Oh my little nothing...

if you have a harder session, tend to your subs bruises, scratches, and marks. put ice on bruises and welts to help with inflammation and pain.

if you do bondage, take care of rope burn and help them do some stretches. their body is going to be stiff from being restricted in one position for a long time. also a heating pad can help with sore muscles.

if they have any cuts or are bleeding, dress their wounds properly. make sure to put on antibiotic ointment on before a bandage.

if they have burns for whatever reason, put ice and ointment on those to help them heal.

make sure they pee after sex to help prevent a UTI. their legs may be shaky so help them get to the bathroom if needed.

give them advil or some other pain med to help with any aching or discomfort.

make sure they drink water. they need it and i cant stress how important this is. also give them some food even if its just a little snack.

give them verbal assurance and praise. tell them they did good and that youre proud of them.

still run a bath, get them cleaned up, give them kisses, cuddle them, etc but dont forget about the rest of aftercare, its so important. take care of your subs and always remember consent, communication, and safety are key.

also give your doms aftercare and affection too, theyre people with emotions and need it

I prefer to do my own post-rope aftercare. I have my own stretching routine and I know what my body needs better than my rigger.

DO always prompt a sub/bottom to do these things, but DONT be offended or upset if they tell you they can do it themselves.

Do not put ice on burns. Run cool but not cold water on them. Do not use ice, as it can cause further damage to the tissues and cause a slower healing process. A cool compress used in 5 to 15 minute intervals can help reduce swelling and pain. Ice will decrease the blood flow to the wound and reverse the healing process, not to mention can even cause frostnip or frostbite if applied incorrectly. If you ever have scenes that you know will cause any kind of wound, please do research beforehand on how to properly address that wound.

Minor cuts and scrapes don’t need antibiotic ointment. Soap and water and a clean bandage will do the trick. Overuse of antibiotic ointment can cause it to become less effective over time, which can be bad if there is a more serious wound that has a higher risk of infection. Every time you change bandages, wash the wounds again with antibacterial soap and water. Don’t use scented hand soaps. Antibacterial soap. Additionally, if using weapons for any kind of play, wash them thoroughly before and after every single scene. Keep them in a clean and dry place, always. I suggest using medical grade alcohol (91% isopropyl alcohol) but I’m not a weapons expert, so if anyone has better advice on keeping weapons clean feel free to add your thoughts.

Use a cold compress on swelling and bruises. Cold compresses and icing bruises and swelling will help reduce swelling but please make sure you have a barrier between the ice (or a bag of frozen veggies if you don’t have access to ice packs or an ice maker) and your bare skin. A hand towel or shirt wrapped around it is fine.

Never use a heating pad on bare skin. Especially on higher settings. They can and will burn you.

Do not use cooling muscle relief items and a heating pad at the same time. If you use bengay or icyhot or some other type of cooling muscle relief ointment, don’t use a heating pad on the same area, you can cause what is essentially a chemical burn and it will hurt a lot.

If you have cuts that bleed, use non-stick gauze pads between the gauze wrap or bandage. If you try to apply regular gauze to a bleeding cut, every time you unwrap the wound it will pull the scab off and you will bleed again, slowing the healing process. Non stick gauze pads are not foolproof but they are less likely to cause that to happen. That being said, try not to pick or pull at scabs. You need those to heal. They will likely be itchy for a while, but once your body doesn’t need them they will fall off on their own. Additionally, you only need to keep a wound wrapped until it stops bleeding. Open air can help wounds heal faster. The same goes for burns and scrapes or welts. Open air lets the wound/skin around the wound breathe. Your skin is an organ too, and needs airflow to properly heal.

If you happen to bite your partner and it draws blood/breaks skin, they need to be up to date on all shots and the wound must be very carefully addressed and disinfected immediately after the scene. This level of attention does depend on severity of the bite, but human mouths are extremely full of bacteria. It’s less harmful to be bitten by a dog than it is to be bitten by a human. (TW on this link, the first image right as the page loads is a human bite on an arm that appears to be a child. It’s not gory or bloody but it is a bit ragged)

Make sure you research pain medicine and how it interacts with other substances. If you do intox play at all, proceed with caution with any kind of medication. THC and alcohol will increase the effects of pain medicine, and taking too much can cause hypotension (low blood pressure). Pain medicine, THC, and alcohol will also cause your blood to be thinner, so you will bleed more for minor cuts. If you use knife play or cause wounds that bleed during a scene, be very careful when mixing that with intox play. Ibuprofen (especially coated tablets) can be harmful to your liver in larger doses over extended periods of time. Tylenol is often a safer choice if you have pre-existing liver issues. Research the type of pain meds that are best for your health conditions. Some gastrointestinal disorders may have adverse reactions to certain pain meds and can cause flares as well. Excedrin (migraine medicine) often has caffeine so if you are sensitive to caffeine I advise against using it. Anti-nausea or medicine to help with dizziness (like Dramamine) will often have adverse effects to alcohol and THC. They WILL make you drowsy. Also, not all pain meds are the same. Ibuprofen, Tylenol, Advil, and Excedrin are all different and do different things and have different effects on different people. Do your research.

Along with plenty of water, juice or gatorade (not zero gatorade, full sugar gatorade) is another good choice in aftercare. Your body’s blood sugar can often drop during scenes and having a bit of sugar and electrolytes will help with recovery. Trust me when I say you don’t want to have a blood sugar drop, it is not fun or comfortable and can be dangerous, especially if diabetic. Sip water and juice/gatorade slowly, do not chug, no matter how thirsty you are.

During a scene, water breaks should happen and I’m not kidding. Especially if you are AFAB and can orgasm multiple times, you can and likely will get very lightheaded and become dehydrated quickly. It won’t “break the vibe” or ruin the scene if you have a water break between orgasms. You can even put it into your dynamic and work it into the scene. But doms, never deny your sub water and do not make them work for it if they need it. Dehydration can seriously harm someone and it’s not worth it to take things so far that your sub cannot function.

Lastly, if you are extremely dehydrated or you have a blood sugar drop that you cannot recover from relatively easily, or your blood pressure drops/raises to an extreme level, that is a medical emergency and you MUST seek medical attention. Do not be embarrassed to go to the hospital for that. Doctors and nurses have seen it all and this will not be the worst thing they have seen in their careers. Trust me.

Aftercare for doms.

Now, there’s a lot of aftercare information here for subs, but doms need aftercare too, and I’m going to suggest some more ideas, especially if the dom themselves doesn’t have wounds. Being a dom is emotionally and physically taxing. If you are a good dom, you will be acutely aware of your sub’s needs and mental state the entire time, which can often cause a lot of mental exhaustion. Here are some ways doms can do aftercare, and how subs can help with that:

Snuggles and affirmations are very good, of course. Being told that you did well as a dom feels really good, being told that you were successful feels nice. Being told all of the things that you enjoyed about the encounter in detail can also help doms know what you liked best about a scene so they can implement those things more later. If something wasn’t to your liking, voice it kindly. Tell your dom what you’d rather have happen. Our subs and us (we are a DID system) often implement a system called “thorns and roses” in which thorns are things that didn’t go as well and roses are things you enjoyed. Doms should communicate their own thorns and roses too. What did they like about the encounter? What would they change about it? Doms are not sex machines to serve the subs, and they are allowed to ask for changes to make the encounter better for them too.

Watching a favorite movie, TV show, or youtube series or listening to a music playlist made together to wind down after caring for wounds and getting rehydrated. (Doms, you also need to rehydrate with water and juice/gatorade) Being able to enjoy something together can be a lovely way to connect after exerting so much energy into an intimate or kinky encounter.

Preparing food or having snacks at the ready. Sweets or favorite foods shared together can be nice. Hot beverages on colder days and cooler/refreshing beverages on hotter days can bring a lot of comfort and relief.

Doms can have calming baths too. Taking a bath together may even be a nice form of intimacy to help wind down. Use epsom salts to help soothe muscle aches, just make sure if you have sensitive skin to use unscented products and rinse out your tub afterwards.

Last but not least, and especially for my sexual trauma folks, it’s okay to cry or be upset after a scene even if it went completely perfectly. It’s okay to not want to be touched afterwards. It’s okay to feel gross afterwards. It’s okay to need some time to yourself afterwards. It’s okay to struggle or dissociate afterwards. You aren’t broken, you aren’t a bad person, and sex can be really hard if you have that kind of history. I’m proud of you for working through it and remember to be kind to yourself. This is for both doms and subs. You aren’t a bad person if you need to be alone for a while after a scene. Just remember that you don’t have to be, and if you don’t feel safe expressing discomfort or pain to your dom or sub then you need to reevaluate your situation and consider that this dynamic may not be healthy for you. Being able to express when you are having emotional pain without being afraid of repercussions is required for a healthy dynamic.

Additionally, even if you have the most vanilla sex of all vanilla sex, aftercare is still a requirement. Even if you don’t have wounds to address, comfort and care after a sexual encounter is required and should not be skipped.

I have no idea why this scenario has suddenly become something I am immensely fixated on right this moment, but I feel like this is something I want to share with you, so…enjoy, sweet thing😘 @bow-for-me

You work from home, and I only work a few days a week. One day I have off and you get to work at the computer as usual. I bring you a cup of coffee in the mid afternoon for a pick-me-up and notice your annoyance. I can tell it’s not geared toward me, though, as you thank me for the coffee with a small smile and gesture for me to sit nearby. You mention a frustrating meeting that you had earlier that day. I let you vent and you mention you have a follow up meeting to address THAT meeting in just a few minutes. You notice a devious glint in my eye and raise a brow. “What is my little fae boy hiding from me?” You ask. You’ve learned to be wary of that look in my eye. I make my way toward you and get on my knees, trying not to ruin any sort of sexy moment I’m trying to build up with laughter, but sort of failing. I am definitely more giddy than I should be. I make a comment that I can help with any frustration you have, lightly running my hand along your inner thigh. You seem a little bit surprised, but not terribly so, checking your watch to see what time it was. “My meeting is in just a couple of minutes,” you mutter, not wanting to be late but also knowing we could not fit a quickie in a few minutes. I only smirk. “What, they won’t see me under the table.” I say. “It will be a fantastic exercise to help you practice your poker face.”

Now that you know MY intentions more fully, you are certainly not going to stop me, giving me room to crawl under the desk with a bit of a laugh. “You know, you will have to be quiet too, Vivi.” You remind me, letting me undo your belt and pants as you start pulling up the video meeting application. The meeting starts and I am already getting handsy, my lips and tongue wrapping around your thick cock and going up and down, slowly at first to gauge your ability to not react and to make sure I can be quiet enough to not alert the other meeting goers. Everyone gets into the meeting room, and greetings start getting tossed around. As you speak, you put a hand on the back of my head and shove it down, making me choke. However—you cleverly disguised the sound by your greeting them and asking how their days were, also giving me a moment to catch my breath. Your eyes flick down to meet mine, a thumb running along my bottom lip—which is dripping with saliva—and putting it into my mouth. You raise a brow at me, tilting your head in a silent command to suck. Which I do happily, of course.

You continue the meeting as usual, and my mouth once again wraps around your dick, the tip hitting the back of my throat rhythmically. I’m starting to speed up a little as I get used to having to go at this quietly—this is not normal for me! Normally I would be sloppy and loud and worshipping your cock like you are my god, and that is my only saving grace. I feel your hand grip at my hair, making sure the stray pieces are out of my face and also guiding me at the tempo you are wanting. I follow your every command like an obedient little whore.

Only for you. Only for you.

As the meeting drags on, you continue making comments on what they are saying and every time you speak you take this opportunity to either shove my face down to deep throat you, or to pull me off to give not only me a breather, but also help you control how quickly and intensely your orgasm comes, so that you will be able to hide it well enough from your bosses. Or perhaps, I start to wonder, you are prolonging it so that the meeting ends before you do.

😈😈😈😈😈

Challenge accepted.

Instead of giving you rest or reprieve when you pull me off of you, I start to go at you with my hand as well. I grip you tightly, going slowly but also hard enough to ride that line between painful and extremely pleasurable—which is I know what you like. You shoot a glare at me and when you see the smirk on my face, you know what my intentions are. I mouth a few words to you along the lines of being a pussy. Teasing, of course. You roll your eyes at me and get me to stop snickering by shoving your dick in my mouth again. This time, forcing me down to deep throat you multiple times, not doing anything to staunch the choking noises coming from me, or the strangled gasps I give when I pull off of you. I look up at you, wondering if you have perhaps gone crazy, but you are just watching the computer intently, not even looking at me, though I can see your faint satisfied smirk. You shove two fingers into my mouth this time, prying it open and not seeming to care that it was forcing me to drool on your work pants. You look me right in the eyes. “Good boy.” You say, in a completely nonchalant and normal tone, not even bothering to hide it. Your boss hears you. “What was that?” They ask. You look up. “Oh, sorry. I was talking to my pet. I thought my mic was muted. Continue.”

The meeting goes on and by now I realize we are playing a game and you are very intent on winning. You are not bothered by them probably knowing what was going on because of the plausible deniability, and your poker face was better than anyone’s I knew. You sweet, sexy bastard.

We continued this dangerous back and forth game, you growing closer and closer to a finish as the meeting was drawing to an end. Every so often I could hear your voice strain only slightly, which was music to my ears. I was desperate to finish the deed before the end of the meeting, to which I took your dick all the way down my throat, letting my throat squeeze down on you and feeling tears start to involuntarily fall down my cheeks as I desperately tried not to gag. Your grip on my hair became so tight I nearly thought you were going to rip it out. Before I could pull away to finish you off, you thrust your hips up into my mouth not once, but twice before you finally came with a small, but strangled grunt through gritted teeth.

A win for me, in my book!

I pulled off of you, trying to swallow not only the cum in my mouth but also the copious amounts of spit that was in and around my mouth from all of the activity. I was panting much louder than I meant to, and I heard your coworker ask if your dog was okay, which made me blush bright red, my pointed ears twitching awkwardly as I wiped the spit off my lips with the back of my hand. You merely laughed. “He’s quite alright.” You assure them, looking down at me between your legs, panting quietly. “Isn’t that right? What a good boy you are.” I try not to be too obvious in how good that makes me feel but I imagine you are able to read my expression like a book.

You look up at your screen and furrow your brow. “Hm. I think my camera must have frozen. Can you guys see me?” They all murmur that things look fine, but you insist. “I’m going to leave and rejoin the call with audio, because I think my video feed is glitching. Hold on.” You click your mouse and I assume this means you are planning on putting yourself away and letting me out from under the desk with this short time away from the call. You push your chair away to let me get out, and as I go toward the kitchen to wash up, you grab my wrist. “Did I say I was done with you, fae boy?” My eyes widen and I feel my cheeks flush at the Look in your eyes, and I feel my knees grow a bit weak as I return to you. You pat your leg, having put yourself away so that I have plenty of room on your lap. I sit down and you wrap an arm around my waist, pulling me back closer to your chest and using your legs to guide my legs open. You open the video meeting again, only on audio this time, though now I am very close to your mic and I have a feeling I know exactly what you are going to do to me. “Sorry everyone, had some hardware issues. My video still doesn’t seem to want to come up here, I hope audio only is okay.”

I know logically this was to keep you from getting in trouble with your superiors, but I also wondered if it was to help me feel more comfortable, due to my issues with cameras in the past. I feel a bit of warmth at that. Your coworkers all chime that it’s fine and that you didn’t miss much at all, really, and they continue the meeting as planned.

First, you run your dominant hand along one of my spread thighs, and I am almost regretting that I was wearing just some sweats. If it was tight jeans or something more restrictive perhaps you wouldn’t bother, but you had plenty of room to work. Which, I want to make it clear here that I am wanting this, I am just hella fucking nervous because I have met your coworkers. They know me. You show me off to them like I am a little treasure, and for all they know I am a sweet and innocent little house husband, but that couldn’t be further from the truth and they were probably about to find that out right now.

As your hand dips down my pants, I feel your lips against my ear, very quietly asking first if this was okay, which only made me even hornier. Consent 👌🏻 Hell yeah babey.

I nod, looking over my shoulder at you and seeing the dark and sexy look in your eye. If choking on your dick hadn’t gotten me wet as fuck, then that certainly would have done the trick.

Your fingers run along me slowly, teasingly, and I have to suppress a whine, which manifests in a violent shiver against your chest. You let out a short breath of satisfaction, not wanting to laugh at how I was already unraveling with barely a touch and get your bosses questioning things so early. You continue this agonizing torture for a solid couple minutes, keeping me from moving my hips with your other hand.

“Good boys stay still.” You whisper into my ear, grazing your sharp canine against the pointed tip of it, which made me shiver even more and give the slightest whine sound.

When your fingers finally pressed inside of me, I bit down hard on my lip to keep from moaning, my chest nearly heaving from the attempts to stay quiet while getting edged so torturously. You continued to slowly finger me, making comments and talking about the meeting as if it were just another Tuesday and you weren’t finger fucking your partner on your lap as you spoke. I feel myself growing nearer to a climax, and you can tell too, putting a hand over my mouth to keep me silent, your lips at my exposed neck, no doubt relishing in the feeling of my pulse against your mouth and against your fingers.

As I finished, I had to grip at the edge of your table to keep myself stable and not fall the fuck off of your lap, breathing heavily through my nose, the high of the orgasm and lack of air making me grow deliciously dizzy, falling back against your chest with my full weight as you slowly withdrew your fingers from my dripping cunt and moved your other hand away from my mouth. Before you even had to ask, my mouth was open to receive your fingers, and you pushed them into my mouth to let me clean up the mess I made on your hand. When you pull your fingers out of my mouth, you see blood, from when I had bitten down on my lip, which I honestly hadn’t even noticed due to other events going on.

Without even a pause, you lick your own fingers clean of the blood from my mouth, giving me a loving kiss on the cheek, which I know was a silent “Good boy.” I remained on your lap for the rest of the meeting, enjoying the feel of your arms around me as the ecstasy of the acts we’d just done began to die down.