The Weekends just get more and more exciting........
I'm drop dead exhausted... trying to hold out till J calls and we have our weekly phone chat. I need it, he's one of my few grounding people. After a weekend like this I need grounding. I still seem to be floating somewhere up around the ceiling. Saturday afternoon, Kinky Karnival at RAMROD. Was interesting. Some of the classes held more interest to me than others and I could have listened or watched them go on for another hour. Some of the classes were total bores to me. But the object was to hit a wide variety of people and I must say I think they did do that.
Sat Night... Down the Street Cafe...I tied 3 people. Almost a sense of being a "mother hen" to them while they were in rope. Constantly checking on them, being at all times aware, and being vigilent to any concerns before they arose. THEN... after I got everyone untied, and I thought it was almost time to go home. I got brave and asked Q to tie my hands to my side (thinking I could last maybe 5 minutes). He tied my hands to my side, he blindfolded me, and then he lowered my shirt over my breasts and used the "evil stick" on them. The pain level was high, my senses were extremely alert, I had hands all over me, and that stick torturing my breasts. I orgasmed LONG and HARD. It was like no orgasm I have had in a LONG long time. Endorphins were flowing. It took me hours to come down from that..... a two edged sword... the high of being in control of three people, of caretaking for them and then in hte same evening having my control away and having other people care for me and my needs. Giving up that control to them. TRUST incredible trust that I got from them, and then gave back to them.
Sunday was spent just hanging out with 7 other people and myself, starting the day off (at noon) with a roast beef sub and coffee. Then moving onto a day of non-stop bondage. At one time or another every person in the house was naked (EXCEPT FOR ME) at no point during the day Sunday did I take off my clothes, until I climbed under the covers at midnight alone for sleep. During the course of the day I did some form of bondage on six different people. I would have been happy to do it on the 7th person, but he's a Dom, and well..... just not into it !!! LOL. I had a ball !!!
I'm DROP DEAD EXHAUSTED AND READY FOR SLEEP
nightie night
Sat Night... Down the Street Cafe...I tied 3 people. Almost a sense of being a "mother hen" to them while they were in rope. Constantly checking on them, being at all times aware, and being vigilent to any concerns before they arose. THEN... after I got everyone untied, and I thought it was almost time to go home. I got brave and asked Q to tie my hands to my side (thinking I could last maybe 5 minutes). He tied my hands to my side, he blindfolded me, and then he lowered my shirt over my breasts and used the "evil stick" on them. The pain level was high, my senses were extremely alert, I had hands all over me, and that stick torturing my breasts. I orgasmed LONG and HARD. It was like no orgasm I have had in a LONG long time. Endorphins were flowing. It took me hours to come down from that..... a two edged sword... the high of being in control of three people, of caretaking for them and then in hte same evening having my control away and having other people care for me and my needs. Giving up that control to them. TRUST incredible trust that I got from them, and then gave back to them.
Sunday was spent just hanging out with 7 other people and myself, starting the day off (at noon) with a roast beef sub and coffee. Then moving onto a day of non-stop bondage. At one time or another every person in the house was naked (EXCEPT FOR ME) at no point during the day Sunday did I take off my clothes, until I climbed under the covers at midnight alone for sleep. During the course of the day I did some form of bondage on six different people. I would have been happy to do it on the 7th person, but he's a Dom, and well..... just not into it !!! LOL. I had a ball !!!
I'm DROP DEAD EXHAUSTED AND READY FOR SLEEP
nightie night