, indeed, any internet-transmitting wire) can either whip or thwack, depending on how you hold it. The beauty of the cable is that you can coil it around and around your hand, creating a punishment tool exactly as thick as you like – adding or removing coils to create just the right sensation of pain. And for me it just so happens that if you coil it so you have a curve of about 7 or 8 wires thick, it hits just the right sweet spot.
As a toy with which to beat someone, I can barely fault it. Just be a bit careful that you don’t catch your partner with one of the plastic plugs on the end. Marks will be deducted from it as a tying implement, though. This is for boring health and safety reasons: if you need to get out of it in a hurry, only seriously strong scissors or a pair of wire cutters will do.