A real busy day, and equally foggy in my memory....
Brunch in the hotel...
Watching some of the circus...
Playing games on the Midway...
Then off to see my parents at their hotel, before they departed..
Back to our rooms to pack and get checked out before 18:00
Dinner, at the buffet in the hotel
A stop at the 'big' souvenir shop
A tank of gas..... then at 2145, on the road (again) heading for home.
I fiddled with the radio, while my traveling companions slept.
J woke up after an hour plus, and we talked.....
We 'hit' Barstow around midnight, and found a place to pee, and get more coffee or drinks.
C 0
DSLO 60 1/4
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Sept 14
So here it is, Sept 24th...so I'm waaaaay behind.
So I'll be doing some very brief recaps...
MARRIED to J at 14:00.
My parents were there, along with friends C and L, and Her SO, R.
Most memorable part.... R was the only one who forgot to silence his cell phone for the ceremony, and IT was the one that rang in the middle of our vows.
The photographer got a great picture if J laughing out loud when it happened.
Afterwards, we gathered in some room, waiting for pictures to be ready for us to inspect, and see which ones we wanted.., to count among the dozen included in our package.
Back to the hotel in our limo...
J and I went, and took my parents back to their hotel to change clothes...then back to our room, where J took a breathing-nap, then we went into the main hotel to the restaurant.
Over the course of the evening, I had four rum and cokes.
Not enough to get sloppy drunk, but I was not feeling too much pain, either.
L and C were good enough to drive my parents back to their hotel, so J and I were able to adjourn to our room.
We started...with some BDSM play, as can be seen from pictures on a previous post...
...and ended there too, as some combination of fatigue and alcohol prevented me from achieving a physical state required for us to continue.....
CIG 0 !
DSLO 59 1/4
So I'll be doing some very brief recaps...
MARRIED to J at 14:00.
My parents were there, along with friends C and L, and Her SO, R.
Most memorable part.... R was the only one who forgot to silence his cell phone for the ceremony, and IT was the one that rang in the middle of our vows.
The photographer got a great picture if J laughing out loud when it happened.
Afterwards, we gathered in some room, waiting for pictures to be ready for us to inspect, and see which ones we wanted.., to count among the dozen included in our package.
Back to the hotel in our limo...
J and I went, and took my parents back to their hotel to change clothes...then back to our room, where J took a breathing-nap, then we went into the main hotel to the restaurant.
Over the course of the evening, I had four rum and cokes.
Not enough to get sloppy drunk, but I was not feeling too much pain, either.
L and C were good enough to drive my parents back to their hotel, so J and I were able to adjourn to our room.
We started...with some BDSM play, as can be seen from pictures on a previous post...
...and ended there too, as some combination of fatigue and alcohol prevented me from achieving a physical state required for us to continue.....
CIG 0 !
DSLO 59 1/4
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Sept 13
All of us up 0545 - 0600.
We partook of the 'free' breakfast there, 0700 to ...
.She drove the first leg.... gassed up the car, hit MickeyD for coffee, etc, a rediteller for cash, a gas station for candy ... etc
0815 officially ON the way.
I sat in back (my choice) reading the paper, magazines, catching up on notes...
And I felt a sudden swerve.... uggh... and I ....glared at Her, as if to say, "Were you paying attention?"
Come to find out later, She took offense to the way I looked at Her, and I really did not know the whole story at the time, that She was swerving to avoid road debris... so, my bad.
We stopped in Bw to get rid of some, and to take on some more, and I took over driving.
I was on cruise control, between 75 and 85 most of the way.
We arrived at the Marriage License Bureau around 12:45...
I had long ago filled in the application online, and we walked in, 2nd in line in the express.
Within 10 minutes, we were at a window, and 20 minutes later, we were out of there, License in hand.
We walked down to the Chapel, to give them the license, and waited around for our coordinator to meet with us...
She told us, the Garden was down the street a few blocks...
We went to the car, did a drive by, then went on our way.
She wanted a white shirt for R for the wedding, and She thought She remembered where a mall was.
Well She didn't, or rather, if there was one there, it was gone by the time we got there.
All the lights in LV are so fucking long, this did nothing to improve my mood.
Eventually, we used GPS to find a mall, and a Mys, and acquired a shirt for him, and a belt that would fit for me.
MickeyD's for coffee, JiB for other snacks, a $-general store for, I don't know what... then off to the hotel.
Another tragi-comedy, as I found out, whatever street I turned on does not go into LV Blvd, but OVER it...
Once at the CC, it took... another inordinate amount of time to figure out where to park just to check in....
And a long check in line....
Fortunately, they DID have our reservation...I had been preparing myself for it to be lost or something...
Then another sequence of nonsense while I tried to figure out where the entrance to the building was....
Solved by Her, asking a security guard.
Finally in our rooms, 1715 or so
We settled in for some kinda naps.
Dad called, around 1800, saying that they had arrived, just waiting on their shuttle to hotel... I would give them time to settle in, change, then come get them to go to dinner.
I think it was 20:00 ish when we did that, with J in the car with me, and I drove there, and the first meeting between my parents and Her.
Back to our hotel, grabbed R, and went into the main hotel for the Buffet.
After dinner, we drove 'em back to their hotel, returned, and went to sleep.
Cigarette 0
DSLO 58 1/4
14 hrs til TW
We partook of the 'free' breakfast there, 0700 to ...
.She drove the first leg.... gassed up the car, hit MickeyD for coffee, etc, a rediteller for cash, a gas station for candy ... etc
0815 officially ON the way.
I sat in back (my choice) reading the paper, magazines, catching up on notes...
And I felt a sudden swerve.... uggh... and I ....glared at Her, as if to say, "Were you paying attention?"
Come to find out later, She took offense to the way I looked at Her, and I really did not know the whole story at the time, that She was swerving to avoid road debris... so, my bad.
We stopped in Bw to get rid of some, and to take on some more, and I took over driving.
I was on cruise control, between 75 and 85 most of the way.
We arrived at the Marriage License Bureau around 12:45...
I had long ago filled in the application online, and we walked in, 2nd in line in the express.
Within 10 minutes, we were at a window, and 20 minutes later, we were out of there, License in hand.
We walked down to the Chapel, to give them the license, and waited around for our coordinator to meet with us...
She told us, the Garden was down the street a few blocks...
We went to the car, did a drive by, then went on our way.
She wanted a white shirt for R for the wedding, and She thought She remembered where a mall was.
Well She didn't, or rather, if there was one there, it was gone by the time we got there.
All the lights in LV are so fucking long, this did nothing to improve my mood.
Eventually, we used GPS to find a mall, and a Mys, and acquired a shirt for him, and a belt that would fit for me.
MickeyD's for coffee, JiB for other snacks, a $-general store for, I don't know what... then off to the hotel.
Another tragi-comedy, as I found out, whatever street I turned on does not go into LV Blvd, but OVER it...
Once at the CC, it took... another inordinate amount of time to figure out where to park just to check in....
And a long check in line....
Fortunately, they DID have our reservation...I had been preparing myself for it to be lost or something...
Then another sequence of nonsense while I tried to figure out where the entrance to the building was....
Solved by Her, asking a security guard.
Finally in our rooms, 1715 or so
We settled in for some kinda naps.
Dad called, around 1800, saying that they had arrived, just waiting on their shuttle to hotel... I would give them time to settle in, change, then come get them to go to dinner.
I think it was 20:00 ish when we did that, with J in the car with me, and I drove there, and the first meeting between my parents and Her.
Back to our hotel, grabbed R, and went into the main hotel for the Buffet.
After dinner, we drove 'em back to their hotel, returned, and went to sleep.
Cigarette 0
DSLO 58 1/4
14 hrs til TW
Sept 12
home from work...packing ...
Nap
To HB, to pick up a rental car.
in Separate cars, She took dogs to vet, then to see Her waxing lady.
I went to the mall...grrrrrr... to pick up gifts that had been left to be engraved...
but She did not tell me the best entrance to find the store..... so I walked a good mile or more, back and forth trying to find it.... really soured my mood for the rest of the day...
Then I picked up R at work, and we converged in two cars at the shop to pickup R's bike, then we headed to LB.
We talked with H a while there,
Left Her car there, then back to HB so she could do some packing....
Then off to a meeting of Hers in Dy.
I wanted to take a nap during the meeting, but the two children were playing too loudly (one of which was R).
Back to the HB house for a minnit, then out to dinner,
Then to a motel for the night, two beds, R slept with Her, I slept alone, until She woke up in the morning sometime, and joined me.
However, it worked, we were sleeping pretty hard.
Cigarette ONE (on the way home from work, earlier in the morning...)
57 1/4 DSLO
38 hrs until TW
Nap
To HB, to pick up a rental car.
in Separate cars, She took dogs to vet, then to see Her waxing lady.
I went to the mall...grrrrrr... to pick up gifts that had been left to be engraved...
but She did not tell me the best entrance to find the store..... so I walked a good mile or more, back and forth trying to find it.... really soured my mood for the rest of the day...
Then I picked up R at work, and we converged in two cars at the shop to pickup R's bike, then we headed to LB.
We talked with H a while there,
Left Her car there, then back to HB so she could do some packing....
Then off to a meeting of Hers in Dy.
I wanted to take a nap during the meeting, but the two children were playing too loudly (one of which was R).
Back to the HB house for a minnit, then out to dinner,
Then to a motel for the night, two beds, R slept with Her, I slept alone, until She woke up in the morning sometime, and joined me.
However, it worked, we were sleeping pretty hard.
Cigarette ONE (on the way home from work, earlier in the morning...)
57 1/4 DSLO
38 hrs until TW
sept 11
...way behind... over a week..... let us see how much I can catch up...
Home from work.
She came over mid day ...
We ...had sex, still no happy ending for me.
More sleep, then back to work.
One cigarette...
56 1/4 days orgasm free
62 hours until TW
Home from work.
She came over mid day ...
We ...had sex, still no happy ending for me.
More sleep, then back to work.
One cigarette...
56 1/4 days orgasm free
62 hours until TW
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
09/16 home, really tired
We arrived at my place, 0145. unpacked, went on upstairs.
She went to pee, fell asleep on the toilet for a minute...
stood up, duck walked into the bed room, and fell asleep like this.
ALl of us up after 6 or 7 hours, and a bunch of running around...
WF to open a new account between J and me.
Vet, to pick up our dogs
The LB house, then to HB, fill up the rental, drop the car....
Jack in Box for snack, then me, heading home, where I got a two hour hap, before getting up to go to work.....
C 0
DSLO 61 1/4
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
sept 10
...a day of rest, so to speak.
After I got home, took care of things, and called, I was speaking to Little S, who told me that J was so upset and sad about the previous day, that Little S put Her 'under'.
So, I never really found out completely what the hell happened the previous day.
And I'm trying to avoid asking.... questions that don't specifically relate to me.
I mean, all this DOES in the way it affects our relationship, but I continue to learn that She does not readily give up information, or speaks in vague generalities, quite often.
So, rather than get annoyed by it, it's better I don't ask, and wait til She starts volunteering.
Like, how did Psychotic Sister really find out 'everything'?
Really, what is Her son (D's) problem, I mean REALLY?
How long has R been holding back about how he really feels?
She made a throw away comment about making one of the bedrooms into a temporary office of something like that.
And I asked, "What, what about your son D"
"Oh, he's not coming with us, he's staying with Psycho Sister."
WHAT?
This is how I usually find things out.
Anyway, back to the morning, where I did some paperwork, had dinner, went to sleep....
She called, not Little, but Herself, and we spoke awhile, and I went back to sleep.
Up at 1740, and we exchanged texts, as She told me plans for Wednesday and Thursday, so far.
Then I went / came to work, and She went with R to a Munch in T.
R went home with H, to the house in LB that we would soon be moving into.
She and I talked on the phone, as She drove home alone.
Later, we chatted on g for a bit, then She went to sleep.
Or told me She was going to sleep, but I could see that She was up and posting on FL again, without talking to me.
For Wednesday, She is supposed to see a doctor first, then come to my place to do something with Her hair.
I'll probably be asleep when She arrives....then we'll see.
For some reason, I usually don't wind up sleeping all that much when She comes over.
On a high note, I found my dress shoes. Thought I was going have buy another pair, but I don't.
Managed to get SOME bills paid online, so I don't feel under the gun about those.
On a low note, I'm restricted to one cigarette a day this week, and even with the aid of the e-cigarettes, it's been a BITCH. Too much stressy stuff going on. GRRRRRR.
Score:
Cigarettes ONE
DSLO 55 1/2
UTW: 86 HOURS
"But now I laugh and pull so hard...
See you swinging from the Gallows Pole..."
After I got home, took care of things, and called, I was speaking to Little S, who told me that J was so upset and sad about the previous day, that Little S put Her 'under'.
So, I never really found out completely what the hell happened the previous day.
And I'm trying to avoid asking.... questions that don't specifically relate to me.
I mean, all this DOES in the way it affects our relationship, but I continue to learn that She does not readily give up information, or speaks in vague generalities, quite often.
So, rather than get annoyed by it, it's better I don't ask, and wait til She starts volunteering.
Like, how did Psychotic Sister really find out 'everything'?
Really, what is Her son (D's) problem, I mean REALLY?
How long has R been holding back about how he really feels?
She made a throw away comment about making one of the bedrooms into a temporary office of something like that.
And I asked, "What, what about your son D"
"Oh, he's not coming with us, he's staying with Psycho Sister."
WHAT?
This is how I usually find things out.
Anyway, back to the morning, where I did some paperwork, had dinner, went to sleep....
She called, not Little, but Herself, and we spoke awhile, and I went back to sleep.
Up at 1740, and we exchanged texts, as She told me plans for Wednesday and Thursday, so far.
Then I went / came to work, and She went with R to a Munch in T.
R went home with H, to the house in LB that we would soon be moving into.
She and I talked on the phone, as She drove home alone.
Later, we chatted on g for a bit, then She went to sleep.
Or told me She was going to sleep, but I could see that She was up and posting on FL again, without talking to me.
For Wednesday, She is supposed to see a doctor first, then come to my place to do something with Her hair.
I'll probably be asleep when She arrives....then we'll see.
For some reason, I usually don't wind up sleeping all that much when She comes over.
On a high note, I found my dress shoes. Thought I was going have buy another pair, but I don't.
Managed to get SOME bills paid online, so I don't feel under the gun about those.
On a low note, I'm restricted to one cigarette a day this week, and even with the aid of the e-cigarettes, it's been a BITCH. Too much stressy stuff going on. GRRRRRR.
Score:
Cigarettes ONE
DSLO 55 1/2
UTW: 86 HOURS
"But now I laugh and pull so hard...
See you swinging from the Gallows Pole..."
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Sept 6 through 9
A busy week-end, so Four days of blogs to ...catch up on, and try to remember....
Sept 6
Home from work, two hour nap, up and out to an appointment with ENT specialist... 99 degrees !
Confirmed what we kinda new, I have significant hearing loss at high frequencies, with hearing aids recommended. Doctor said they would see what my insurance covers, have another appointment early October.
Back home and ...finally to bed. Been feeling mighty sleep deprived, and decided I was gonna sleep without an alarm, I would get up whenever I got up.
Meanwhile, a slight change of plans that I might have mentioned previously; I thought I'd be alone all weekend, until the party on Sunday, but due to the drama at Her house, She was planning to come over Saturday morning and spend the day and night.
She called me a couple of times during the day and night, to give me updates, and I kept going back to sleep, and slept through til 0730 Saturday morning.
Score
Cigarettes 2
DSLO 51 1/4
UW 6 D, 14 H
Sept 7
Up 0730... walk, feed, changed litter box, lots of laundry moving around, gathered up newspapers and trash, shower, etc... and ONE cigarette, while I was moving my car out of the carport, to make room for Hers.
She arrived 0930, we immediately went out for breakfast.
Then to a UPS store, so I could get a replacement modem sent to AT&T, and supermarket for shopping, then home.
And it was time for something I had been wanting to do, ever since She once mentioned it was a fantasy of Hers.
With much cooperation on Her part, I loosely bound Her wrists so that Her hands were at Her side, but not going to be in my way, and I bound Her ankles, to keep Her legs spread as She lay on Her back, and I set a timer for fifteen minutes, and I 'went down' on Her.
Her moans and screams of ecstasy were a delight......
She was gasping for breath at the end of the 15 minutes, and I said, "More, yes or no?"
"I .d..don't know," She gasp.
So I set the timer for another 10 minutes, and dived in.
She gasped and shrieked some more, and at the end of ten minutes, I asked, "More?"
And She said, "No no..."
I undid the cuffs, and ... got on top of Her, and .... um.... made love, for quite a while.
After some rest, I had to get up and do some online financial stuff, that I had been putting off for too long.
Then I made arrangements to meet my best/only friend for dinner, and we went on out to eat.
First we picked up his ex-wife, which I had not planned on, but it was okay....
And with HER there, the rest of us didn't have to say a word, she carried the whole conversation at the table.
We stopped at a market on the way home for ice cream.
Once home, She mentioned She might like a little more of THAT, and I obliged, binding Her wrists and ankles and giving Her another fifteen minutes of forced orgasms, which led to more intercourse.
Then it was time to collapse, and we went to sleep around 23:30.
Score
Cigarette 1
DSLO 52 1/4
UW 5 D, 14 H
Sept 8
Awake 01:30, just long enough to partake of some ice cream, and back to sleep
Until 0600... awake, for lovemaking...
0730, getting ready with morning chores, and showers, getting dressed,
.... but Little S came out, and asked if I wanted to 'play with sticks'.
I said, "Well, maybe for a few minutes..."
So I got some nice stripes on my buttocks, then we dressed and were
off to my 'church' for service.
A stop at my bank for a deposit and withdrawal, then Mickey D's for drinks, then home for packing and such.... and off to HB, to pick up R.
I dropped Her at the house, and went back around the corner to fill up with gas, returned to the house, got them both in the car, and we headed off to the Dungeon for a script reading and after party.
We stopped at a JB for lunch or snack prior.
They went to a table, and I waited at the counter for an iced coffee that was taking too long to be given to me, and finally went to the table, to see that they were in some heavy conversation and She had tears in Her eyes. I listened for a few minutes, then excused myself to go wait in the car.
After a few minutes, they came out, and we went on to the Dungeon.
She chose seats for us, and suggested we wait there, while She went to talk to DW for awhile.
The Dungeon is NOT airconditioned.... with two over head fans going, and another fan the size of a jet engine going, it was still hot as blazes in there... and the din of so many people talking plus the background music that was being played..and the lack of real sleep. it was too much for me.. I was feeling ill, and slipped off to a couch in the back where I was able to put up my feet and close my eyes.
I was still woozy when She came along, and talked to me, and left me there, to go to Her seat as the script reading was beginning.
I know I slept for awhile.... and then was able to get up, and go and take the seat next to Her.
The script reading finished, but the Q&A session after was going on what I thought was interminably, to the point I was muttering, "Shut up already", which annoyed Her enough to tell me to be quiet...
It finally finished, and there was a buffet of sorts set up, so we all ate a bit.
Then there was supposed to be a play party, but with such a very small turnout, I did not know how much play partying would happen, but She did tell me to go get 'the bag' out of the car.
She talked to DW awhile longer, than came to me, and told me to find a spanking bench, and get undressed.
I found one, and stripped down to sheer white jock briefs, and sat, waiting.
Then She sent R over to tell me to 'get over the bench.'
I pulled off the briefs, and naked, did so.
She came along, and asked, "What do you want first."
"The cane."
She complied, smacking my buttocks and thighs with a short cane.
Followed by....well, I don't know. I know that I packed the cane, two wood paddles, wooden spoon, red waffle paddle, and bath brush, and probably got a dose of all of them.
I can probably take what She would dish out to my buttocks all day and night, but when She was whacking my thighs.....OWWWCH...
THEN She told me to stand up, facing forward, against a cross, and She held my package with one hand, keeping it out of the way, while She used the waffle paddle on the fronts and sides of my thighs....UGGHHH.
And She bit me, quite hard, in some of the redder places, and on top of my mons.... UGHH...
Then She told me to get back on the bench.
She whispered in my ear, "What do you want more of, tell me, or I will choose..."
I was gasping, in immense pain, and said, quietly, "Purple....."
"You...you've had enough?"
"Yes..."
"You want to stay there a few minutes?"
"Yes..."
"Okay....
So... backtracking... the director of this film to be was there, as was at least on of the actors who had done the reading, and they are not part of the community, so they hadn't really seen such a scene in action, and wanted to watch, which they did.... and it is my opinion that She was exceptionally hard on me, as if showing off for them.
Given a long buildup of intensity, I can go into a blissful state of subspace....
But this was was no slow buildup.... it started intense.... and then hit a vertical asymptote of pain that skipped right through sub space to the point that my body was shrieking at me.
She mentioned later that She had 'planned' to fist my ass, right there, but not after I had passed the point of pleasure becoming immense pain.
We began clean up, and I dressed, and She said, "Wait here, I'll be back in a minute."
And I sat, and waited..... and waited....waited...to the point of annoyance, enough so that I went to see what She was doing, and She was sitting and talking to DW ...again...with R there, leaving me to twiddle my thumbs.... I stood nearby, long enough for Her to turn and see me, then I turned away.
I went and grabbed the packed bag, and headed to the car.... passing by where She was, and I said, 'I'm taking the bag to the car...."
I got out to the car, and She came walking down the steep driveway. to meet me.
'Is...something wrong?"
"You said you'd be right back, leaving me there to ...do nothing....for how long?'
She apologized, I accepted it, we went back, I got Her in the car, drove the car up the steep driveway, and told Her to go on back in, I wanted to have my ONE cigarette for the day.
After a bit, She and R came out to the car, and away we went.
We thought we were going to a regular after party restaurant, but oddly, it was closed, so we headed for another, closer to my house.
We had dinner, and returned to my place.
R slept on my bed, She and I slept on the bed in the playroom.
Score
Cigarette ONE
DSLO 53 1/4
UW 5 D,. 14 H
Sept 9
Up 0545.... Walk her, feed them, get everybody up....
In the car 0640, drop R at work 0740.
To Her house in HB to pick up R's bike, then back to T to a bike shop.
But it wasn't open yet, so over to Denny's for breakfast....then to the bike shop.
Then back to my place.
She wanted a nap.
Well, not much napping happens when we nap together, as it resulted in more sweaty, delightful, love making.
She got up, took a shower, and I got Her packed up, and in Her car around 14:15, and I went back to sleep, around 1500.
Up oh 1745, I text Her, letting Her know, I was up, and moving, and getting ready for work....
She called me, just to tell me to ask Her about Her itinerary, and to ask about what happened since She went home....
I arrived at work, in the midst of a monster.... a 200 ride day,with a massive big show going on, with a trainee, a new guy, doing the set up shift, with my manager there, but basically waiting until I was settled in enough to leave.... and it was berserk-busy.
Around 2100, I get a text : "The shit has the fan".
And I was WAY too busy to answer or deal with it.
Not for a couple hours, at which point She was exhausted and wanting to go to sleep.
I managed to catch up enough to chat for a few minutes, but I'm still not completely clear on what happened or what's going on.
Ah well.
Score
Cigarettes ONE
DSLO 54 1/4
UW : 4 D, 14 Hr
Sept 6
Home from work, two hour nap, up and out to an appointment with ENT specialist... 99 degrees !
Confirmed what we kinda new, I have significant hearing loss at high frequencies, with hearing aids recommended. Doctor said they would see what my insurance covers, have another appointment early October.
Back home and ...finally to bed. Been feeling mighty sleep deprived, and decided I was gonna sleep without an alarm, I would get up whenever I got up.
Meanwhile, a slight change of plans that I might have mentioned previously; I thought I'd be alone all weekend, until the party on Sunday, but due to the drama at Her house, She was planning to come over Saturday morning and spend the day and night.
She called me a couple of times during the day and night, to give me updates, and I kept going back to sleep, and slept through til 0730 Saturday morning.
Score
Cigarettes 2
DSLO 51 1/4
UW 6 D, 14 H
Sept 7
Up 0730... walk, feed, changed litter box, lots of laundry moving around, gathered up newspapers and trash, shower, etc... and ONE cigarette, while I was moving my car out of the carport, to make room for Hers.
She arrived 0930, we immediately went out for breakfast.
Then to a UPS store, so I could get a replacement modem sent to AT&T, and supermarket for shopping, then home.
And it was time for something I had been wanting to do, ever since She once mentioned it was a fantasy of Hers.
With much cooperation on Her part, I loosely bound Her wrists so that Her hands were at Her side, but not going to be in my way, and I bound Her ankles, to keep Her legs spread as She lay on Her back, and I set a timer for fifteen minutes, and I 'went down' on Her.
Her moans and screams of ecstasy were a delight......
She was gasping for breath at the end of the 15 minutes, and I said, "More, yes or no?"
"I .d..don't know," She gasp.
So I set the timer for another 10 minutes, and dived in.
She gasped and shrieked some more, and at the end of ten minutes, I asked, "More?"
And She said, "No no..."
I undid the cuffs, and ... got on top of Her, and .... um.... made love, for quite a while.
After some rest, I had to get up and do some online financial stuff, that I had been putting off for too long.
Then I made arrangements to meet my best/only friend for dinner, and we went on out to eat.
First we picked up his ex-wife, which I had not planned on, but it was okay....
And with HER there, the rest of us didn't have to say a word, she carried the whole conversation at the table.
We stopped at a market on the way home for ice cream.
Once home, She mentioned She might like a little more of THAT, and I obliged, binding Her wrists and ankles and giving Her another fifteen minutes of forced orgasms, which led to more intercourse.
Then it was time to collapse, and we went to sleep around 23:30.
Score
Cigarette 1
DSLO 52 1/4
UW 5 D, 14 H
Sept 8
Awake 01:30, just long enough to partake of some ice cream, and back to sleep
Until 0600... awake, for lovemaking...
0730, getting ready with morning chores, and showers, getting dressed,
.... but Little S came out, and asked if I wanted to 'play with sticks'.
I said, "Well, maybe for a few minutes..."
So I got some nice stripes on my buttocks, then we dressed and were
off to my 'church' for service.
A stop at my bank for a deposit and withdrawal, then Mickey D's for drinks, then home for packing and such.... and off to HB, to pick up R.
I dropped Her at the house, and went back around the corner to fill up with gas, returned to the house, got them both in the car, and we headed off to the Dungeon for a script reading and after party.
We stopped at a JB for lunch or snack prior.
They went to a table, and I waited at the counter for an iced coffee that was taking too long to be given to me, and finally went to the table, to see that they were in some heavy conversation and She had tears in Her eyes. I listened for a few minutes, then excused myself to go wait in the car.
After a few minutes, they came out, and we went on to the Dungeon.
She chose seats for us, and suggested we wait there, while She went to talk to DW for awhile.
The Dungeon is NOT airconditioned.... with two over head fans going, and another fan the size of a jet engine going, it was still hot as blazes in there... and the din of so many people talking plus the background music that was being played..and the lack of real sleep. it was too much for me.. I was feeling ill, and slipped off to a couch in the back where I was able to put up my feet and close my eyes.
I was still woozy when She came along, and talked to me, and left me there, to go to Her seat as the script reading was beginning.
I know I slept for awhile.... and then was able to get up, and go and take the seat next to Her.
The script reading finished, but the Q&A session after was going on what I thought was interminably, to the point I was muttering, "Shut up already", which annoyed Her enough to tell me to be quiet...
It finally finished, and there was a buffet of sorts set up, so we all ate a bit.
Then there was supposed to be a play party, but with such a very small turnout, I did not know how much play partying would happen, but She did tell me to go get 'the bag' out of the car.
She talked to DW awhile longer, than came to me, and told me to find a spanking bench, and get undressed.
I found one, and stripped down to sheer white jock briefs, and sat, waiting.
Then She sent R over to tell me to 'get over the bench.'
I pulled off the briefs, and naked, did so.
She came along, and asked, "What do you want first."
"The cane."
She complied, smacking my buttocks and thighs with a short cane.
Followed by....well, I don't know. I know that I packed the cane, two wood paddles, wooden spoon, red waffle paddle, and bath brush, and probably got a dose of all of them.
I can probably take what She would dish out to my buttocks all day and night, but when She was whacking my thighs.....OWWWCH...
THEN She told me to stand up, facing forward, against a cross, and She held my package with one hand, keeping it out of the way, while She used the waffle paddle on the fronts and sides of my thighs....UGGHHH.
And She bit me, quite hard, in some of the redder places, and on top of my mons.... UGHH...
Then She told me to get back on the bench.
She whispered in my ear, "What do you want more of, tell me, or I will choose..."
I was gasping, in immense pain, and said, quietly, "Purple....."
"You...you've had enough?"
"Yes..."
"You want to stay there a few minutes?"
"Yes..."
"Okay....
So... backtracking... the director of this film to be was there, as was at least on of the actors who had done the reading, and they are not part of the community, so they hadn't really seen such a scene in action, and wanted to watch, which they did.... and it is my opinion that She was exceptionally hard on me, as if showing off for them.
Given a long buildup of intensity, I can go into a blissful state of subspace....
But this was was no slow buildup.... it started intense.... and then hit a vertical asymptote of pain that skipped right through sub space to the point that my body was shrieking at me.
She mentioned later that She had 'planned' to fist my ass, right there, but not after I had passed the point of pleasure becoming immense pain.
We began clean up, and I dressed, and She said, "Wait here, I'll be back in a minute."
And I sat, and waited..... and waited....waited...to the point of annoyance, enough so that I went to see what She was doing, and She was sitting and talking to DW ...again...with R there, leaving me to twiddle my thumbs.... I stood nearby, long enough for Her to turn and see me, then I turned away.
I went and grabbed the packed bag, and headed to the car.... passing by where She was, and I said, 'I'm taking the bag to the car...."
I got out to the car, and She came walking down the steep driveway. to meet me.
'Is...something wrong?"
"You said you'd be right back, leaving me there to ...do nothing....for how long?'
She apologized, I accepted it, we went back, I got Her in the car, drove the car up the steep driveway, and told Her to go on back in, I wanted to have my ONE cigarette for the day.
After a bit, She and R came out to the car, and away we went.
We thought we were going to a regular after party restaurant, but oddly, it was closed, so we headed for another, closer to my house.
We had dinner, and returned to my place.
R slept on my bed, She and I slept on the bed in the playroom.
Score
Cigarette ONE
DSLO 53 1/4
UW 5 D,. 14 H
Sept 9
Up 0545.... Walk her, feed them, get everybody up....
In the car 0640, drop R at work 0740.
To Her house in HB to pick up R's bike, then back to T to a bike shop.
But it wasn't open yet, so over to Denny's for breakfast....then to the bike shop.
Then back to my place.
She wanted a nap.
Well, not much napping happens when we nap together, as it resulted in more sweaty, delightful, love making.
She got up, took a shower, and I got Her packed up, and in Her car around 14:15, and I went back to sleep, around 1500.
Up oh 1745, I text Her, letting Her know, I was up, and moving, and getting ready for work....
She called me, just to tell me to ask Her about Her itinerary, and to ask about what happened since She went home....
I arrived at work, in the midst of a monster.... a 200 ride day,with a massive big show going on, with a trainee, a new guy, doing the set up shift, with my manager there, but basically waiting until I was settled in enough to leave.... and it was berserk-busy.
Around 2100, I get a text : "The shit has the fan".
And I was WAY too busy to answer or deal with it.
Not for a couple hours, at which point She was exhausted and wanting to go to sleep.
I managed to catch up enough to chat for a few minutes, but I'm still not completely clear on what happened or what's going on.
Ah well.
Score
Cigarettes ONE
DSLO 54 1/4
UW : 4 D, 14 Hr
Mixed emotions
I love this, I hate it. I am terrified by it, I am fascinated by it.
Male Chastity & Orgasm Control/Denial Agreement
For mutual consideration, the parties to this agreement, Domme and slave, wife and husband, respectively, do hereby agree as follows:
1. Purpose.
This agreement shall be interpreted according to its purpose.
The purpose of this agreement is to adopt measures designed to make slave a more caring, attentive, helpful, and obedient husband. The parties recognize that the more sexually satisfied a man, the less likely he is to exhibit these traits. Therefore, to make slave a better husband, rarely, if ever again, is he to be permitted an orgasm, and he is to be kept in a nearly constant state of extreme sexual frustration. To this end, slave surrenders control of his genitals to Domme, who, subject to clause 2.a., below, shall have complete discretion as to the frequency of his orgasms. Nothing in this agreement shall be interpreted as in any way limiting Domme’s right to sexual satisfaction, and slave shall do everything possible to ensure that she is totally satisfied sexually.
2. Denial of Sexual Satisfaction.
a. Frequency of orgasms.
slave is to be permitted an orgasm no more often than ( ..............)
Domme shall have the sole discretion to determine when or if slave is permitted to come.
Slave shall not ask for an orgasm, nor hint that he wants one (e.g., by saying that he is very frustrated). Slave shall not cum without Domme’s express permission, which she may withhold until the last possible moment. Slave (even while gagged) shall alert Domme any time he is about to come, before he reaches the point of no return.
b. Quality of orgasms:
Domme shall ruin or minimize all of slave’s orgasms by ceasing all stimulation the instant she senses that he is about to come.
3. Maximizing Sexual Frustration.
a. Tease/edging/denial torture sessions.
At least twice a week, slave shall undergo edging/teasing and denial torture by being bound hand and foot and repeatedly stimulated (by any means chosen by Domme, including by random choice) to the point just short of orgasm, over an extended period of time.
b. Other teasing.
Domme may tease slave at any time in any way she chooses, including by means designed to give him an erection while he is wearing a male chastity device ( see clause 4, below).
4. Chastity Device:
To secure Domme’s control of slave’s genitals, he shall wear a male chastity device at all times, except in the circumstances noted below. Domme shall have the key(s) to this device.
Removal of the chastity device shall be limited to the following circumstances:
when Domme desires sexual intercourse
an edging/tease/denial torture session
personal hygiene (including shaving submissive’s genitals)
medical necessity.
5. Milking
Domme may milk slave’s semen from time to time by prostate massage while he is restrained. This is not intended to sexually satisfy him, but to drain his semen while leaving him frustrated.
6. Punishment for Noncompliance.
a. In general. slave’s failure to comply with any part of this agreement, or his violation of its spirit ( e.g., by asking for permission (or begging) to have an orgasm, by asking for removal of the male chastity device (in circumstances other than those described in clause 4, above), by resisting at any time Domme’s teasing of him by whatever means she chooses, or by resisting at any time her request to be sexually satisfied by whatever means she chooses) shall be punishable by any means chosen by Domme, in her sole discretion.
Punishments may include:
extending the time between submissive’s permitted orgasms,
increasing the length or frequency of edging/tease/denial torture sessions,
use of the most extreme forms of stimulus during such sessions
(e.g., sustained penis whipping,
sustained hitting of his balls with a riding crop,
overloading his genitals with clothes pins,
use of a Kali’s Teeth Bracelet,
punishment enemas,
forced consumption of his own urine).
b. Serious violations.
slave’s repeated violations of this agreement or his other serious violations (e.g., by coming without permission, by removing the chastity device without permission) are punishable by any form of his extreme sexual humiliation chosen by Domme, in her sole discretion, including:
by having him expose his chastity-device-restrained genitals in public,
by having him fellate another man in public,
by having him be penetrated anally by a woman or another man in public
by making him swallow his own or another man’s semen in public,
by publicly distributing pictures of him in such a compromised state (e.g., on the internet).
7. Other Matters.
a. Disposal of semen.
slave shall ingest and swallow any semen he produces by orgasm, whether authorized or unauthorized, or milking. If he comes during sexual intercourse with Domme, he shall lick her clean.
b. Maximizing sensitivity.
slave shall keep his genitals, anus, underarms, and nipples free of hair to maximize their sensitivity to Domme’s teasing touches.
c. Inventory of sex toys.
When this agreement is signed, slavve will furnish to Domme a complete, updated inventory of their sex toys that may be used to torture him or satisfy her.
8. Disclosure of Agreement.
Domme may disclose this agreement to anyone she chooses at any time without requesting submissive’s consent. Submissive, however, may only disclose this agreement with her consent.
Date Signed: _________________________
Domme: ________________________________
slave: _____________________________
Male Chastity & Orgasm Control/Denial Agreement
For mutual consideration, the parties to this agreement, Domme and slave, wife and husband, respectively, do hereby agree as follows:
1. Purpose.
This agreement shall be interpreted according to its purpose.
The purpose of this agreement is to adopt measures designed to make slave a more caring, attentive, helpful, and obedient husband. The parties recognize that the more sexually satisfied a man, the less likely he is to exhibit these traits. Therefore, to make slave a better husband, rarely, if ever again, is he to be permitted an orgasm, and he is to be kept in a nearly constant state of extreme sexual frustration. To this end, slave surrenders control of his genitals to Domme, who, subject to clause 2.a., below, shall have complete discretion as to the frequency of his orgasms. Nothing in this agreement shall be interpreted as in any way limiting Domme’s right to sexual satisfaction, and slave shall do everything possible to ensure that she is totally satisfied sexually.
2. Denial of Sexual Satisfaction.
a. Frequency of orgasms.
slave is to be permitted an orgasm no more often than ( ..............)
Domme shall have the sole discretion to determine when or if slave is permitted to come.
Slave shall not ask for an orgasm, nor hint that he wants one (e.g., by saying that he is very frustrated). Slave shall not cum without Domme’s express permission, which she may withhold until the last possible moment. Slave (even while gagged) shall alert Domme any time he is about to come, before he reaches the point of no return.
b. Quality of orgasms:
Domme shall ruin or minimize all of slave’s orgasms by ceasing all stimulation the instant she senses that he is about to come.
3. Maximizing Sexual Frustration.
a. Tease/edging/denial torture sessions.
At least twice a week, slave shall undergo edging/teasing and denial torture by being bound hand and foot and repeatedly stimulated (by any means chosen by Domme, including by random choice) to the point just short of orgasm, over an extended period of time.
b. Other teasing.
Domme may tease slave at any time in any way she chooses, including by means designed to give him an erection while he is wearing a male chastity device ( see clause 4, below).
4. Chastity Device:
To secure Domme’s control of slave’s genitals, he shall wear a male chastity device at all times, except in the circumstances noted below. Domme shall have the key(s) to this device.
Removal of the chastity device shall be limited to the following circumstances:
when Domme desires sexual intercourse
an edging/tease/denial torture session
personal hygiene (including shaving submissive’s genitals)
medical necessity.
5. Milking
Domme may milk slave’s semen from time to time by prostate massage while he is restrained. This is not intended to sexually satisfy him, but to drain his semen while leaving him frustrated.
6. Punishment for Noncompliance.
a. In general. slave’s failure to comply with any part of this agreement, or his violation of its spirit ( e.g., by asking for permission (or begging) to have an orgasm, by asking for removal of the male chastity device (in circumstances other than those described in clause 4, above), by resisting at any time Domme’s teasing of him by whatever means she chooses, or by resisting at any time her request to be sexually satisfied by whatever means she chooses) shall be punishable by any means chosen by Domme, in her sole discretion.
Punishments may include:
extending the time between submissive’s permitted orgasms,
increasing the length or frequency of edging/tease/denial torture sessions,
use of the most extreme forms of stimulus during such sessions
(e.g., sustained penis whipping,
sustained hitting of his balls with a riding crop,
overloading his genitals with clothes pins,
use of a Kali’s Teeth Bracelet,
punishment enemas,
forced consumption of his own urine).
b. Serious violations.
slave’s repeated violations of this agreement or his other serious violations (e.g., by coming without permission, by removing the chastity device without permission) are punishable by any form of his extreme sexual humiliation chosen by Domme, in her sole discretion, including:
by having him expose his chastity-device-restrained genitals in public,
by having him fellate another man in public,
by having him be penetrated anally by a woman or another man in public
by making him swallow his own or another man’s semen in public,
by publicly distributing pictures of him in such a compromised state (e.g., on the internet).
7. Other Matters.
a. Disposal of semen.
slave shall ingest and swallow any semen he produces by orgasm, whether authorized or unauthorized, or milking. If he comes during sexual intercourse with Domme, he shall lick her clean.
b. Maximizing sensitivity.
slave shall keep his genitals, anus, underarms, and nipples free of hair to maximize their sensitivity to Domme’s teasing touches.
c. Inventory of sex toys.
When this agreement is signed, slavve will furnish to Domme a complete, updated inventory of their sex toys that may be used to torture him or satisfy her.
8. Disclosure of Agreement.
Domme may disclose this agreement to anyone she chooses at any time without requesting submissive’s consent. Submissive, however, may only disclose this agreement with her consent.
Date Signed: _________________________
Domme: ________________________________
slave: _____________________________
Friday, September 6, 2013
sept 5
At work, my relief guy arrived late, so I got out late, for a 12 3/4 hour shift, all in all, and went home.
Walked the dog, fed the animals, checked in with Her. She was on schedule, looking to arrive at my place 0900-ish.
I began my enemas, first one at 07:40. Completely evacuated by 0755.
I was laying down on my stomach, waiting til 0815 or so for the next.
Somebody from customer service at ATT called, asking how my internet service was working, which I would have found annoying, but it did wake me up at 8:45, so it was really fortuitous.
I bounced up, and inserted my second enema... and I was still on the toilet, evacuating, when She came up the stairs, about 0900.
We showered together.... after I dried off, I went into my bedroom, popped 1/2 a Viagra, as noted later, and went into the playroom, ready for the morning Treat.
This is the context of a journal entry I posted on FL, although parts that appear here do not appear over there:
I would not say that our play-time is common or run of the mill, but I would say that it is common enough that it would not interest the regular players here.
Today, though, WAS a bit different.
She has said, repeatedly, that She does not believe in the use of "physical' punishment. (She has, on me, once, and well deserved.)
She has said that She does not believe in the use of "physical" discipline.
So, what we engage in is Funishment, for Her pleasure and mine.
Funishment is always at Her discretion, as to what She wishes to use, for how much, how hard, how long. (I have some input, but She has the final word).
And there are Treats, given for good behavior.
When given a Treat, I get to choose, for the most part, 'with what' and 'what position', with whatever variables remaining to be at her discretion.
However, I'm not allowed to be too specific in choosing Treats.
The first time I was given a Treat, I was told to give Her a list of five scenarios, and She would choose one.
That resulted in a long OTK spanking with a hairbrush.
Another time, I was told to give Her a list of four scenarios, ranked by my preference.
THAT resulted in a 20 minutes session of me bent over a chair, getting strokes from four different canes, as I documented in a previous journal.
So, TODAY...
A few days ago, She told to choose from numbers 1 to 4.
I chose 1.
Considering I was choosing blind, that I had no idea from what scenarios I was choosing, I'm not sure how to consider it a Treat, other than Her word that, whatever I chose, I would enjoy.
I liken it to Her having a list of movies I want to go go see, and out of, say, 15 movies, She narrowed it down to 4, assigned them numbers, and told me to pick a number. So whatever I picked, theoretically it was going to be something I wanted to see, even if, in advance, I did not know what it was going to be.
Then She told me to choose, "Up or down".
I chose 'Up."
As we approached the morning of, meaning much earlier today, She told me that 'up means standing'.
Okay then.
So, in the morning, at home, getting ready .... (ie taking a shower, etc)...
And here I will mention:
I just finished 12 3/4 hours at work. Not hard work, not exhaustive work, just sitting in front of a computer work....so I do have to be, for the most part, awake and alert... and I had been awake since 4 p.m. the previous day, to go to work, and when we were getting starting, it was about 9 a.m......
I had not had a bite to eat since 8:30 the previous morning. That is my routine during my work week, eating one meal a day, when I get home from work, and subsisting throughout the day / night on coffee (iced or hot) and nicotine (derived from my current allowance of 2 cigarettes a day, plus what I get from e-cigarettes).
AND... well, over a dozen years ago, my mother sent me a baggie of about 40 Viagra pills. I never used any of them, still had them laying around.
I had mentioned them, in passing, to Her, whose summary response was "Throw them out."
But I had not, yet. There they were. I broke one in half, and swallowed it, just before we started, in my play room.
I presented myself, naked and ready.
She allowed "#1 up" for me:
.... Standing, in bondage, blindfolded, my choice of one implement, Her choice of two, with a timer set, without me knowing for how long.
There are pictures of my cock and ball pillory post on my profile.
....a vertical post on a metal base, with ankle clamps on the bottom, and two short horizontal bars in the middle, on a post of adjustable height.
I stepped on the post, and with Her help, fit my package in between the horizontal bars, and tightened the screws. Then She locked the clamps around my ankles, and had me put my hands behind my back, one hand clasping the other forearm, and cuffed them together.
Then looking at the choice of implements on the wall, She first selected the leather two-fingered tawse, and told me to choose. I chose the dark purple, almost black, thin wood paddle. Then She put a blindfold on me before selecting Her next. (She told me later, She had actually selected 3 others...)
I heard Her say "9:25" as She was setting an alarm on her phone.
And She began, using paddle and tawse, and I don't know what else, on my buttocks, the front of my thighs, the back of my thighs.... while in between and during the strokes, Her fingers stroked my cock and scrotum, Her fingers tweaked my nipples, Her teeth chomped into my pelvic region.
If you're curious about my vocal reaction, you'll need to ask Her. I think I'm very quiet, as a rule. But then, i really don't have opportunity to hear myself.
At any rate... I felt myself getting woozy. Thought I was in control of it but...
She says, She said "Oops." I did not hear it, but She explained later, She had drawn a tiny bit of blood, and had turned Her back from me, in search of a baby wipe with which to clean it up.
And in the moment She turned her back, I passed out, and teetered over, forwards.
Obviously, with no way to catch myself.
Placed near the scene of this session was one of those plastic bathtub seats, one meant for sitting on ..in a bathtub or shower. Afterwards, judging by the six inches of the seat, broken and dangling from the rest of the seat, that's where my face hit, first.
The only damage I sustained from the fall is to my right eye socket, as shown in a recent picture on my profile, and a bruise directly under my chin.
Since I could not move, or collapse my body, She says, I wound up kind of leaning, with my head against the wall, and She had to pull on the base of the pillory, to straighten out my whole body, flat on the ground.
I was still 'out' while She undid the ankle and arm restraints.
i heard her saying, 'Are you okay, wake up, Shilo, are you okay...'
I came to, and said, "Yeah, yeah, how long..."
"About a minute...'
"What, I had a long dream,seemed like ...much longer.."
"Nope."
It took both of us to get the screws undone, and get the horizontal bar restraints off my junk, and I groggily was able to get up, enough to sit down on the bed, and breathe.
Elapsed time, from when we started to now, was like 20 minutes, and the alarm She had set for 25 minutes was just going off.
We talked about why this happened, and I mentioned possibly fatigue, and low blood sugar.... then we moved into the other bedroom, where the bed was more comfortable.
THEN I mentioned the Viagra.
Much to Her displeasure.
Which She demonstrated with hard hand slaps and pinches to my thighs.
"I TOLD you to throw those out!"
"Well, I had two pill bottles full, and I did throw one out, but still had these..."
'THROW THEM OUT!"
"The bottle is right there, take them with you when you leave."
And yes, the Viagra was having the intended effect on me.
Which resulted in what I would call vigorous lovemaking, until I started feeling a cramp in my right thigh, and had to stop.
I rolled off, and She gasped, "I've never been so thankful for a leg cramp...."
But it was still erect.... yet we were both exhausted....
After binging on some chocolate and sugar, I was finally able to go to sleep, around 11:00.
Awake two and half hours later, the Viagra was STILL working, which was put to use with more lovemaking... and after I got up to urinate, it finally started to pass, and I was able to go back to sleep, as She got up to leave (taking the offending bottle with her)...
and I slept until it was time for me to get up and go back to work.
Later, She told me, the point of the enemas was: "Depending on how you reacted to this, I was going to fuck you in the ass."
Damn, maybe next time.
So, groggily, up and off to work.
She was at an evening meeting....
Around 2130, sent me a text, saying She was on the way home.
I saw that She was active on FL, commenting on my journal, updating statuses, but... did not invite me to chat.
At 0130, She text, saying, "Sleepy, going to bed...."
I was disappointed, and said so, that I was feeling sub-drop.
She quickly came online, and we chatted on g, for awhile.
She talked about how guilty She felt for letting it happen, for not seeing the signs....
I forgave Her, said it was my fault, for letting all the factors happen that caused it, that I used viagra because of what I considered my own performance failure.
We talked about possible ways for 'it' to happen.
And finally, both of us satisfied, She went to sleep.
Score
Cigarettes 2
DSLO 50 1/4
DUW 8 7/12
Walked the dog, fed the animals, checked in with Her. She was on schedule, looking to arrive at my place 0900-ish.
I began my enemas, first one at 07:40. Completely evacuated by 0755.
I was laying down on my stomach, waiting til 0815 or so for the next.
Somebody from customer service at ATT called, asking how my internet service was working, which I would have found annoying, but it did wake me up at 8:45, so it was really fortuitous.
I bounced up, and inserted my second enema... and I was still on the toilet, evacuating, when She came up the stairs, about 0900.
We showered together.... after I dried off, I went into my bedroom, popped 1/2 a Viagra, as noted later, and went into the playroom, ready for the morning Treat.
This is the context of a journal entry I posted on FL, although parts that appear here do not appear over there:
I would not say that our play-time is common or run of the mill, but I would say that it is common enough that it would not interest the regular players here.
Today, though, WAS a bit different.
She has said, repeatedly, that She does not believe in the use of "physical' punishment. (She has, on me, once, and well deserved.)
She has said that She does not believe in the use of "physical" discipline.
So, what we engage in is Funishment, for Her pleasure and mine.
Funishment is always at Her discretion, as to what She wishes to use, for how much, how hard, how long. (I have some input, but She has the final word).
And there are Treats, given for good behavior.
When given a Treat, I get to choose, for the most part, 'with what' and 'what position', with whatever variables remaining to be at her discretion.
However, I'm not allowed to be too specific in choosing Treats.
The first time I was given a Treat, I was told to give Her a list of five scenarios, and She would choose one.
That resulted in a long OTK spanking with a hairbrush.
Another time, I was told to give Her a list of four scenarios, ranked by my preference.
THAT resulted in a 20 minutes session of me bent over a chair, getting strokes from four different canes, as I documented in a previous journal.
So, TODAY...
A few days ago, She told to choose from numbers 1 to 4.
I chose 1.
Considering I was choosing blind, that I had no idea from what scenarios I was choosing, I'm not sure how to consider it a Treat, other than Her word that, whatever I chose, I would enjoy.
I liken it to Her having a list of movies I want to go go see, and out of, say, 15 movies, She narrowed it down to 4, assigned them numbers, and told me to pick a number. So whatever I picked, theoretically it was going to be something I wanted to see, even if, in advance, I did not know what it was going to be.
Then She told me to choose, "Up or down".
I chose 'Up."
As we approached the morning of, meaning much earlier today, She told me that 'up means standing'.
Okay then.
So, in the morning, at home, getting ready .... (ie taking a shower, etc)...
And here I will mention:
I just finished 12 3/4 hours at work. Not hard work, not exhaustive work, just sitting in front of a computer work....so I do have to be, for the most part, awake and alert... and I had been awake since 4 p.m. the previous day, to go to work, and when we were getting starting, it was about 9 a.m......
I had not had a bite to eat since 8:30 the previous morning. That is my routine during my work week, eating one meal a day, when I get home from work, and subsisting throughout the day / night on coffee (iced or hot) and nicotine (derived from my current allowance of 2 cigarettes a day, plus what I get from e-cigarettes).
AND... well, over a dozen years ago, my mother sent me a baggie of about 40 Viagra pills. I never used any of them, still had them laying around.
I had mentioned them, in passing, to Her, whose summary response was "Throw them out."
But I had not, yet. There they were. I broke one in half, and swallowed it, just before we started, in my play room.
I presented myself, naked and ready.
She allowed "#1 up" for me:
.... Standing, in bondage, blindfolded, my choice of one implement, Her choice of two, with a timer set, without me knowing for how long.
There are pictures of my cock and ball pillory post on my profile.
....a vertical post on a metal base, with ankle clamps on the bottom, and two short horizontal bars in the middle, on a post of adjustable height.
I stepped on the post, and with Her help, fit my package in between the horizontal bars, and tightened the screws. Then She locked the clamps around my ankles, and had me put my hands behind my back, one hand clasping the other forearm, and cuffed them together.
Then looking at the choice of implements on the wall, She first selected the leather two-fingered tawse, and told me to choose. I chose the dark purple, almost black, thin wood paddle. Then She put a blindfold on me before selecting Her next. (She told me later, She had actually selected 3 others...)
I heard Her say "9:25" as She was setting an alarm on her phone.
And She began, using paddle and tawse, and I don't know what else, on my buttocks, the front of my thighs, the back of my thighs.... while in between and during the strokes, Her fingers stroked my cock and scrotum, Her fingers tweaked my nipples, Her teeth chomped into my pelvic region.
If you're curious about my vocal reaction, you'll need to ask Her. I think I'm very quiet, as a rule. But then, i really don't have opportunity to hear myself.
At any rate... I felt myself getting woozy. Thought I was in control of it but...
She says, She said "Oops." I did not hear it, but She explained later, She had drawn a tiny bit of blood, and had turned Her back from me, in search of a baby wipe with which to clean it up.
And in the moment She turned her back, I passed out, and teetered over, forwards.
Obviously, with no way to catch myself.
Placed near the scene of this session was one of those plastic bathtub seats, one meant for sitting on ..in a bathtub or shower. Afterwards, judging by the six inches of the seat, broken and dangling from the rest of the seat, that's where my face hit, first.
The only damage I sustained from the fall is to my right eye socket, as shown in a recent picture on my profile, and a bruise directly under my chin.
Since I could not move, or collapse my body, She says, I wound up kind of leaning, with my head against the wall, and She had to pull on the base of the pillory, to straighten out my whole body, flat on the ground.
I was still 'out' while She undid the ankle and arm restraints.
i heard her saying, 'Are you okay, wake up, Shilo, are you okay...'
I came to, and said, "Yeah, yeah, how long..."
"About a minute...'
"What, I had a long dream,seemed like ...much longer.."
"Nope."
It took both of us to get the screws undone, and get the horizontal bar restraints off my junk, and I groggily was able to get up, enough to sit down on the bed, and breathe.
Elapsed time, from when we started to now, was like 20 minutes, and the alarm She had set for 25 minutes was just going off.
We talked about why this happened, and I mentioned possibly fatigue, and low blood sugar.... then we moved into the other bedroom, where the bed was more comfortable.
THEN I mentioned the Viagra.
Much to Her displeasure.
Which She demonstrated with hard hand slaps and pinches to my thighs.
"I TOLD you to throw those out!"
"Well, I had two pill bottles full, and I did throw one out, but still had these..."
'THROW THEM OUT!"
"The bottle is right there, take them with you when you leave."
And yes, the Viagra was having the intended effect on me.
Which resulted in what I would call vigorous lovemaking, until I started feeling a cramp in my right thigh, and had to stop.
I rolled off, and She gasped, "I've never been so thankful for a leg cramp...."
But it was still erect.... yet we were both exhausted....
After binging on some chocolate and sugar, I was finally able to go to sleep, around 11:00.
Awake two and half hours later, the Viagra was STILL working, which was put to use with more lovemaking... and after I got up to urinate, it finally started to pass, and I was able to go back to sleep, as She got up to leave (taking the offending bottle with her)...
and I slept until it was time for me to get up and go back to work.
Later, She told me, the point of the enemas was: "Depending on how you reacted to this, I was going to fuck you in the ass."
Damn, maybe next time.
So, groggily, up and off to work.
She was at an evening meeting....
Around 2130, sent me a text, saying She was on the way home.
I saw that She was active on FL, commenting on my journal, updating statuses, but... did not invite me to chat.
At 0130, She text, saying, "Sleepy, going to bed...."
I was disappointed, and said so, that I was feeling sub-drop.
She quickly came online, and we chatted on g, for awhile.
She talked about how guilty She felt for letting it happen, for not seeing the signs....
I forgave Her, said it was my fault, for letting all the factors happen that caused it, that I used viagra because of what I considered my own performance failure.
We talked about possible ways for 'it' to happen.
And finally, both of us satisfied, She went to sleep.
Score
Cigarettes 2
DSLO 50 1/4
DUW 8 7/12
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Sept 4
Well...
Home for usual stuff...
Spoke to Her very briefly on the phone, maybe 5 minutes, and She told me, because of what was going on at home, that She did not want to go home....
I had my dinner, etc, and was asleep at 0830..ish.
Kind of woke up 0930 or so, and realized that She was lying on the bed, behind my turned back, naked.
Kind of expected, based on the phone call, yet unexpected.
I woke up more at 1030 to pee, and we spoke briefly, then I went back to sleep,
Then awake again at 1330, and we talked a bit.
Around 1445, She got up and dressed, to leave, and I went with Her downstairs, and saw Her leave, then went back upstairs, back to bed, until I had to get up, at 15:45.
In the car to go to work by 1655.... at work at 1725 (asked to come in early....)
We chatted online, off and on, through FL, then GM,...
And She told me about the huge drama going on at Her house..... ugh and ugly.
So, even though previous planning suggested She was going to stay home with R all weekend, current events suggest She might be with me instead. That remains to be seen.
She reminded me... as I had really and utterly forgot ... that Moonburn is THIS Saturday.
I have not been to one since.... June, I think? Might be fun IF I'm home, alone.
And for THIS morning: I'm still looking forward to " Number 1, standing...."
She told me to prepare myself by taking in TWO Fleet enemas, half an hour apart.
Oh, I wonder what She has in mind??
Score
Cig 2
DSLO 49 1/4
HUW 230
Home for usual stuff...
Spoke to Her very briefly on the phone, maybe 5 minutes, and She told me, because of what was going on at home, that She did not want to go home....
I had my dinner, etc, and was asleep at 0830..ish.
Kind of woke up 0930 or so, and realized that She was lying on the bed, behind my turned back, naked.
Kind of expected, based on the phone call, yet unexpected.
I woke up more at 1030 to pee, and we spoke briefly, then I went back to sleep,
Then awake again at 1330, and we talked a bit.
Around 1445, She got up and dressed, to leave, and I went with Her downstairs, and saw Her leave, then went back upstairs, back to bed, until I had to get up, at 15:45.
In the car to go to work by 1655.... at work at 1725 (asked to come in early....)
We chatted online, off and on, through FL, then GM,...
And She told me about the huge drama going on at Her house..... ugh and ugly.
So, even though previous planning suggested She was going to stay home with R all weekend, current events suggest She might be with me instead. That remains to be seen.
She reminded me... as I had really and utterly forgot ... that Moonburn is THIS Saturday.
I have not been to one since.... June, I think? Might be fun IF I'm home, alone.
And for THIS morning: I'm still looking forward to " Number 1, standing...."
She told me to prepare myself by taking in TWO Fleet enemas, half an hour apart.
Oh, I wonder what She has in mind??
Score
Cig 2
DSLO 49 1/4
HUW 230
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Love it, hate it, confused....
She likes the idea of Her slave in chastity....
I like the idea of being in chastity....sometimes, sort of...
We haven't talked about it, in quite a while....
I really don't like surprises....
We kind of agreed, that the use of chastity devices was to keep me from masturbating...
Now, I don't, even without the device.
Still, we both like the idea of Her being in control of me.
Maybe, some kind of schedule?
Wish we would talk about it....
Sept 3
Inasmuch as the purpose of this blog is to talk about my direct relationship with M, my Mistress, J, my fiancee, and S, her Little, well, not much to report for Tuesday.
...
Home.... took care of usual business, called Her at 0730, but She was involved in a text war with Her psychotic sister..again... and She called me back, in a few minutes, and we talked, mostly about what She had to do, or hoped to accomplish today.
We rang off around 0800, and I:
....called the FTB and made the 1st of the month payment that I was supposed to make, then filled out the form for a monthly automatic deduction that they sent me, that I will put in a mailbox Wednesday morning....
And went to sleep.
Figuring I would wake up at some point, which I did, then I called my doctor to reschedule an appointment that I had for 9/5 that they cancelled.... I wanted 9/16 but was told, he would be out all that week,
so my new appointment is for 09:40 on 9/25.
More sleep, and up around 17:20. Walked the dog, sent Her a text that I was up and moving, and soon to be in the shower, and She asked that I call Her after the shower, which I did.
We chatted a bit about...whatever... She was clearly still in the car with R, evidently going somewhere, I have no idea.... and we rang off, and I went to work, as I was asked to come in early, 19:00 instead of 19:30.
I arrived 18:45, and sent Her a text, telling Her so.
She replied, "Okay, you get a choice, up or down?"
"Up."
"Great choice, you will get number 1, up."
"Great!" I replied. And I still have not a clue what this means, which is just the way She wants it.
Meanwhile, I'm still thinking about a long online chat we had, where She was specifically asking what time I get home, how long a dog walk takes, what time I get done, and am inside...so THAT really has me curious...
Along with Her saying that She 'might' come to my place on Wednesday night, leave 'something' in my utility room, with specific instructions for its use..... another curiosity.
Ah well.
Around 2200, She sent me a text: "Sleepy"
"Then sleep."
"Really??"
"Yeeeehh..."
"What's in it for me?"
"Some rest."
"Okay, goodnight..."
I probably seemed... blunt, abrupt perhaps..
But I was stupid-busy at work.
Not stressfully, out of hand, just busy.... Doing a major party move for a new tv show coming up,
with bunches of chauffeurs clearing jobs, turning in cars, checking in, and just too much going on, that if I had been chatting with Her, I would have not been able to give sufficient attention to either my job or to Her,
so...better this way.
Score
Cig 2
DSLO 48 1/4
UW: 10 D, 15 H
...
Home.... took care of usual business, called Her at 0730, but She was involved in a text war with Her psychotic sister..again... and She called me back, in a few minutes, and we talked, mostly about what She had to do, or hoped to accomplish today.
We rang off around 0800, and I:
....called the FTB and made the 1st of the month payment that I was supposed to make, then filled out the form for a monthly automatic deduction that they sent me, that I will put in a mailbox Wednesday morning....
And went to sleep.
Figuring I would wake up at some point, which I did, then I called my doctor to reschedule an appointment that I had for 9/5 that they cancelled.... I wanted 9/16 but was told, he would be out all that week,
so my new appointment is for 09:40 on 9/25.
More sleep, and up around 17:20. Walked the dog, sent Her a text that I was up and moving, and soon to be in the shower, and She asked that I call Her after the shower, which I did.
We chatted a bit about...whatever... She was clearly still in the car with R, evidently going somewhere, I have no idea.... and we rang off, and I went to work, as I was asked to come in early, 19:00 instead of 19:30.
I arrived 18:45, and sent Her a text, telling Her so.
She replied, "Okay, you get a choice, up or down?"
"Up."
"Great choice, you will get number 1, up."
"Great!" I replied. And I still have not a clue what this means, which is just the way She wants it.
Meanwhile, I'm still thinking about a long online chat we had, where She was specifically asking what time I get home, how long a dog walk takes, what time I get done, and am inside...so THAT really has me curious...
Along with Her saying that She 'might' come to my place on Wednesday night, leave 'something' in my utility room, with specific instructions for its use..... another curiosity.
Ah well.
Around 2200, She sent me a text: "Sleepy"
"Then sleep."
"Really??"
"Yeeeehh..."
"What's in it for me?"
"Some rest."
"Okay, goodnight..."
I probably seemed... blunt, abrupt perhaps..
But I was stupid-busy at work.
Not stressfully, out of hand, just busy.... Doing a major party move for a new tv show coming up,
with bunches of chauffeurs clearing jobs, turning in cars, checking in, and just too much going on, that if I had been chatting with Her, I would have not been able to give sufficient attention to either my job or to Her,
so...better this way.
Score
Cig 2
DSLO 48 1/4
UW: 10 D, 15 H
House Rules
Recently, She posted on HER blog, a "House Rule" sign, specifically for me, and so I went and found these, and wonder if She thinks any might be appropriate for our soon-to-be-combined household:
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