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So, where did I leave off? I do not have as much time to spend on line, so please forgive me.
The young lady has not yet listened to reason and refuse to come see so I ontinue to push her. Our time in rope in the cemetery was a bit much, more because of the drive over spent blindfolded and naked except for a sarong than the actual activites there.
Most recently I received the loviest of massages and thanked her with restraints, blindfold, needles and rubber bands. She does not like pain. She is not a masochist. It makes it a different kind of fun for me that she submits to such toture just to please me.
I enjoyed placing those three needles close together over the sternum. There is less flesh to pierce so it is a stingier sensation. I removed them almost immediately, well not quite I wiggled and thumped them first. I was rewarded with little drops of blood. Although that made me happy there was not quite enough of it so I opened a new needle and poked tender breast meat eigth times. She reacted with a 'hey!' and I responded with "We could always get out a gag, You do realize that I am painting you in your own blood?".
Lets take time to appreciate this moment. Aside from not being a masochist this is also something that just smacks of insanity to her. I relished her reaction.
I continued to poke and milk the red paint from her and did a small image for her. I chastized her for not having her camera available for me to capture such a moment.
It was big fun!
As she sat at my feet and basked in the afterglow she made a therror of stating, "i don't think the cube exists." She has never seen the cube. She has heard of it. Heard stories of it, but never had the opportunity. I kindly informed her that we would rememdy that on her next visit.
It was Wednesday. She will be away teaching a class for the next couple of weeks so I had her come a week early. We ate a light meal and had a glass of sangria. We conversed animatedly back to my office. Once at my office the command to strip for me came and being a good girl, she did not hesitate.
I chose rope to be my torment tonight. She has issues with being restricted and confined so I thought it as good a time as any to try those waters. My lovely purple rope. I fashioned a chest harness and followed up with binding the ankles and bringing them to connect to the hands in a hogtie of sorts. I then pinched and spanked and bit until she panted and begged me to stop. I checked her restraints and finding them safe I continued to torment her. I then undid my work and did a tortoise(shibari) and enjoyed the way she looked in it finally undoing this for a simple hand tie with a slip know and a drape around her to keep her somewhat dressed. A blindfold to complete the ensemble and I escorted her outside and into my car. I listened to her breathing change as time passed from nervous to panicky. I touch her skin and pulled her hair causing her to gasp. After 25 minutes we arrived at a cemetery where I allowed her to get out and walk with me before removing the blindfold.
It was invigorating watching her go through all the processes of the evening, She battled allowing me to whisk her away like this. She struggled with not having her phone, her shoes and her clothes. She managed it all very well and was permitted to rest at my feet when we returned. I will add to this the next time we do this. I will make it more restrictive as well as have her laying down to disorient her. I will cross over an old wooden bridge and go out of town.
Big Smiles
Now this Saturday...
A different girl is going to meet me at a Dungeon and we will get our spank on. I am also planning on some needle work too. I will pack my normal things and maybe even treat her to some electric play. This young lady likes pain. She enjoys it much like I do so I am looking forward to leaving her bottom bruised with reminders of our time together.
My girl arrived on time and after a simple dinner we started the process of unloading my toy bag. Needles, ropes, fire cups. a tens unit. red vinyl slapper and my safety equipment all out on my table while her eyes getting bigger with each item.
In the end, I chose to only threaten and then I rubbed her feet and allowed her to sit at my feet while I stroked her skin and brushed her hair. for hours she sat there while we talked and my fingers raised goosebumps on her skin,
It was a night of D/s rewards. She has been such the good girl.
