Glowing

This was going to be a horrible week. @Domworks was going to be out of town this weekend, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to see him at all. After Tuesday I’ve been off from school as well. All this free time and no Sir. *sigh* He has gotten quite addictive…

Not to say it has been a bad week at all. I found out Tuesday that my graded project for this section of school is to cover a naked, statuesque blonde in chocolate and then mummify her, among other things. I helped make a dinner for the military guys Wednesday. They are always entertaining. (I am just going to repress Thursday…) And then Friday two girls in collars were dragged to the Crypt before their planned weekend getaway with their husbands. I don’t know how much influence I had in that, or what they may have discovered there, but I do know the driver was extremely motivated to get a nice flogger after last weekend…

So then it was the weekend, and I had permission to play. Well… half of me had permission to play…

“Only one ass cheek/thigh can be beaten, and after each blow you must say ‘Hit me harder you, you pussy!'”

So I headed to the local club. I had arranged to meet the Dom again that gave me my birthday spankings as well as another Sadist I had been trying to meet for quite a while. It is convenient that they are best friends.

After some boot blacking practice, I was cuffed to the same rack that I had been cuffed to on my birthday. At the first torment, however, I slipped right out of the cuffs. Again. So then I was tied to the rack. They did make sure to give me lots of room to dance around, but I couldn’t get away this time. Trust me… it didn’t take long until I was really trying to.

Then, all of a sudden, there were two fists in my hair, two voices growling horrible things into both ears, kisses on my neck from both sides. I take it my responses to that treatment were quite amusing from their chuckles. (I do know that it was around this point I completely forgot the line I was supposed to use. Bad girl.)

Next, I remember an awful lot of electrical energy and a shitload of metal objects. I was the one energized, so anything metal was a weapon. They strung a chain between my thighs so I would not be able to close my legs, or so they could ‘encourage’ me to open them further. Two Sadists, one in front and one in back, torturing me. As the smell of ozone and burnt hair got stronger, each would keep me from pulling too far from the other, driving me back to the pain with more pain.

(Not my photo.
They were too busy torturing me
to take photos of what they were doing.)

In front, at one point, I do remember a fluorescent tube was the weapon of choice. The electrical field in and around my body was so intense that the tube lit up about 18″ away from me, and just glowed brighter as it got closer until the arc jumped out to drive me back to whatever metallic torture was waiting behind me. I swear that thing was just a cattle prod disguised as a fluorescent tube! I danced. A LOT! I did figure out that, even if I couldn’t actually get away, I could climb a rack in 5″ heels fairly quickly. I also learned that I could not hide on the ceiling.

They chose the left side
as they were both right-handed.
Good thing Sir is left-handed…

There was a lot more pain. Floggers, crops, paddles, an ironwood stick, and many more things I don’t remember. There was only one Sadist during most of this part, a giant of a man. I felt very tiny. He went on forever… or only a few minutes. By then I was flying pretty damned far out in subspace, so I don’t know. I do remember telling him that he was a big tease. I was drenched and desperately wanted cock. He laughed and untied me from the rack.

Purring puddle of goo.

After purring, grinning, and babbling in the fetal position under a nice warm blanket (and pillow fort) cuddling floggers for a while, I rejoined them and enjoyed the rest of the evening.

I did have fun. I made new friends. I flew. But it still isn’t Sir. *sighs again* Is it Tuesday yet?

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6 Responses
  1. lovelustlondon says:

    Sounds delicious fun, and such a beautiful sub

  2. kazigrrl says:

    Wow, definitely sounds intense! I want to do some stuff with electricity at some point 🙂

    ~Kazi xxx

  3. Molly says:

    The whole electricity thing does nothing for me but makes me nervous and not in a good way… love the image of you huddled beneath the blankets. The look of total bliss on your face is perfect

    Mollyxxx
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  4. jemima101 says:

    purring puddle of goo…oh yes!

  5. geekynymph says:

    electricity does make me nervous, but it looks like you had a great time- at least it made the wait a bit more bearable? 🙂

  6. Yes, THAT Tonya says:

    *shudder* I have had exactly ONE scene with a Violet Wand and hated every minute of it. It was my one and only experience ever with electricity. I do like to see that you are all cuddly smiles, afterward, however. 🙂
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