Diary of a Kinky Librarian

I’m so behind in blogging. But then I haven’t been home much the past few days to catch up. Last night I cleared out of the apartment so Davey could get some. *grin* I went and hung out with S. and we met up with a reader of this blog. We had a good time and of course a lot of talk was about sex (as per usual with me and S.)

Monday night I saw MasterDoc. We mostly hung out, but then he decided to fuck me. Hooray! And thankfully after my freak out on Sunday he merely teased me and made me wait for an orgasm (a few actually). But the interesting thing this time is that I was charged with the task of not letting my muscles push his cock out when I come. This is hard because my vaginal muscles bear down hard when I orgasm and they frequently push cocks out (much to my chagrin). So while I came I had to focus on not letting those muscles spasm like usual, and making sure that his cock was well inside me when they were going to be spasming. I actually managed to do a pretty good job. We fucked for a while, first with him taking me from behind, then with me riding him on top. Funny how I manage to find stamina when I’m having sex with someone. (Stamina I seem to lack when exercise is concerned!) I was still really horny after the other night when he denied me. When we spoke about it on Sunday, he pointed out that that wasn’t the first time he’s denied me orgasm. This is true but this was the first time he got me so thoroughly worked up before denial. Now that we’ve been training me to be able to stay at the edge of orgasm I can maintain a high level of arousal for a longer period of time. Previously when he denied me my arousal would subside fairly quickly. On Saturday night it didn’t subside at all. I dread the day when he decides to deny me again. I’ll have to find constructive ways of coping with the frustration. I hope at least he’ll let me masturbate the next day like he did on Sunday. That was the only way I could calm down. I got out the magic wand and went to town (my trusty bullet vibe was not enough!) I’m feeling ravenously horny these days. I feel like myself again.  (Yay for wellbutrin counteracting the side effects of prozac!)

Last Saturday, MasterDoc let me ride the sybian. He teased me for a little while, then gave me the control and told me to make myself orgasm. Yes, I was very lucky and some of you might be thinking I shouldn’t have complained at not getting an orgasm later that night, but I cannot have too many orgasms. I would love one day to try out making me orgasm over and over until I have to cry uncle. I wonder how long I’d last. Ah, orgasms are good things.

That evening, I had my collar on and was helping do stuff around the apartment. He had me sit down for a while while he went through papers and such. At some point, he hit upon the idea that it would be hot if I stood, waiting at his beck and call. And I have to say for the first few minutes it was hot. But after several minutes, standing in one place is really uncomfortable and I got cranky. I was so relieved when he noticed my rocking back and forth on my heels to deal with the discomfort and he let me sit down. I had been good and didn’t open my mouth to complain, but I had been hoping he’d notice I was having a hard time standing still.

Friday afternoon was a lot of fun. MasterDoc had hoped to give me a good beating that day, but his shoulder was bothering him. Luckily he’s a clever man and he realized that he didn’t have to use his shoulder to get rough with me. He had me lay on a mat on the living room floor, and he secured my hands up by my head with cuffs. He put the tens unit on right by my clitoris. He played with the frequency and intensity, zapping my clit with electricity. At low levels it felt good, at high levels it hurt or felt like someone was flicking my clit. Next, he lit the candle and started pouring wax all over me. Voila! Rough without using impact play. He poured it on my nipples, on that super sensitive spot where my hip meets thigh. My pain tolerance was only moderate, so much of this truly hurt. Strange thing is (or perhaps with me it’s not so strange) I got really really wet from this. He continued with the wax on various parts of my body. He played around with the electricity again. All this time there was no what could be called traditional foreplay. No licked nipples, no stroked pussy. But I got really wet.

Next, he scraped off the wax on one nipple and placed the tens unit pads on either side of the nipple. He got into position to fuck me and turned the tens unit on. As he fucked me, he played with the intensity, making it hurt. Between his cock and the electricity I didn’t know whether to be turned on or in pain, and ended up being a little of both. I begged to be allowed to come, and thankfully he was kind enough to let me come. That whole scene was hot. I got cleaned up afterward, taking time to scrape and rinse off the wax in the shower. *sigh* He’s good to me.