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I Love The Color of Violet
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Jan 27, 2009 8:42 pm
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Once again Master made the night perfect! W/we were scheduled to go to a private party and Master had lent me to His friend Unique Goddess for the night. The Goddess was to use her violet wand on me. I had never seen one of these nor used one and the only things Master and Goddess would say were that they were going to electrocute me. For days before the party one or the other would ask if I was ready. I of course would ask all kinds of questions and would only get answers like: Be very afraid! I would be lit up like a Christmas tree or the very scary answer wait till I get my hands on you.
Master loves to play a scene in public and will spend days getting ready for it. The first time Master waxed me the play started days before. W/we went through nipple torture with each day my nipples got tenderer so by the day of the waxing they hurt with just a breeze on them. W/we went to the local club were Master first tied me to the cross and after warming me up with his cane and flogger on both my front and back side; we went to the waxing table. Here Master had me lay on my stomach first with my hands and arms cuffed to the table over my head. Then there were a few more spankings with the cane as the wax got hot. Not that I am complaining but anyone who has been to a club knows that the wax is always kept hot in the wax crock pots. But as I soon found out, the hot wax on already sensitive skin is the best. Master knows that I have a very high pain threshold and to have gotten the same affect He would have to have the wax to close and might have caused burns. Besides He loved the days of build up and so did I. The flogging not only served to get me into the zone it also made sure Master had an audience for his work. Once I was covered in blue wax on my back He rolled me over and covered me in red wax on the front. On my nipples he pinched the wax with His fingers until the wax cooled and I would have sworn on a stack of bibles that He had used nipple clamps on them.
The prep time for my electrocution was much the same. Master started one morning earlier this week by spanking me while I was doing my morning walk on the tread mill. Thirty minutes of trying not to miss a step, the puppy biting my feet and Master swinging his cane to some Brazilian music at 6am is not something my neighbors appreciated. Oh did I forget to mention that Master considers Brazil his home and that He is a chef. But it did give the morning an interesting start. The next day we took a friend out to dinner for her Birthday and Master had me wear a butt plug to dinner. This just added to the pain of being woken up thinking that Master was being nice by rubbing my ass to wake me up only to realize it was sriracha sauce being applied to my ass. I f you ever want to sweat 5 pounds off I recommend a morning figging with Sriracha sauce followed by a brisk walk on a tread mill. Then last night prior to the party Master started in the early afternoon with a very hard spanking with the paddle. Then every time one of his Dom friends called Master would put his phone on speaker and continue to spank me while they talked. Sometimes it was the riding crop, sometimes the cane, sometimes the dressage whip. The end results were one very sore, but prettily marked ass. None of this really mattered because Goddess Unique worked on the front side.
Private parties being what private parties are, and since this one had the crème de crème of the area kinksters everyone was ready to show off. There was a spanking booth to raise money for CARAS. They do important research to lobby the law makers to get the laws changed so the activates we like are not against the law. So the Masters offered up their slaves for others to use at a dollar a smack. The night got interesting when the subs got to spank the Masters. This was $10 per smack. All in all the party raised $800 not a bad night. Okay back to why violet is now my favorite color.
When we got to the party Master used the riding crop to bring out some nice welts on my back side so I could show them off. Then about midnight Goddess Unique grabbed me by the hair and said Go get the main bed in the dungeon. When I went to the dungeon the bed was in use by a group who were in the middle of a scene. At the foot of the bed one Mistress had her slave tied with arm over his head as she flogged him and the group on the bed were spanking the bottom while her friends were sucking and biting her nipples. Soon everyone was cumming; still the Goddess kept me waiting wondering what the violet wand would feel like. At one party Master had fun with a carbon cane that was connected to a tens unit. Master touched my toe with the cane and the electricity traveled through my body and out my nipples which just happened to have metal nipple clamps on. Even now months and months later I was still remembering that zapping sound and the feelings it caused. Master had me wearing my leather wrist and ankle cuffs which had lots of metal on them, so as I am standing by the bed waiting my turn I am getting more nervous thinking of all the spots that I now had metal on. My collar, my wrists, my ankles. When I look up I see the Goddess and Master approaching me. Master places my hand in the Goddesss hand saying Have fun Goddess and just before She leads me away Master says to me Make Me proud slave
Goddess grabs a handful of hair and pulls me to my knees where she orders me to worship her feet while she unpacks the violet wand. When she is ready I am pulled to my feet where Goddess bites my neck while pulling my head back to expose my neck to her teeth. Then sill holding my hair She asks are you afraid? Oh yes Mistress was my answer because I was. Goddess then pushes me to my back on the bed and Master uses the ropes on the bed to tie my arms out spread eagle. The Goddess then puts light bulbs in each hand and my mouth and orders me to not let them drop. The bed is a four poster with mirrors in the ceiling so I can see everything. The Goddess then starts with her wand. At first it feels like ants crawling all over you. The light bulbs in my hands started to glow. Then as the wand ran down my arm and got to my wrist it was fully lit. The Goddess had fun making the ants crawl over my skin. Next the Goddess strapped a grounding something between my breasts and then handed out her instruments of evil. Who would have thought that a simple wire wisk or a wire potato masher would hurt so much. But it was the wartenberg pinwheel that really hurt. Each and every time one of the little metal points touched my skin there was a shock. The wheel was run over, around and through my pussy sending shock waves of pain up my clit. Master was at my head rubbing my hair and even his fingers were sending the shock waves buzzing through my head. Inside my head was the sound of dozens of bees buzzing around. You all know the sound that you hear when you trap a bumble bee in a glass container and shake it. The light bulbs are lit and the bees were buzzing.
Goddess then says that because I was such a good girl she was now going to give me a treat. With that she pulls out a very small but wonderful electric vibrator and holds it on my clit until I cum over and over. When Master let me lose the Goddess hugged me and then made me kiss her feet in homage to the GREAT treat she provided.
I am sure that soon Master and I will have our own violet wand to play with.
Thank you Master and Goddess, you're both the BEST!
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Sriracha Sauce!
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Jan 18, 2009 2:53 pm
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This morning I woke up with Master rubbing my ass, or at least my first thought was rubbing my ass, but as his first good morning kiss was just starting to get the juices flowing the burning started. Good morning pet Master said with a grin like the Cheshire cat. The next thing that hit my still sleep filled mind my legs were tied to the bed posts. This was easy for Master to do because one of the new rules added to our daily routine was that I sleep in the nude with both wrist and ankle cuffs on. Some nights Master would tie me across the bottom of the bed and us me as a foot warmer. Last night when Master asked how I was feeling I said I had a small head ach, Master sent me to bed right away, brought me two aspirin and rubbed my head telling me to go to sleep, I would feel better in the morning. Now that I am fully awake, the Sriracha hot sauce feeling like its burning a new whole in my ass, Master asks How are you feeling this morning pet? Before I can answer his lips are once again on mine and his tongue is begging entrance. Giving into the magic of his kiss I open my mouth only to receive chopped up hot chili peppers. While I was swallowing the hot peppers Master rolled me over and put the small metal butt plug in and slapping my ass said I hope you have a nice day at work.
The cold of the metal butt plug was a shock to the system but once it warmed up it seemed like it was generating the heat from the hot sauce. Staff meeting that morning was short because I found it very hard to keep my mind on business.
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Human Table Needed for the 24th
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Jan 13, 2009 7:14 pm
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Master and i will be going to a private party on the 24th of this month and have a scene planned where W/we need a human table. Master will be setting up a figging station to try out some of his favorite hot sauces and peppers. (which are a lot hotter than ginger) Master who is a great Chef will also do a scene showing how to use food in your play time.
Send U/us an email if you are interested in attending a private party in a great dungeon with lots of play stations.
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Busy month!!!
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Dec 26, 2008 8:46 pm
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It has been a very busy month. At the beginning of the month Master and I attended a diplomatic event, then a few days later we were at a fund raising event for the sex workers, and then to a swing party where Master gave lessons on using a riding crop to the swingers and of course I was the spankee  . A few days ago for my Birthday we went to a private party. Master had me serve caviar to the Masters and dog food to the slaves (I personally liked the pup-peroni's better and that may be because Master seems to like to feed them to me at the oddest times). Master who is a chef likes to play with food, so He had a figging station set up with a variety of figging materials starting with a mild ground fresh ginger to a very very hot ground chili peppers. At some point during the night I was tied to the saw horse/paddling station in the living room. Master and one of his female Domme friends took turns spanking me with their hands and ridding crops. Once I was warmed up to Masters critical eye others were allowed to spank me. At some point Master used a med hot chili pepper sauce on my pussy just after one of the other women had made me cum by fisting me. Boy was I glad he did not use the very hot sauce and for those of you who thought ginger was hot OH HOW WRONG you are.
When I first met Master he said that He would change my life and He has. From my first public trip out in the BDSM scene in a Burka to my first public flogging I have not been this happy in a long time. I now know what was missing in all the other vanilla relationships. Thank You MASTER!
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You've Got Mail
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Oct 26, 2008 3:50 pm
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I turn on my computer, ready to start work and the little yellow mail box is blinking. It always gets my heart racing when there is mail. There is always the hope that Master has sent some command. Some way to serve him. Some way to make him happy. I open my mail and yes it is from Master, but the subject line says not to open until 4pm. An entire day of waiting and wondering, with Masters sense of humor the message might say pick up my dry cleaning on the way home. Its a good thing that today is a busy day at work, less time to think about what the message could be. Last time Master sent an email that said DO NOTOPEN it had one of those notify sender when opened tags on it. I had just started my training and of course did not wait until the stated time. That was a terrible day! As soon as I opened the mail I saw the little message stating sender notified of receipt and reading It was almost 6 hours earlier than allowed and all it said was to pick up his dry cleaning. That night when he got home I was sent to my room and told to remove all my clothes get on my hands and knees and wait for him. Time went so slow! It was light out when I got on my knees, it had been dark for hours and still I waited. I was so nervous waiting. I cried, just like a small child, I knew that I had disappointed and I deserved what was to come. I think I fell asleep because I did not hear Master enter the room and the first blow of the cane sent shock waves through me. The blows just kept coming and when I tried to wiggle out of range of the blows Master grabbed my hair and said dont move as he pinned me to the bed. Master did not stop until I gave in and stopped wiggling and just accepted. When he finished I was allowed to suck his cock as he asked the following questions:
Are you my property? My head bobs a yes.
When I give an order is it your desire to obey?
Again my head bobs a yes.
Will you ever disobey an order again slave?
This time my head bobs a no.
Go get the brush and you can brush my hair until I fall asleep slave.
It was only noon and as I sat at my desk during lunch and I thought back to that spanking and how I felt disappointing you. As much as I wanted to open the email I was going to wait. The afternoon went so slow I was glad that I was pulled into a meeting at 3, but then at 4:30 I was sitting on the edge of my seat thinking in my head that they all needed to meet Master. So much talk to get to a decision that would have taken Master 5 minutes to make. At 4:45 Master is sending me a text message: Where are you pet? I send back a text message: In meeting that will not end Sir. Master: Make sure you finish by 5pm we have tickets for 7pm. Me: Tickets for what Sir? Master: For me to know slave, dont be late!
Now my mind is not on what is happening in the room. I announce to all parties that we are going to take a break and thing over the options and meet back here on Monday. That was one way to end a meeting. On my way home I have gone over we have tickets over and over in my head. Tickets to a football game? Tickets to the opera? Tickets to what???? Traffic was bad and it was going to be close if I get home in time or not. I catch a break and make it home in time. As I walk in the door I smell Masters favorite cigar, and his cologne, I follow the scent to the bedroom. I find on the bed my red corset; black mini skirt and black sweater, heels and nipple rings complete the outfit. A short note car will pick you up at 8 I quickly jump in the shower, and get dressed. I am at the door as the limo pulls up and the driver opens the door. The car takes me to the airport and we pull up to a private plane and I see you at the door
waiting. As I walk up to you, you hold out my service collar. I am now your slave. The collar is just the symbol I am always your slave, nothing matters more than serving you. As the plane takes off I am between your legs sucking your cock. As we reach cruising altitude you grab my head and force my mouth down on your cock and cum in my mouth. Your cock is so deep the cum is drowning me. Good work slave, get me a drink As you sip your drink, I sit at your feet and you tell me that we are on our way to Miami, where you have a business meeting.
Once we are in our hotel room you have me remove my clothing except the corset which you tighten the strings to. On your hands and knees pet we are going for a walk you say as you clip a leash to my collar. You lead me around the hotel room several times leaving me gasping for air. The corset is so tight that breathing is hard and you were walking so fast, sometimes pulling me to keep up. Are you thirsty pet? When I shake my head yes, you place a dish of water on the floor which I know if I am to relieve my thirst I need to drink like a dog. On my hands and knees, dry mouthed I realize that nothing matters but making you happy. So like any good pet I crawl over to your leg and rub my head against your leg and wag my back end. Thats a good girl. I have to go to a meeting so lets get you settled into your bed you say as you lead me into the bedroom. Once up on the bed you tie me spread eagle, add a blind fold, ear plugs and a vibrator. Left on the bed with no sense of time, I am left to roam my own mind.
At first I panic, I feel that I cant breathe. It takes me a while to overcome this panic, to force myself to breath, count to three exhale, count to three and breath. Over and over just as you have taught me. I picture you sitting next to me your voice is in my head, breath slow, hold it, exhale you tell me over and over, you can breathe just relax. I am not sure when I became aware of the vibrator, but the orgasm was awesome! Tears are in my eyes as I realize that you are the reason I live. I do not need the soft music and candles of a vanilla date. I need the punishing, deliberate, cold hard sex you offer. The challenge of overcoming my fears, knowing that tomorrow will bring a new challenge. The pain of a flogging will turn into warmth that will spread through my body and that only you have the ability to give this to me. It is with this thought that I feel your hands on my body and realize that this was a test on trust.
You were by my side keeping me safe as I worked through our last hard limit. As I realized I will always belong to you.
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Road Trip to remember
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Oct 17, 2008 3:47 pm
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SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! I am so sleepy that it takes all three slaps to get me to open my eyes. Good Morning Master I notice that it is still dark outside and it feels like I just went to sleep. Good Morning pet. Time to get up and get going, an extra mile on the treadmill will help wake you up. I hear Masters cheerful voice in my ear.
Yes Sir as I climb out of the nice warm bed, thinking in my head how much I hate that dam treadmill. Pet before you get started give me my morning massage. Master likes to have a complete body massage each night to help him fall asleep and then again when he wakes up, this typically includes a firm muscle massage followed by a light brushing and then a long suck and massage of his cock finished by licking his ass. For me this is one of the best rules Master could have made. It provides Him with the pleasure He deserves and provides me with hours of enjoyment. Master has found out that I enjoy running my nails through His hairy chest way to much and now I have to use a brush. After all he says this is for His pleasure not mine. Master is a hard player and in between play time is vanilla time all of a sudden there is a new rule that does not allow me to cum during vanilla time. Cant suck, cant touch, and Master is very good at touching just enough to keep me on edger. You know a swat with a cane, a pinch on a nipple as I get dressed. By the time I get to the treadmill I am so worked up that I even asked Master for a spanking which was an instant NO. As I am walking on the treadmill Master comes around the corner and increases the speed and incline of the treadmill and says to do an extra 20 minutes.
Treadmill done and I am looking forward to a nice cool shower, when Master calls me into the bedroom slave rim was the order. After a good tongue licking Master said to shower we would be going for a long drive. Clean well pet, today is butt plug day and we will be going for a long and I do mean long ride. When I get out of the shower I find laid out on the bed the following items with a note that said be ready by 9am: Red corset, stainless steel butt plug, short denim skirt and white cashmere sweater. Master has planned well to test all my buttons today. Corset cant breath well when standing, riding in a small convertible car will be hell. Beautiful sweater, soft and OH SO ITCHIE!!! Great day for a drive! At least Master left the choice of shoes up to me. Comfortable yes defiantly comfortable why add one more area of discomfort to the day. When I get down to the car Master looks at my shoes, then at my eyes and then back down to my shoes. I know he is not happy just by the look. I am in real trouble. Pet I dont remember leaving out shoes for you to wear? I am in real trouble now. Come pet get in the car and let me have the shoes. I hand Master my most comfortable and favorite shoes and watch as he throws them in the trash. Five inch heels everyday this week pet
We head out of town and toward the Mountains of Virginia. It is a really nice fall day, the air is cool and crisp and I am thankful for the sweater even though my nose is itching. The leaves on the trees are in full color and there is not a care in the world. Master finds one of those scenic view pull offs where couples stop look at the breath taking view, take a short stroll and enjoy the beauty around them. When we pull into the parking space, I notice that there are only two other cars in the parking lot. Master sits back and lights one of his cigars and stretches out. See that truck over there pet pointing to the black jeep a few spaces away I want you to go sit in the front seat and do what ever the driver asks you to do My heart is racing as I slowly get out of the car. What has Master done this time! When I get to the jeep I find the front door open and the radio is on (ZZ Top I think) I find a man with his pants down, cock hard and face covered. SUCK is the only command. I lean over and take his cock into my mouth and suck. It seems like minutes before I taste the warm salty taste of cum in my mouth. I am careful not to let any cum spill and swallow every drop. Just as I finish I feel a SLAP on my ass and Masters voice You fucking whore, now go see what the other car wants I quickly make my way to the other car to find the same set up. This time it takes a long time to get the man to cum. I am distracted; every noise has my heart racing. I know that Master is watching and I feel that I am taking to long. I feel the mans hand on my head at first it feels like I am being pet like you would pet your favorite dog. Then the hand grabs my hair and he is forcing more and more of his cock in my mouth. I have no control as the man guides my head to his completion. Once again just as I am finishing I feel Masters hand on my ass. SLAP, SLAP, SLAP You are such a fucking slut get back to the car and wait for your punishment.
This time when I leave the car and head back to our car I see three big trucks have now stop to admire the scenery. I just know that every eye in the parking lot is watching me walk bare foot back to the car. Master has stayed to talk with the gentleman in the last car. I can see them laughing and talking as they shake hands. Master is now walking back to the car and that is when I see the riding crop. Pet get out of the car and lean over the hood of the car. Master pulls my skirt up and gives me 20 strokes with the crop. At first it hurts like hell but then I slip into sub space and lose track of what is happening. I am hardly aware of getting back into the car and having a blanket wrapped around me as I drift off into sleep with a happy smile on my face. Master loves me.
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My first week of training
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Oct 12, 2008 7:03 pm
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Monday we got up at 4am to watch the sun come up. It was a beautiful warm fall morning and we put the top down on the car, packed up the puppy and drove down town to see the sun rise over the nations capitol. He smoked his cigar we talked of everyday things. A very vanilla date! On the way home we stopped at the fish market and bought fresh baby octopus for dinner. When I was about to leave for work Master said pull your dress up and bend over the couch bitch I received my hardest spanking yet. A few nights before we had bought graphite cane which Master broke that morning. The sting of the cane is very intense and brought tears to my eyes. Since I am new to this lifestyle I have not learned how to get to subspace yet and was still fighting the pain. The endorphin high did not kick in until I was at my desk about 15 minutes later. I was sitting at my desk and all of a sudden I was so very horny that I thought I was going to cum at my desk. I wanted to go home for another spanking.
Tuesday morning when I was walking on the treadmill Master did not spank me with the cane as I was walking. Now I am wondering why, did I do something wrong? Still too new at this I did not know that I could ask for it. Then later over breakfast I mentioned that I missed my morning spanking and that is when I learn a new lesson. Communicate, communicate, communicate! This time Master said to get my butt plug I was going to wear it today at work to remember this lesson. I begged Master to let me us the smaller plug if it was to be an all day thing. BIG mistake! Master said sure, the problem was the smaller plug is stainless steel. On any other day this would be okay but after I had been at work for an hour I get a call to go to landlord and tenant court. Total panic set in
.I needed to go through a metal detector! I call Master he was at work and could not talk so I text messaged him my problem and was told that the plug was not to come out!!! I spent the next hour thinking of all the possible reasons I could give the guards for why my ass beeped. With my heart racing I walked very slowly up the steps to the court house. Three male security guards on duty, not good, no line getting worse. I take a deep breath as if that is going to change anything. I walk through the metal detector and it beeps for my bra under wires so now I beep big time. The guard asks me to put my arms out at my side where he scans me with a hand held detector and it beeps as he passes my tits and then I turn around and it beeps at my ass. My cheeks got all red and I said THANK YOU guardian angel as he waved me through and did not ask why my ass beeped. At least I won in court and Master enjoyed the results of the mind game he played that day.
Thursday, we changed my hair color and cut. I went from my bleached blond to jet black and gothic! This one was a fun one. We walked into the hairdressers and all the women were shocked with his request. Master picked out the color and cut and then left to meet me at home hours later. Once he left the women could not believe that all I said was yes Sir as he gave orders. We must be newlyweds was the common opinion. Everyone is super surprised when they see the change in my hair and Master has the best taste!
Friday I get a call Pet what time do you finish work today I can be home by 6 Sir. This call happened at 4pm and for the next few hours I can only think of the things that might happen. Master is so good at keeping me guessing what is about to happen that I am totally worked up by the time I get home. At 5:30 I get a call and Master says When you get home you are to remove all your clothes, put on your cuffs and blindfold and lie down on the bed face up and wait for me. As I walk into the house I can hear Master talking on the phone in another room with the door shut. Rain let me know when you are ready Yes Sir, I answered. As I lie in the bed with the blindfold on wondering what will happen all of a sudden WAP I feel the flogger on my leg. The noise made me jump more than the pain and then before I knew it the flogger hitting my other leg. How are you feeling pet and before I could answer there were a few more flogger blows on my legs. Master had been talking on phone the entire time so I knew where He was in the room. But his talking covers what he is doing so I was very surprised to feel the bite of the graphite cane next as he pulls my legs wide and says do not move I feel the cane poking and gently probing in and around my pussy. Master leaves the room again and when he comes back he places his cock in my mouth. I love to suck his cock and the fact that he is fucking my face is a turn on. I feel his hand in between my legs and rubbing my clit as I suck his cock. Then before I know it he is trying to skull fuck me and I panic thinking I cant breathe. Master pulls back kissing my ear and checks to see if I am alright or if I want to stop. No Sir, I am okay Master tries one more time and this time my reaction is even worse. Master holds me in his arms until I can get my breathing under control and we talk about what is happening with the breathing panic that I have. It is an old story about when my ex-husband was playing rough in the pool and I almost drowned. W/we now have one limit pet are you ready to continue? Yes Master. This time master clips my wrist to my ankles and I cant move very far. Master binds my right breast, now remember I cant see but the picture in my mind is of a big mushroom. I am a size 38 JJ (very large breasts) I can feel him warp the rope around the base of my tit and pull it tight. Round and round tighter and tighter Master makes it. It feels like the top part of my breast is ready to pop and the base of it feels as if it is being torn off my chest wall. It hurt but not at a level that I could not take. It wasnt until Master started to slap it that the pain really started. It got to the point that just the smallest of touches hurt. It was then that Master touched my clit and I had an orgasm that was unbelievable. He slowly unwrapped the rope from my breast as he continue to rub my clit and with each orgasm it went right to by breast. I could feel the pulsing from the orgasm in my breast which hurt because it was still bound. By the time Master finished removing the ropes I had lost touch with how many times I had cum.
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Walking the Treadmill
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Oct 4, 2008 7:11 pm
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Last night while in a Board meeting I got a text message from Master I have plans for you. This of course totally gets my mind off of my meeting! The next text message It involves water and the treadmill. I spent the next five minutes thinking of all the possibilities that this could mean missing half of what was being said. Earlier that morning Master was talking to the puppy and saying that He was going to fuck my ass for hours tonight. That sounded like so much fun and is one of my favorite activities, but I could not figure out how the two might go together. I sent a text message back that said Sir my nipples are hard thinking about your plans. This generated a quick reply of You sick Bitch On the way home I started thinking of Masters comments that flogging a wet body hurt more than a dry body and that a wet towel has more sting than the flogger. My ass still had the marks from the caning a few days ago, so by the time I got home and walked up the steps to the house each step got slower. In my mind I had worked it out so that as I walked Master would be snapping me with a wet towel saying walk faster pet. It is so very interesting what your mind does with just a small hint of an idea.
When I got home Master had cooked a nice pasta dish for our dinner and the conversation over dinner was of enemas and the purpose of them. I have to admit that I love to have my ass fucked and like it to be clean for this activity. So the use of an enema was not new but I have always done it in private. Master wanted to participate. My face must have turn beet red and then gone totally white, because Master just laughed. Yes, pet any comments he asked. In a very quiet voice I said you want to give me an enema and then have me walk on the treadmill Sir - YES and if you leak you will be sorry! Now I really had something to think about. The rest of our dinner conversation was the normal every day talk of what the rest of the work week would look like. I took my time eating and at one point Master said Pet it will not change anything Yes Sir, I am ready then to get started The faster we started the sooner it would be over. Its like when you have on a pair of nipple clamps and Master is pulling them off real slow, at first I tried to go with the pull and then I learned that it is better to hold still it gets it over faster. I tried to go in the opposite direction once and Master slapped my face and said Did I tell you to Move? DO NOT MOVE! I am still learning how to follow orders which is why my ass always has marks on it.
Okay pet go in the bathroom and you can do one enema your self to clean out and then I will give you the second one which you will have to hold and walk for 1 minute on the treadmill. After spending most of the dinner dreading this I was so happy to have at least the privacy for the first one. When this one was done and the second one ready I called Master into the bathroom for him to do the second one. Once the water was in I had to walk from the bathroom through the house to the treadmill and believe me I have never clenched my ass so tight. Half way to the living room Master said you should take a rag with you to clean up any mess you might make yes Master as I turned around to go back to get a rag. Once I got on the treadmill that was one of the longest minutes ever! When the minute was over and I had permission to release the water I was so happy until Master followed me into the bathroom. As I sat on the toilet trying to relax enough Master said That was too easy, next time will be more water
Once I was all cleaned up and kneeling at Masters side he asked if that had made me horny and my response was No Sir to which Master said well then no sex for you tonight now rub my back, slave While rubbing Masters back he asked a lot of questions about how I felt about the scene that had just happened and when I responded that I would rather have been flogged Master responded with your next punishment will be an enema that you will have to hold while shopping in the mall. Generally when using an enema in private I do get very horny and end up using a vibrator to cum when finished, so I am sure this will end up on O/our list of favorites.
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My first night at a BDSM Club
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Sep 28, 2008 4:25 pm
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It was a day full of mind games and by the time Master took me out to my first BDSM club I was a bundle of nerves. Master had been out of town on business all week and I was not expecting him back until Sunday. Saturday mornings wakeup call came at 3am and this time when asked if He woke me the answer was yes.
On your feet bitch was the first command. Then I was instructed to insert a butt plug and spend the next 30 minutes on the treadmill. Once complete I was ordered to take a cold, not warm, not luke warm but cold shower and to call him when done. Once I had finished I called him and that was when He said that He was lending me to another Master for a night of fun at the club. I was then told to go shopping and buy a Burka to wear tonight. He wanted me dressed (covered Head to toe) with even my eyes covered as a traditional Islamic women. I would have nothing else on under it except maybe nipple clamps. These instructions left my mind spinning. Later in the afternoon when Master called He wanted to know how I was feeling about being lent. I am sure in my very newbe vanilla life my thoughts on what this meant were very far from what His and the reality would have it. In my Head as a past swinger having sex with someone unknown was not scary. But then again BDSM is not always about sex. In all the reading that I do there have been a number of stories where Masters test the loyalty of their slaves by lending them. So my mind had created one painful story after another. Master said that He had worked out all the details with Master D and that there would be no sex but pain yes. I was so nervous by the time 7pm came and Master called. Master said to start getting my nipples sensitive for a waxing and to put on the O rings. So a few hours later when Master Bravo showed up at my door to pick me up I was totally surprised and had expected someone else.
All dressed in my Burka, with gloves and everything covered we drove to the club. The closer we got the more nervous I got. I felt like the veil was suffocating me. I was short of breath and sure I was going to cry at any moment from the nerves. Master was so very gentle (well as gentle as a Master can be) instructed to walk two steps behind him, W/we walked around the club with him stopping to talk to a few friends. Master gave me time to adjust and get my breathing back to normal. Once He felt I was ready W/we started the night at Leather M's table. Here Master gave me the choice of canes, only after trying them all out first. Which one would you like pet? He asked and when I did not answer fast enough W/we had to try them all again. W/we settled on the thinner one and just as we were to leave the table, Leather M asked Master if He would like to get me charged up. Now I forgot to tell you that Master had added the clover clamps to the outside of my burka, because He felt my nipples were not ready for waxing yet. So Leather M's idea of fun was an electrically charged metal cane that when touched to my body gave me little zings that went right to the metal nipple clamps. So when Master touched my toe not only did my toe get the zing my nipples did also. Master and Leather M both had a lot of fun with this. I never knew until the probe touched me if Master was pushing the petal to make it have current or not until it touched me and for the next few minutes Master had a lot of fun watching me jump even when there was no current.
Next Master tied me to the cross. Another first for me. Master started with me tied facing the cross where He flogged my ass and back with the new cane and His leather flogger. Once He was satisfied with the color of my back He turned me around and work on the front of me. This time He asked one of the other club members to Help him by holding my burka up and out of the way as He flogged my breasts and inner thighs. At one point He left me tied to the cross exposed as He when to see if the waxing table was ready. It must not have been because when he returned he spent so more time tormenting my nipples and breasts. When W/we moved to the waxing table the fun really began.
At the waxing table Master removed my robe and had me lie face down on the table. This time when Master flogged me it was all over my back, my ass and my legs. Just when I thought I could take no more I felt Masters hands on my back as he rubbed all the area he had just flogged but when he got to my ass He did not just rub my ass but caused me to cum. As my body was coming down from that the hot wax started. The wax was hot and did hurt but also felt so good all at the same time. At one point Master whispered in my ear wanting to know if I was okay. I had to bite my lip to keep from saying I love you and instead just shook my head yes. For at that point I was more than alright! The ice on my back was a lot harder to take than even the flogging. God that ice was cold! Master left me to clean up the waxing station and get it ready for my front. My nipples were very sore and Master cuffed my hands to my ankles to keep me still as he started the process over. The flogging on my nipples hurt and I know that Master used a lot lighter touch than on my back. The wax was hot and to this point I am still not sure what else he used on my breast but there was some other pain in multiple places on each breast as he continued the waxing. Once again the ice was a shock and hot wax and cold ice at the same time was a unique combination.
At 2am the club closed and Master drove me home where we fell into bed exhausted. Him from a day of travel and me from a combination of being up for 24 hours and from all the new experiences. I was totally surprised when at 7am Master woke me up with an ice pack on my sore bottom. Bitch time for my message before you go use your treadmill for half an hour. And so my training begins.
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Hot Wax and Tender Nipples...Oh My!!!
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Sep 26, 2008 6:27 am
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I know that there is some hidden meaning to this but I sure have racked my brain trying to figure this one out. This morning Master called at 5:30 am and asked if I was up. I had been up since 5 am, fed and walked the puppy and was just about to go on line and told Him this, which brought out a darn my version of his words. When I asked why he would not say so I am now sure that there is some game he wishes to play, I am not sure what it could be but it has bugged me all morning thinking about it.
Master has been away on business and should be back sometime on Sunday. He has started getting me ready for a play date on his return. This morning after His unsuccessful attempt to wake me up He had me ware His clover clamps on my already tender nipples for what seemed like hours but was only minutes I am sure. All the time I had the clamps on Master Bravo kept talking of everyday things and part of that conversation eluded to some hot wax on tender nipples this weekend. At the time this sounded like fun but now a few hours later and still working on the tender nipples part, I am sure it will hurt a lot more than I had first thought. When we finished with the nipple clamps Master had me get the nipple pump with the small o rings to ware to work for the day. When you first put the rings on I thought this will be easy
.all day
a piece of cake
.a walk in the park and it is now ONLY 9am and I am so ready to eat my words!!!! While the rings did not hurt as the day goes on they are getting more sensitive. I never realizes how many things ones breast brush against during the regular coarse of the day until now. The height of my desk for example, when reaching for the phone causes little shocks now at the brush against it. By noon I will be rearranging my desk!
I am looking forward to the Hot Wax Sir with equal parts of fear, excitement and anticipation!
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