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A Beating that Soothed my Soul

On Monday, I was feeling a bit blue. Suddenly biology got the better of me and I yearned for a baby. Me, the woman who for years proclaimed she didn’t want children, now suddenly yearns for one. I think it has a lot to do with being 36. My friend said I’ve got “the baby rabies” and she sure is right.

So I felt blue about it - not sure if, when or how I will have a child. I chatted online with MasterDoc and told him that I needed a beating. He was having dinner with his daughter that night, but if I wanted to hang out at his place until he was done he would give me a good beating when he got home.

He got home earlier than he planned, and so there was plenty of time for the beating. He got my collar and a bunch of implements and had me kneel on a pillow on the living room floor, leaning over the arm chair. My body was in the mood for a beating - most of the blows that fell on me felt soothing and rhythmic. He alternated flogging, bare hand spanking, the crop, etc. His hands can sometimes be the harshest implements. I would get into subspace and feel lulled by the strikes. But then he’d ramp it up a bit, and pain would set in - stinging pain. I’d start moaning and crying out. He’s excellent at judging how far he can push by listening to the noises I make.

He had me lean up a bit and he took the flogger to my upper back. It’s a solid thud that reverberates through my chest. I wondered if perhaps this would manage to bruise me, but unfortunately I was totally mark-free the next day. He spanked my ass more and returned to my upper back again later. The beating felt cleansing, soothing, and put me in a delightful sub space. He would stroke my back with his hand now and then, sometimes feel between my thighs to see if I was wet. I felt distinctly aroused and at times like I could come with only the slightest of stimulation to my genitals.

When he was done, about 10 minutes later, he was a little winded (it’s work!) and sat down on the other arm chair. I stood up and faced him, and shyly asked if I could have a cuddle. While the beating is therapeutic, I do need a bit of aftercare to complete the process. I squeezed into the chair with him, and my butt felt divinely sore. (When I got up later he pointed out how very red it was.) I was giddy and feeling romantic as I cuddled up to him. Vanilla people can’t comprehend, but that beating was an intimate, loving, sexual experience for me. I didn’t have an orgasm or any of the “usual” types of sexual stimulation, but I felt satisfied after. I woke up the next morning in a great mood.

Tonight, talking on the phone with MasterDoc I pointed out that as of tomorrow (Thursday) it is exactly 2 years since the day we met. “That’s so sweet, that’s romantic!” he exclaimed, followed by, “Remind me to piss in your mouth to celebrate.”

I burst out laughing. For while he surely will piss in my mouth one day, this was hopefully one of those times he says it for affect.

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Beating and Review: The Curve

It had been a while since he beat me. I got to feeling neglected on Thursday night while he chatted up women online, I should have brought my computer so I could busy myself online as well. I got a little grumpy, but he took me into the bedroom for some cuddles and to point out that rather than getting sulky, when he’s ignoring me I’m welcome to snuggle against him now and then and see if I can distract him from what he’s doing. The next day he ignored me some more, he had an issue to deal with and he let me know that he was grumpy and I should leave him alone. So as per his request, I left him alone. Unfortunately I was feeling really needy for attention. I started to get depressed and so went and snuggled up in bed by myself.

He found me there, and asked if I was tired or just feeling blah. I told him I was feeling blah and he crawled into bed next to me to cheer me up. Later on he would point out that rather than get depressed, I should express my needs so he knows that I need attention. He said he didn’t want to reinforce bad behavior (sulking, getting depressed) so next time I want attention I should ask for it.

Despite his not wanting to reinforce bad behavior, he took some time to cheer me up in the foolproof way - a beating and orgasms. As I said, he hadn’t beat me in a while - I’m not really sure how long. He sucked and nibble on my nipples for a while. He had me get out some toys and my collar, and he had me get on all fours on the bed. He flogged my ass with the little flogger, gradually increasing in intensity. He’d stop and come forward so he could spank my ass with his hands, and to use the flogger on my upper back. Then he’d resume flogging my butt and thighs. He got really rough - I wasn’t sure I could handle it at times.

After several minutes of this, he had me lay on my back. He resumed flogging me, this time on my sensitive inner thighs. He had me put my hands behind my head so he could flog my breasts as well. He has terrific aim, and he hit my nipples mercilessly. He slapped my inner thighs and it hurt so much. He took to slapping, then flogging, my pussy and a few times the leather of the flogger hit my clit directly. Ouch!

I was wincing, squeezing my eyes shut. He got out the blindfold and had me put it on, he said it was easier to beat me if he couldn’t see my eyes. The blindfold blocked out all light and sight. He beat me some more, and I was unable to anticipate the blows. He’d finger my pussy a little, get me breathless and worked up, then start slapping my thighs again.

After the beating, he grabbed my new Curve dildo. I was probably already quite wet, but he used some lube on the toy. “Are you ready to get your pussy stuffed?” “Yes, Sir,” I replied.

The dildo is fairly thick and while parts of the the silicone are smooth the rest is somewhat textured. I needed more lube to get it inserted comfortably. He played with it, thrusting it in and out. The curve met my g-spot, but sometimes if he thrusted too hard he’d bang against my cervix, which hurt. He adjusted his thrust and soon I was moaning as he fucked me with the dildo. After a short while, he reached for the Hitachi Magic Wand and placed it against my clit. Ohmyfuckinggod! Being filled with the dildo and having my clit vibrated with the wand I was close to orgasm in no time. I started to beg.

“Oh, please Sir!” I gasped, “Please let me come! Please, please, please!” I was so close to orgasm I couldn’t stop begging for release. He kept me begging for a little while. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to hold back.

With the curve filling me up and the wand working on my clit, when he gave me permission to come I had one of the most amazing orgasms I have ever had. I screamed out. I writhed so that the blindfold eventually slid off my head. I grabbed at his back and the bedsheets. I kept saying, “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” over and over again. It was a very long, very intense orgasm, or series of orgasms. I squirted a big puddle on the bedsheets. The combination of The Curve and the Wand is phenomenal. I don’t know that the Curve will be my favorite dildo (I still like the glass dildoes better), but it’s definitely a hit.

The Fun Factory Curve is silicone and therefore sterilizable and phthalate-free. It’s available at sex toys shop Vibrator.com and is in their dildo section. It comes in violet or pink (I was sent my favorite color - violet!) and has a head that comes to a prounounced bump to hit your g-spot. The handle can be used to thrust it or rubbed up against your clit while your pussy is stuffed with the dildo. It’s flexible yet firm.

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Watching a Beating

On Friday night we had a couple of friends over. Our friend V. was in need of a beating, and MasterDoc was pleased to give it to her. It was wonderful watching her get beaten - it was a little like watching porn only much better because it was actually happening in front of me. Since I know what the various implements feel like I would wince when he’d use the evil strap on her ass. It was a very sensual experience even though I was only watching. He made her ass nice and red and he had her turn over. He used the clover clamps on her nipples and that was hard to watch as I can barely take them myself. She breathed deeply, riding out the pain. He twisted them a little and she’d wince. He slapped her pussy and commented on how wet the beating had made her. He took the clamps off and had her kneel over the chair again - and he resumed beating her ass with his hand, the floggers, the strap. I can imagine that a beating like that was really cathartic. Her ass was bright red and it’s possible that there would be some marks the next day. He’d intersperse the beating with kisses and caresses. After the beating, he had her sit on the floor again, and he took the acrylic wand I’ve recently rediscovered and used it in her pussy. He fucked her with it until she came - when she comes she lets out a few intermittent yells of pleasure. Watching this whole thing just made me want to be the recipient of a good beating. When I woke up the next morning my head was full of fantasies of him hurting me - using the clover clamps on my sensitive nipples.

Next up was S. She’s not into pain so he didn’t give her a beating, but he did use the Hitachi magic wand on her to make her come - and when she comes she squirts so much the vibrator went from sounding like a vibrator to sounding like an egg beater as it vibrated in the puddle of water that her pussy had become. Thankfully we had put towels down as she virtually soaked through them. When she comes it sounds like someone’s turned the faucet on.

It was really hot watching both of them get off, but I was feeling so horny that day that I got frustrated. I started feeling resentful that they had come over because I was anxious to come. I got a little cranky (which I got scolded for later) but MasterDoc said that he wasn’t going to leave me unorgasmed. He had me get on the floor next, towels underneath in case I squirted, and he used the Hitachi on my clit and then wand in my pussy. He teased me into a frenzy and then let me come. I grunted and grabbed at his back, looking to clutch at anything I could get my hands on. I kept coming and kept grabbing at him uncontrollably, it looked like I was going to pull his pants down at one point. My brain was somewhere else though, I was barely aware of my surroundings and I was totally aware of my cunt. I squirted and it was a good thing we had put towels down. I felt sated and happy afterwards. I slept well that night. And MasterDoc’s amazing skills were shown yet again by making three women have earth-shattering orgasms in one evening.

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Sometimes Pain Just Hurts

I asked for a beating on Sunday, it had been a while since I had one. MasterDoc was happy to oblige although at the outset he wasn’t in the beating mood.

First he played with clothespins on my outer labia. He had me hold them to my thighs so that my lips were spread wide apart. The clothespins pinched my skin. He used the Babelight on my clit. He looked intently at my cunt and ran his fingers over it.

After he removed the clothespins he had me get on hands and knees. This time he used the clothespins on my left breast. He had me use the vibrator on myself to get warmed up. He spanked my ass a few times and then decided to fuck me.

Thankfully he used some lube because I don’t think I was wet yet. As he slid into me I forgot all about the idea of a beating and just wanted a good fucking. But he kept spanking my ass - hard. He also got the small flogger and flogged my upper back. My pain tolerance wasn’t great yesterday, so I found that while he was just fucking me I’d get really aroused and want to come, but when he’d strike me the arousal would subside a bit from the pain. Not every beating puts me right into subspace, sometimes the damn thing hurts. It’s funny how sometimes the pain enhances my arousal and other times it inhibits it.

He teased me for a while, getting me on the edge, begging. He allowed me to come, and as I came he hit my ass some more times - I feel that the intensity of the orgasm was diminished by the pain. I just didn’t have good pain tolerance yesterday.

He had me suck his cock hard again a short while later, and he fucked me some more. This time he pulled out before I reached orgasm and told me to make myself come (I was using the vibrator on my clit) but every time he hit me the pain interrupted the flow of energy and I just wasn’t able to come, which was a bit of a bummer. I wish my pain tolerance was more consistent - particularly in the way of being enjoyable! I wanted a beating but then I had a hard time taking it. Feh. I guess not every beating can be cathartic and orgasmic.

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Swing Club, Part 1

Last night MasterDoc and I went out to a new swing club - so new that it only opened last weekend. The unfortunate bit is that we were the only ones there (besides the staff). The fortunate bit is that there was plenty of space and we made our own fun.

We were a bit bummed to be the only ones there. (A couple of times women walked in to check the place out and one of them we had met at the pool party over the summer, but neither of them stayed or had their men come in.) The staff were friendly and we had the buffet to ourselves. Not to mention several rooms of mattresses, all ready to be used. After we had talked with the staff for a while and gotten settled in, MasterDoc flogged me a little bit. Then we made out on one of the huge beanbag chairs they had in the lounge. MasterDoc usually isn’t one for kissing (he doesn’t think he’s very good at it) but lately we’ve had some really lovely make out sessions. He stroked my pussy through my pants and I undulated my hips to meet the pressure of his hand. I reached down and stroked his cock through his pants.

He had me take my pants off (but not panties) and gave me the little red vibrator to play with. He blindfolded me and I sat there, exposed, playing with the vibe on my clit. After a moment, I could hear his voice in the other room. He had left me there alone, exposed. With the blindfold on I couldn’t tell when he came back but he slapped my thighs a bit. I wondered what he was going to do. I could tell when he was in front of me because there’s a small gap underneath the bottom of the blindfold. But when he moved off to the side I had no idea where he was. He had me take off my panties. I was aroused, my labia swollen, but I wasn’t wet. I asked for some lube and he not only smoothed some onto my pussy, he also got out a toy of mine that’s sat in the toybox for way too long. It’s a pink acrylic wand that’s three thick bumps on one end, and curved to reach your g-spot on the other. (I bought this years ago at Babeland so I don’t have a link to it.) He slid the bumpy end into my cunt and I played with the vibe on my clit as he fucked me with the toy. He had me gasping and begging to come in no time. He made me say it loud so everyone could hear, “Please, Sir, I want to come.” He made me hold off, while he continued fucking me hard with the toy. I was breathless, my g-spot being stimulated oh so much. I yearned to be able to come. While he kept me panting, he had one of the staff get a towel to put under me. Once the towel was in place he fucked me with the toy some more and told me to come. I screamed and moaned, the sound bouncing off the mostly bare walls of the club. There’s no way anyone in there could miss what was happening. I kept coming, hard, over and over. He leaned in to kiss my chest and I begged him, “Please bite me!” He bit the flesh and I have a small bruise there this morning as a reminder. I could feel my vaginal muscles clench and bear down on the toy and I groaned in pleasure some more. It seemed like I was able to come forever. Just as I was getting totally out of breath, he said, “That’s enough for you young lady,” and gently slid the toy out. I sat there, blindfolded, breathing hard and reached out to stroke his arm. We cuddled a bit and I took some time to recover.

The blindfold came off and he had me get dressed again. We nibbled on the buffet a little more and talked with the staff. He asked me if I was up for more and I was totally ready. We went off into one of the back rooms and stretched out on these four mattresses put together. He had me suck his cock until it was hard - really hard. Then he had me put a condom on it and get on top. I was still really wet from before and he slid in easily. I rode him, slowly at first as he told me to go slow and savor it. But I couldn’t keep up a slow pace for long as my arousal grew. I fucked him with all my energy and he let me come - again I came hard, screaming. I grabbed hold of him tightly and clenched him between my thighs. I ran my hands over his chest, fingers through the hair. My pussy gripped his cock tightly and he would thrust upwards into me deeper. I rode him until my thighs were exhausted. We cuddled after and I wondered if there would be more.

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Weekend

So this weekend didn’t turn out like I thought it would. Alas we did not make it to Dark Odyssey (and basically we donated money to them as it was much too late to get a refund). The bacterial vaginosis I had last week brought on a yeast infection (or at least the antibiotics used to treat it did) and the medicine used to treat the yeast brought on a herpes outbreak like it usually does. So there’s no sex for me this Valentine’s Weekend. Yes, I have V.D. for V.D. (Gotta laugh about it.) I debated being open about it on here or not - I mean, when I don’t have an outbreak I’m very open about it and very into being an activist to destigmatize stis. When I have an outbreak, however, all that goes out the window and the weight of social stigma comes crashing down on my shoulders. I spent a lot of time Friday night and Saturday morning feeling depressed, not just for missing Dark Odyssey but I felt like the sum of my parts was an infectious disease and I felt humiliated and dirty. I actually had thoughts of suicide. Now, the rational part of me (heh, or MasterDoc that is) reminds me that it’s minor disease and I only get one outbreak a year (!), so this will soon pass and life will go on as normal. How horrible would it be to kill yourself over something silly like herpes? But the stigma is such that you really feel awful for having it. Even I, Ms. Positivity about living with herpes, gets super depressed about it. Please, if you know someone with an sti be kind to them, be rational about the risk - they have enough shit on their shoulders from the existing social stigma. They don’t need more from you. The stigma from herpes is always 100 times worse than the virus itself. (I’d also say that the stigma is more contagious, especially if you’re on daily suppressive therapy like I am.)

So after much crying and much depression (and man, was I negative during that time. I really picked on MasterDoc - you’d think I’m miserable with him the way I was talking.) I started to cheer up and realize that I still have a few days off from work, and I’m spending the weekend with MasterDoc anyway. (He’s working a few hours tonight, got an extra shift, but this just means I can take over his new Wii for a few hours. Ha!) Davey already had plans with one of his other girlfriends, and I certainly wouldn’t want him to cancel with her just because my plans had changed. Ultimately, it wasn’t the weekend I had hoped for, but really, how it goes is up to me. I can be depressed all weekend and miserable, or I can enjoy the various parts of it. Tonight I’m determined to enjoy some alone time.

Last night, MasterDoc and I went out to the local bdsm club. After all, my pussy was out of commission but I sure could still be spanked and flogged. I think sometimes I forget how much I enjoy bdsm in its own right, and not just as a precursor for sex. I thought maybe I’d be frustrated getting worked up and not able to finish, but I didn’t feel that way. I got dressed up in my fetish finest (a red pvc dress) and we packed a toy bag and went out.

We spent some time hanging out, watching the slave auction. (Thankfully MasterDoc did not put me in it - I was in no mental state to be given away. I’m sure he knew that.) I don’t know what I expected a slave auction to be like, but somehow it was different than I envisioned.  I think it was reality vs. fantasy at work. For the most part the slaves were pretty normal looking - not like hot fetish models. And some of the male slaves didn’t get bid on. (So sad.) Playing commenced after the auction and we walked around checking out the goings-on. There was a female sub getting flogged but good - two floggers at once even - although MasterDoc said the Dom had no follow through and he wasn’t hitting her as hard as he hits me.

I was anxious to play as after my depression earlier that day I really felt like a beating would do me good. We found a spot with a padded bench for me to lean over. MasterDoc put on my collar and had me pull down my panties and tights. He flogged me and my pain tolerance was pretty good. I enjoyed the feeling of being hit. Then he switched to his hand and hit the same spot on each cheek over and over and over again. Man, that hurt. Now one of the problems with playing at a club is the loud music - you don’t get the feedback from noises that you do in a quiet environment. I did cry out louder when it hurt too much. I felt pushed but ultimately after I felt really, really good. He flogged me some more and I hit subspace somewhere along the way. Afterwards, he sat down and I asked if I could sit down. He said not yet and I started feeling funny like I really needed to sit down. With the collar on I should have said, “I need to sit down, Sir.” but I felt so weird that all I got out was, “I need to sit down.” I got scolded for that, but he did let me have a seat. He held me for a few minutes as I recovered.

We moved on and found another place to play, this time it was a doctor’s examining table for me to bend over. (How appropriate!) MasterDoc remembered my none too subtle hints about wanting my hands cuffed behind my back and he got my cuffs out of the bag. He secured my wrists together behind my back and gave me a flogging. I liked the feeling of being helpless, but my shoulders started to ache after a while. Unfortunately they ached before my butt was done. The spanking was cut short. MasterDoc told me to stand up and I couldn’t with my hands behind my back. He tried to help me but my shoes just slipped out from under me. After a few moments of feeling completely helpless he uncuffed me and I got up. We enjoyed a soda, and then called it a night.

I’m hoping if I’m a lucky girl that I’ll get another beating this weekend. Fingers crossed!

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Davey’s Birthday

This past week Davey had a birthday, and besides the usual taking him out to dinner and giving him a couple of gifts and a card, I participated in something he put together - a “reverse” gang bang. I don’t know that “reverse” is truly accurate, it’s a gang bang, but merely one where the women outnumber the man. He invited myself, S. and a new woman he’s been seeing who we’ll call Raven. This brings the number up to three, which is more than last year’s threesome S. and I gave him for his birthday. I wonder if next year will bring the number up to four women. *grin* Of course, leading up to this I kept saying to Davey that I had no idea what he was going to do with three of us at once. Certainly, he wanted us taking turns blowing him. And he wanted to fuck each of us. But how do you rev up and keep warm three women at once?

At some point on Friday night either MasterDoc or S. came up with an idea - MasterDoc could be fluff boy! He would warm us up and keep us warm for Davey. It turned out to be a brilliant idea, especially since I react far more to kink than vanilla sex these days. MasterDoc gave me a flogging to start the whole thing off. Soon, the ladies were in bed with Davey, taking turns going down on him. Now, he hadn’t had any luck finding a female condom (believe me, he searched all the local stores on Sunday morning) so it looked like he was going to end up only being able to fuck me up the ass. (He didn’t seem THAT disappointed.) But while we were getting things going, somehow the idea of the avanti condom came up - it’s a male condom made of the same polyurethane as the female condom - ergo, it does not break down when it comes in contact with oil. Amazingly, S. had one at her place. Hooray! Davey would get his wish to fuck all three of us after all.

There was a rotating parade of women for Davey: going down on him, licking his neck (where he’s so sensitive), licking his balls, caressing him. He was in heaven. Raven rode him for a while. Next he took a turn fucking me. (MasterDoc had warmed me up with a little bit of flogging and oral sex - yay!) We had to make the round with me count as we only had one polyurethane condom. (BTW, my vagina should be latex-ready again at this point.) Davey gets really excited at sex with me and he had a great orgasm.

We took a break, MasterDoc and I went out to get dinner while the other three played around from what I understand. After dinner, it was time for round two and Davey fucked S. this time. She squirted a river (when doesn’t she squirt a river) and bathed his balls in her come. He got cleaned up after and Raven rode him again (that girl has energetic thighs!) MasterDoc headed out early. S. and I got to chatting while Davey fooled around with Raven, so she and I went into the living room to leave them alone. From what I hear he had a good time. (There was loads of new relationship energy going on between those two.) Davey slept like a log last night and had a hard time getting up in the morning. We ladies succeed in what we should have done for him - we exhausted him. He is a very happy man.

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Review: Large Black Rubber Whip

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Ok, I have to start off by pointing out that the large black rubber whip (on the left) from Babeland is not a whip, nor is it especially large (although it’s larger than their small and medium “whips”) but it is in fact a flogger. That distinction taken care of, here’s the review.

From left: MasterDoc’s buffalo flogger (heavy, thuddy), Babeland’s large black whip (lightly stingy) and MasterDoc’s small flogger (stingy!)

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Our friends S. and V. came over last night to hang out. We spent a lot of time talking. It was, for all intents and purposes, a non-kink evening. Out of the blue, MasterDoc tells me to go get the “whip” we need to review. He has me kneel in front of a chair and take down my pants, something that was embarrassing in front of my friends. I’m not entirely sure why since they’re kinky and both have seen me naked and sub before, but it is a little humiliating to be the only person in the room with your pants down. I felt that familiar vulnerable state of submission. MasterDoc warmed me up with the little flogger.

He alternated among the three floggers, and the Babeland one was definitely different. V. characterized it being a little like having a koosh ball thrown at your ass. The strands are made of the same rubber material. She also pointed out that this flogger is vegan - having no animal materials whatsoever. On my ass it felt like lots of little points hitting me at once. The surface space of the strands is so very different than the leather floggers. It felt good mostly, and stung now and then. He gave me a good thorough spanking and I totally went right into subspace. I really needed the beating. It was relaxing and liberating to kneel there, head on the armchair, as he flogged and spanked my ass. While I wouldn’t want the Babeland one as my only flogger, it does give a different sensation than the others - so it’s wonderful as part of a collection of floggers.

Next, he gave V. a flogging as well. (S. didn’t want to get a flogging, pain is not her thing.) It was wonderful to watch MasterDoc at work. I think I went into subspace just watching him. He knows how to wield a flogger like a craftsman. After, V. talked about how she worried that with the rubber whip there’d be wrap around issues, but there weren’t any - and we attributed this more to MasterDoc’s skill than to the flogger. In inexperienced hands it would probably be difficult to control. MasterDoc critiqued it from the giving side and said it was difficult to get a hold of the strands when he’d draw back for the next hit.

It was amazing watching him, he was really “on” as a Dom last night. *sigh* Dreamy. V.’s ass ended up all rosy. All in all, we enjoyed the large black rubber “whip” but think it’s best as part of a collection of floggers rather than the only one you have. Not necessarily the best for beginners as it’s difficult to control, but it doesn’t hurt too much either.




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Lessons

I’ve had a busy weekend with MasterDoc. After resolving our differences, I felt much, much better and was happy to have a few days to spend with him. I was off on Friday and he had a busy day planned - a gentleman coming over to learn about BDSM in the late morning, then lunch out, then a friend of a friend who wants to be a Domme coming over for lessons in the evening. A full day, and my ass was sure to get beaten quite a lot!

In the morning, it was definitely more a case of him teaching rather than simply using me in front of an audience. Still, I got quite a flogging/spanking and the guy got to try out hitting my ass as well. I was pretty sore afterward! A funny aside, this guy later turns out to be someone who MasterDoc’s friend Liz had once dated before she met her boyfriend and became serious about him. What a small slut world New York is! This guy was cute and I totally would have done him in a heartbeat. Hopefully he comes back for more lessons later. *naughty grin* MasterDoc gave me a ride on the sybian and I came hard. I mean HARD, like I usually do on the sybian. I was leaning forward onto him, grasping at him, me a blubbering mess.

Lunch was very yummy - there’s an Indian restaurant by MasterDoc that has a terrific lunch special and it’s such a great deal. The food is terrific and cheap! I have become a devotee of alu paratha (this bread stuffed with spiced potato). Yummylicious!

I got a nap in somewhere along the way, I hadn’t slept well the night before. We cleaned up his apartment some more for our next guest, as MasterDoc points out you need to have things nicer for a chick than a guy. She got there sometime around 5. We had met her once before, when I wanted to meet up with a hot young lady from okcupid, and MasterDoc tagged along with me, and this Domme-to-be tagged along with the hot young lady I was lusting after. (Turns out she and the other young lady are partners but very much poly.) MasterDoc is a little out of luck with this lady, as she’s definitely a lesbian (and definitely Domme) but he’s gladly taken her on as a student. She’s a devoted student of Asian studies, Japan in particular, and the most suitable pseudonym for her is Kohai.

I was soon naked and MasterDoc demonstrated various impact toys on my ass (still sore from the morning!), including the floggers Kohai brought along with her (she has some nice stuff for a newbie! The braided one hurt like a motherfucker.) She took turns, trying out using the floggers, MasterDoc spending a lot of time teaching her physiology as it relates to BDSM. I think she has a promising career as a Domme ahead of her. (She’d like to be a professional Domme. In a case like that she’d dominate men, but she wants nothing to do with them sexually.) With impact play pretty well covered, MasterDoc gave her some advice on the psychological aspects of being Dom (ah yes, I’ve now heard all his secrets, although I think ultimately I knew them already from his using them on me). He asked her if she had seen a TENS unit before and she had no idea, so he had me get it and he tried it out on her a little so she could see what it felt like. Then they hooked me up to it and had fun with me.

We debated going out to a club that night, and Kohai called her girlfriend but she didn’t pick up, so the club idea got scrapped. Instead, Kohai got a ride on the sybian (she chose the flat top with no penetrative part). MasterDoc worked the controls and I caressed her body, grabbing at her ass, pushing down on her pubic area so her clit would come in better contact with the vibrator. Like most women, she had a fantastic orgasm riding the sybian. Then we were getting ready to pack up, MasterDoc and I going out to dinner, Kohai getting back on the subway for the ride home. But Kohai was quite forward with the idea that she’d be happy to go at me with a strap on. I certainly wouldn’t say no to a hot lesbian fucking me with a strap on! We went into the bedroom and MasterDoc teased me with the magic wand. Then Kohai fucked me. Unfortunately the dildo I have at his place is the relatively thin one I got to use on guys’ asses. I would have loved a thicker dildo. Still, I managed to come and he gave me permission to. Rowr. One bad thing was that the base of the harness kept hitting against my pussy uncomfortably - do other women have trouble with strap on harnesses? I came regardless. (I’m not one to let a little thing like pain stop me from coming. Heh, sometimes the pain helps me to come.) He followed up with the magic wand on my clit and I came again. I was a very happy girl. I had tons of orgasms in one day. Then MasterDoc treated me to dinner (as he had with lunch) and we had a nice romantic dinner out. All in all, it was a spectacular day.

Saturday, I went to work with a sore ass. lol And I knew we had plans for the evening that included a Dom and his three bisexual submissive women coming over. Rowr. I got so hot at the idea of playing with the other subs and being used by another Dom at MasterDoc’s discretion. Oh yes, Saturday was a very slutty night. More on that in the next blog entry.

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I squirted while he spanked me

In keeping with the naughty vacation theme, MasterDoc and I went out to a swing club last night. As usual that man did amazing things with my body. We brought along the three things I’ve gotten in to review from Babeland - Sliquid anal lube (”sassy booty formula”), Fukoku 9000 and underbed restraints. We only used two out of the three. I think those two need more road testing before I give a review.

I had been going on for over a day now about how I really felt like making out. We don’t do a lot of it, and MasterDoc has apparently been told that relative to his other skills, he’s not as talented at it. But opinions vary from person to person and I think he does a fine job. I like having his tongue in my mouth. It is hot feeling it slide along my tongue, feeling him suck first one lip, then the other into his mouth. I got hot before we even did much of anything - in the car on the way there I was wearing my collar and I worked on getting into the submissive mindset. And just the simple act of wearing it and thinking like that made my pussy feel all tingly and hot. Then, when we settled into the club, we made out a bit and I was all squirmy and hot. He had me suck his cock for a while and I did my best, sucking, licking, making him twitch a little. Random single guys came in to watch. The only other couple there played a little, the woman sucking the man’s cock but they soon headed out of the room.

The bartender was all happy when we came in, because she knows that we create fun regardless of whatever else is going on that night. After I had been sucking MasterDoc’s cock for a while and we had been making out (I’m a happy girl!) the bartender came in back on her break, and she started demanding to see some naked woman. She piped up a few times, and then MasterDoc said to me, “Go stand in front of her and take off your clothes.” Now for some women this would be difficult, but the exhibitionist in me had no problem going over and getting naked in front of the lovely bartender and the men that crowded around her on the bed. She asked if she could play with my tits and MasterDoc said yes, so I had her sucking and nibbling on my nipples. She bit a little hard but was smart enough not to do so repeatedly. (They get sensitive when stimulated repeatedly.)

The bartender was eager to see more, and MasterDoc had me get on the spanking bench. He spanked me with this little paddle, which is actually an emory board for smoothing skin on your feet. So it’s small but has a rough texture. It’s very slappy and I suppose comes in handy to keep his hands from getting tired. My pain tolerance was pretty decent and I was mostly turned on by the impact of the paddle on my ass. It’s a little harder to take when it’s on my thighs, however. I whimpered from time to time from the pain, but mostly I enjoyed the spanking. He took the little (stingy) flogger and beat my ass for a while, again it hurt but it hurt in such a good way. He would feel my pussy every now and then to see if I was wet, and apparently I was quite wet. (I’m not surprised.)

He stopped for a bit and had me suck his cock. I love it when he spurs me on saying, “Suck it, bitch.” After a few moments he told me that was enough, and he went back to flogging my ass. He took the little flogger and beat my upper back, which is more painful than the ass. It was such a nice beating - just the right amount of impact to put me into a lovely headspace. After he had beat me for a while, and quite thoroughly, he told me to wet his fingers. I licked them, trying to get them as moist as possible, I knew they were going into my pussy.

He fingered me, and in no time I was ready to come. I moaned and hoped that he would let me come soon, but I think I held back pretty well on begging. He let me come, and I immediately went into spasm and deep, guttural moans. He fingered for a while, then took his fingers out and started spanking me. THAT was when I started squirting. I squirted all over the spanking bench as I came while he hit me. It still amazes me when he does that - just hurting me will get me to come. Rowr. His hands on my body do wondrous things.

We took a break after; I got dressed again. I got a towel and mopped up the squirted mess I left on the bench and the floor. We hung out in the lounge area for a bit, having sodas and sharing a muffin from the snack table. (Most things there are stale as anything, but the muffins were actually pretty fresh and good.) I was feeling like a very happy, satisfied girl, and yet I was eager to try out the anal lube. Luckily, he was up for it so he had me take my pants off (left my shirt and bra on) and kneel on the other couch, facing the big screen of porn behind it. He told me to get myself on the edge of coming with the bullet vibe and he came over to fuck me up the ass. He had me lube myself up before I got kneeling. I’ll want to use the lube again, but preliminary tests indicate it’s very slippery, not sticky, and seems to last well.

Unfortunately, the bullet vibe chose that point in time to die on me (batteries). But I had the Fukuoku, which I was eager to try out, so I got that out of the bag and put it to my clit. It’s nice but so far my impression is that it’s not nearly as good as the bullet or nea. Still it was nice to have something to press against my clit while he fucked me up the ass. He slid it in and I moaned, my ass felt tight last night. There’s something so decadent and naughty about being fucked up the ass in public. I couldn’t see how many people were watching but we were right in the lounge area by the front door. I asked for permission to come and he let me. Even though he was fucking my ass, my internal muscles contracted and pushed his cock out. He spanked me as I continued to come. We had put a towel down on the leather couch beforehand, but I didn’t squirt again.

We got dressed and sat down to rest again. I was in this dazed, subspace sort of headspace. I felt positively blissful. We shared another muffin and the food helped bring me back to earth.

While we relaxed this couple came in. The guy was really friendly, the woman much less so. The guy was a handsome African-American guy, in good shape, and the woman was a sultry Italian-American woman with a very slim figure in a short dress and thigh high white stockings with white to-the-knee boots. She’s not quite my type (I prefer curvy) but she could certainly have a career in porn if she wanted (if she doesn’t have it already). I say this because the two of them started fucking and sucking in the lounge area and the owner of the club took pictures of the whole thing (obviously with their permission). It was hot to watch a photo shoot go on in front of us, and I knew that MasterDoc was interested in playing with them (I wasn’t into the woman but even though my preference is usually for white, hispanic or Indian guys I was digging the black guy). They didn’t really seem like they were looking to play with anyone else, however. And as it was getting late we ended up going home. We made a stop for our usual bagel run on the west side and shared a warm poppyseed bagel on the ride home. Now that is what I call a good night.

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