Bruises and Welts Oh MY
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Publié :18/4/2011 11h19
Dernière mise à jour :19/9/2012 16h12 2061 vues
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 It has taken a few days to analyze my reactions and figure out just what it is that I feel with DOM. He and I have not played for 6 weeks. Due to our falling out.
I arrived ready to play on Thursday, but the maid was still there and he was not quite prepared for me yet, so I waited patiently while he leads me to the bedroom so that he can take a shower. (God it was so hard not to jump in to join him. But I knew he would be displeased if I interrupted his routine.)
I sit there on the bed trying to understand these feeling he creats in me. I watch him as he shaves, thinking to myself;
Why this man?
Why this connection?
Is he good looking YES?
But he his not mind blowingly gorgeous.
Nor when looking at him would you suspect the control and power he so easily exerts over me.
Actually on first inspection he is a very laid back guy, with an easy smile, comfortable with himself and others.
 But then it’s like a switch that goes off and suddenly he has my full attention. The sound of his voice alone does something to me that I cant really describe in words but it sends a jolt of awareness through my body right to my core and makes me needy with a desire to touch him, taste him and feel him inside me.
And he so knows how to touch me, he plays my body like it’s a instrument undressing me and revealing to his displeasure my breasts that have a few bruises from a corset and binding party I attended earlier in the week. I try to explain to him but I don’t think he believes me. Suddenly he is not just playing my body but controlling every moment marking me and making me his.
I’ve never seen him out of control, ( nor did I this time as he had me blind folded for the majority of our session, but I felt it, the intensity and pull of him coming close to losing that control) and it in a way is exhilarating to know that I had that effect on him.
We’ve never gone far enough that I had to have a word to make him stop, he has always seemed to know just from my bodies reaction how far he could push me, but he gave it to me then in those last moments, as though even he new that he was close to letting something lose.
All I can say is OMG! There is something erotic about having my sense of sight taken from me and just feeling his breath against my skin as he circles my body inspecting me. He is very skilled with his belt and it drives me wild to feel it slap against me, but with every sting comes a caress that carries a promise of so much more. By the time he is done I am dripping wet wanting, needing to feel him inside me and it is torturous as this is the one thing he will not allow. When he places the belt around my neck I freeze up, uncertain of myself and if this is a game I am willing to play, but strangely enough I know he will never hurt me that he will only bring me and himself pleasure.
Now the ball gag is another story, I rebel against it completely, I have a hard time breathing and it makes me feel Closter phobic, not to mention silly as hell...
And my collar…. He has told me he got one for me and I was uncertain as I am unsure about what he wants from me. But when he placed it around my neck …. Well, I love the feel of it and I want desperately to belong to him.
Dom brings out a suitcase full of toys that he refuses to allow me to see, he has been busy purchasing toys that he says he wants to use on me. One in particular an electro stimulator which he attaches to my already bruised and battered breasts. The intensity is amazing, but I know he is disappointed because I can not explain to him just how it makes me feel. Even now I find it hard. Yes you can feel the current of electricity as it circles around my nipple, sometimes it is only a sensation of heat sometimes it is more a pinching, pulsing or biting sensation. But to me it all comes down to ecstasy. I can’t wait to play with it more and to feel all the attachments (but that’s for another day)
I think one of the greatest things about DOM is that though he is closed off emotionally in many ways. That he tries to open himself up to me, and that he takes the time to be tender with me following our sessions. They can be very intense and coming down from that level of intensity can leave you shaky and very vulnerable. When he has rung every emotion from me, he is perfectly willing to just lie there and hold me and caress my body until my brain and body can function again. And when I look at him then….. No one in the world is more beautiful then he is, and there is nothing I would not give to please him always.
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Deleted my lovely pictures
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Publié :30/3/2011 21h54
Dernière mise à jour :20/9/2012 6h01 1274 vues
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Well I deleted all of my beautiful ass and breast pictures today. This really sucks because it was so empowering to have NAY take them. Not to mention having them posted for others to see. Thank all of you who commented and offered to take more, and to those who made special requests. (sorry it may have to wait or I will send them to you direct. )
I was having so much fun being a bit of a exhibitionist.
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BUT... the Phsyco EX got wind that I am on passion. He actually read a text from a friend( yeah he steals my phone every now and then and goes through my messages and numbers)
With the kids and the custody thing going, I just cant risk it he already broke into my computer and my journal entries. ( some were rather juicy and he definitely has taken them out of context to try and use against me.)
So here is my question for the day.... How do you navigate living this life style while operating in the vanilla world. A group I socialize with brought this issue up but there wasn't a lot of response, and as I am new to this I am rather curious about it.Expecially with the kid-o issue and custody and all the BS.
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