6th November 2011
We went out to a nearby BDSM club on Friday night. I was hung by my wrists and soundly flogged. Sometimes in those moments before it starts I find myself wondering what the hell am I doing, do I really want this? Then the moment that soft cruel leather wraps itself round my skin I remember that not only is this what I want and need but that in fact it is what I crave and last night I found myself asking for more and more and quite frankly even when the night was over I knew I wanted it all over again. This morning in bed I did something I find very hard to do, I asked him for more, and even managed to explain to him exactly what part of more I have realised I need. He held me in his arms and listened, then he kissed me and whispered…. “Soon Slutmine”.
I wonder how long before I get to wear this snazzy little number again. I suspect not very long at all.
Ps…Can you see my new collar? I LOVE my new collar sooooo much.
Pps…Day 7 (and final day) of the ‘post a picture everyday this week task’ and I reign victorious! I wonder if there will be a reward. Actually I have suddenly realised that my reward is all wrapped up in the task itself. I have achieved it, I have made him happy and proud and managed to produce some creative work that I am pleased with. That is my reward. Thank you Sir for giving that to me. I love you.
Pps…It is Sinful Sunday. Click the icon to see who else is having fun with their camera!