Bruises

I’m not ranting so much now although I bemoaned the stress of being a slutty woman in a world that’s anti-slutty women to D.S. today. It gets wearing sometimes. Most of the time I’m perfectly happy being a wild pervert, getting off on all sorts of interesting things, but every now and then being viewed as a skanky ho gets to me. It’s not a fair assessment, and I know this, but getting a negative reaction often enough is wearing. Thankfully I have D.S., Davey and MasterDoc (among others) who view my slutty-ness as a positive and even empowered thing. (MasterDoc once said to me, “What’s the definition of a slut? A woman who has as much sex as you’d like to have.” Hee hee.)

I saw MasterDoc today and…. got to clean his bedroom. lol I knew that someday he’d make good on his threat to have me over just to clean and today he did. Thankfully, however, he was tempted by my sitting around in my underwear (his apartment is so hot and I was sweaty after cleaning) so cleaning wasn’t the only thing we ended up doing.

So yes, I did my submissive duty by taking out the garbage today and cleaning up his bedroom but then I was thankfully rewarded with a good over the knee spanking followed by harsh slaps to my delicate inner thighs. My pain tolerance wasn’t too bad when I was getting smacked on my ass and back of my thighs, but once he had me turn around so that my front was exposed to his slapping hands it became much harder to keep my composure or to keep my legs apart. He’d take a break from the hitting to finger my pussy for a bit, finding me sopping wet. At one point he asked if he needed to gag me as I was crying out in pain. I said, “Yes, Sir.” but he decided he’d rather hear me cry out. I’ve got some lovely bruises on my inner thighs now. D.S. suggested taking pictures of them to post here but I’m too tired tonight.

Of course MasterDoc also had me suck his cock quite a bit. Yummy. I wasn’t given an orgasm, he wants me primed and ready for the threesome we have planned for tomorrow night….

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I’m chatting with an old friend (ok, a guy I’ve fooled around with) and he’s just asked me what my favorite thing to do sexually is. And I answered honestly – have orgasms. lol He met me years ago when I was experimenting with being dominant and he’s defintely a sub. Pity he’s married and settled down now and not getting to explore his kinky side. (He reads this blog now and then to live vicariously through me. Obviously since the time I met him I’ve decided I’m much more sub than dom, which I knew to begin with but I had to experiment a little.) We just had a nice chat about the joys of hot wax. Yes, yet another person who appreciates me for who I am.