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The reverse head-scissor
A few guys have written (politely!) to ask where is the promised part 3 of my blog on scissoring which was to have been devoted to the reverse head-scissor. So as with the other blogs if you know you’re not interested in this, read no further! I have, in the intervening months since my last scissor blog, managed to conduct some vital market research on the subject which was essential of course! Anyone who wants to join me for further detailed research on this fascinating topic, please get in touch!!
So, what are we really talking about here? This is where I am totally at home. On top of my opponent preferably, with my chest on his abs and speedos, and my legs nicely wrapped around his neck, gripping his face firmly held against my ass. Yes! It is a special pleasure to use one of my Achilles heels initially to hook around behind his neck, then slide his neck up my calf and pull his head in tight against my glutes before entwining my ankles to complete a murderously secure neck scissor. My legs are verging on being too big to keep it mostly on his neck…but I try not to engulf his whole head. The big men with thighs over around 68cm (about 27 inches) can encase your entire head in their legs, but paradoxically this means they can’t really apply the pressure specifically to the neck once they start tightening up the hold. Mine (at 64cm – about 26 inches) have a nice bowl shape in the inner thighs which just seems created to mould around a head and neck quite precisely. If I manage to get the big ridge of muscle that runs down each thigh into the tear drop muscle on the knee located just neatly around my opponents neck, I can put him out very quickly. But why the hell would I want to do that? I have to be alert to avoid that happening sometimes, especially as his face is buried in my ass and my head is maybe resting on his upper legs some distance away which means I cannot always hear how things are developing from his moans and groans. Far more informative are what his hands do. I like to put the hold on quite firmly, but nowhere near submission level at first, so that he becomes confident and comfortable before we really get down to the excruciating business to come. I want to hear him say ‘oh fuck!’ a few times before I really start to harden the muscles of my legs. I flex them whilst they are in position without torqueing my ankles together much…just so that he can feel the change in muscle tone and appreciate the sheer weight and mass of what he is trapped in. Incidentally, if this all sounds a bit boastful and arrogant, remember first I work very hard indeed in the gym to have big solid, muscular legs (you could do that too if you wanted!) and secondly I love being on the receiving end as much as I like doling it out. It’s just easier to write this from a more personal angle, rather than keep saying ‘the man applying the hold’ etc etc.
So once I am in position, I keep his neck and maybe part of his face warm with my legs and see how he responds whilst keeping his face and head well trapped in my uppermost thighs – where they are thickest. Letting him feel their male, hairy, distinct muscle tone. He has some of the weight of my legs resting on his shoulders as they pass over them, and my loins and mid torso keep him pinned down. I love it when guys run their hands up and down my legs and over my glutes….that will always make me flex for them. And I really love it when they say something like ‘oh shit’ when they feel how hard my legs and ass can become when I flex. Though I have worked so much on my legs even I feel it is kind of unnatural how hard they become when fully flexed. Keeping them at 100% flexed is actually quite demanding!! But it is soooo good, when my victim pounds on them and starts pawing at trying to pull them apart a bit. Then it is time for me to use the connection between my ankles and drive my legs together more. I know how incredibly punishing that can be for the man caught between them. His voice will siren upwards. No words…just a wail of sound that tells me how I’m doing. If I keep up the pressure he will maybe start to drum his feet on the ground in panic, usually whilst tapping frantically. But that’s getting ahead a bit. For the first couple of minutes, its about keeping him there, in this extraordinary embrace of the thighs and ass and letting him feel trapped. Maybe with some intermittent pulsing of the power of my legs. Of course, I’ll use some trash talk too…letting go enough for him to hear me as I threaten him with what is going to come…and ask him if he wants to give up already. If we have agreed in advance that he likes trash talk I’ll try and keep it up, but once the scissors are on in serious earnestness he probably can’t hear me speaking anyway. And he won’t be thinking about chat either….his mind will be preoccupied with how to survive in this death grip from my thighs.
That reminds me…I always check to see if his ears are flat against his head and not folded awkwardly by my thighs. I don’t want him submitting just because he can feel his ears being destroyed.
So then some of the real fun begins. Time to raise myself up on my arms…maybe by pushing my hands against the tops of his thighs or by holding the wrists of his extended arms pinned against the mat, or if his hands are not available (because they are busy feeling my legs…reaching back to try and unlock my ankles or planted on my buttocks) I’ll just rear up by doing a kind of push up on the mat. My aim is to pour more weight and torque into the scissor position. It is very effective…I know from being the victim myself on many occasions. I might shake the poor guy underneath using my leg grip around his neck to rock him around. I am bullying him! Oh, how liberating it is to bully him…when society says we must not do that. All the better when I know he ‘enjoys’ it!
And of course in the position that I am on top of him, I can certainly tell if he is enjoying it! I might even encourage that a little by where my forearm or hand gets placed from time to time. Or just take him gently in hand and stroke him a little whilst keeping the hold on firm and hard with my legs. In this position as I tighten up the hold more and more, my legs become slabs of cliff-like muscle. Ridges and striations are detectable. They remain warm and yet implacably brutal. I become determined that he is gonna submit. I feel it in my centre. There is an animal in me that once I have my opponent scissored like this simply enjoys playing with, and torturing, the other man. Testing his resilience and endurance. Challenging him to see what he can take. We both know how it is going to end. He knows from the moment he sees me in my speedos standing about casually and seeing how the heavy, partially-relaxed muscle rotates around my legs as I move about, that my legs will be savage. He knows he wants to experience that. And now he is caught. He writhes around under me. His face is rammed immovably tight against the damp darkness of my ass. Maybe he is sweating by now. Maybe I am too. There is a male musk in the air which he is forced to inhale. He can’t breathe easily. And his neck….is being appallingly crushed. He sees stars. He hovers on the edge of submitting but maybe stays there for just a little too long and blackness begins to edge over him. If he goes limp, I release him. But if his hands are still active and he is moaning we go on. Locked together by my entwined legs, his head being slowly separated from his torso.
If I feel like it, I will tip us both onto our sides. That offers some new possibilities. If I push myself out from him a little I can punch his abs maybe, or grab an arm and tuck it under my torso so that it is trapped. Or simply apply a nice straight arm-bar whilst keeping him trapped. Sometimes I like to roll him about whilst keeping the reverse head scissor in place. That can seem very brutal and a display of dominance over the victim.
Better still is to turn the straight-legged reverse head scissor into a reverse Fig-4. Then I can lean back and grab the ankle of my own bent leg which is locking the hold on and really make it so tight – my calf behind his head now forcing his face ever more into my ass. Rearing up in this position so that I am almost sitting on him. Make him submit like this and then go for the most humiliating version on him, sit right up and back and keep him locked in the reverse Fig-4 whilst I am mounted on him, face-sitting him. As I look down at his torso I can see he is struggling to breath. I can hear his muffled pleadings and cursing. I’ll soon subdue him totally. Maybe it is gentle rolling of his nipples now that will make him compliant. Or maybe I will lay fist after fist into his defenceless abs. I’ll do whatever seems to work for him. Or maybe I will just stabilize my position on him by leaning my hands on his chest.
Yes! This is some of the fun of working the various versions of a reverse head-scissor. We’ve all been there at some point. And there are some world-class exponents of the art here on MF. There are guys on here who have thighs and skills which will cause you unimaginable pain and pleasure as they extort submissions from you. You know who they are! If you don’t – ask me and I will be happy to tell you who I think is absolute reigning monarch of the reverse head-scissor realm. (Your clue is…he’s based in Norway.) Of course, I’ve not met everyone…but…one man that I have met is truly devastating in power and precision of the art of reverse head-scissoring.
And…once the hold is released it is time to just hover over your victim threatening to repeat it…keeping him pinned down with your speedos over his face. Nice huh?