He brought two cattle prods with Him this year. A full-sized one that you might imagine when you hear those words, and a smaller, stun-gun sized one. Both with the high pitched whine of charging. Neither with the tell-tale crackle Continue reading Control and Cattle Prods
I love the drumming at camp. Having no rhythm myself, I still love to move to their beat. Last year I circled the Burn with Him. This year I did not, preferring to sit, but still the drums moved me. Continue reading To the Beat of the Drums
A group of kinky friends went away for a long weekend in the woods. It was absolutely delightful. A relaxing few days of food, fellowship, and floating. Salt water is so much better than chlorine. Also, fruit snacks might be Continue reading Kinky Getaway
And sometimes, I need for him to take care of me, when I’m striving too hard to take care of him. As per the last post, I was stressing myself out massively over the events this weekend, and more. I Continue reading His Care
It started in the social area. Friends with a stun baton. She’s negotiating, afraid. Wants to see someone else be hit with it first. He of course, volunteers me. Zapping my leg, making me scream and squirm away, and scream Continue reading Scened All Night
What would you like? Sideways or face-down? Or do you want to float? I can float face-down. Clothes off to get them out of your way? Sure. Stripped down to a black bra, red fishnet stockings and shiny black boots. Continue reading Rope, Rhino Cock, and a Balancing Act
It has been over a week, so I’ll do my best. That is why I should always write asap after a scene, also this. It started with rope. Can you do a box-tie? Yes. Arms behind the back, wrists tied, Continue reading Stun Guns and Happiness
Had a great night last night. There was some passing around of the stun gun because one of the girls wanted it, but didn’t want to do it to herself. Had my shoulders rubbed and some snuggles from a friend. Continue reading Rubber Floggers and a Dragontail
Itchy, twitchy, brain all messy. Linkin Park on the mind. It’s hot and work has been rough this week. Lots of heavy lifting and rearranging of entire sections of the store. I can’t get my brain to settle down to Continue reading Burn It Down (in my mind)
He flogged me to tears last night. The kind of tears that don’t stop when the floggers do. He pushed me hard and fast. Against the wall, into the wall, and through to release. My arms hurt from holding my Continue reading Release & Creativity