Lucky girl, I got to see MasterDoc twice this week. There was supposed to be another visitor this time but that fell through. Instead, MasterDoc played with my body however he liked, taking his time with it. Starting with touching me gently as we lay on his bed listening to music, soon he had me laying on my back, thighs spread, flogging my inner thighs. He got a nice rhythm going and he’d sometimes look as if he was going to hit hard, but then surprise me with just a light hit. He had terrific aim as he flogged my breasts (owie did that hurt). It was very appropriate that at one point he was beating me to the sound of Tom Lehrer’s “The Masochism Tango.” (On a cd of collected Lehrer songs given to him by one of his other subs.)
It’s funny, I don’t generally think of myself as a masochist. I mostly just think of myself as a sub, but the fact is I do like some pain… but I like it better when my pain tolerance is up. Last week everything hurt awful and I had a hard time dealing with it. This week it hurts but not nearly so much and it’s kinda relaxing to be beaten. In the moment I sometimes wonder why I’m consenting to being beaten, but afterwards I’m always in a great mood and really happy to have been smacked around.
He had me turn over so that I was on my knees, and he flogged my ass some with the stingy little flogger (avoiding the already bruised areas from the other day’s paddle work). He used the heavy flogger on my upper back, which is always something I expect to bother my back issues but it never does. Instead it’s kinda hypnotic. The flogging went on for a while. When he took a break he had me go down on him for a bit, and I did my best to make him hard so he would fuck me.
He fucked me from behind, standing at the end of the bed. He allowed me to come and used his fingers for a while. I came but not really hard. I find that happens a lot lately where I manage to come but it’s not as spectacular and earth-shaking as it could be. (Damn prozac.) But, an orgasm is still a good thing.
There was a little time for a break… I don’t remember how we segue way from one fucking to the next, but the next time I was on my back with him on top of me. I like when he grabs my hair or slaps my face while fucking me face to face, it makes the whole scene more intense. I was allowed to come again (thank you MasterDoc!) and he spent some time fucking me with his small vibrator, then he let me take over using it on myself (the vibrator was poking my instead cup so I said “ow” a few times. I was better able to control the situation myself). He let me give myself another couple of orgasms and it was so good as I hadn’t been in a situation like that (multiple orgasms over a period of time) in a long while. I could have kept going but he had me stop.
Before and after the fucking I ended up doing some chores around the house – taking the garbage out, emptying the dishwasher, etc. I guess you can get used to anything as I don’t chafe at the idea of doing chores as much as I used to. (It’s still not my favorite thing to do, but I think it’s good that I get off my lazy ass sometimes. I find it makes me be more mindful of helping out at home so Davey isn’t stuck doing everything, although I suppose Davey might say that it makes me more likely to be a brat about doing chores around the house as I can get away with a little brattyness with him, but not with MasterDoc. Ah but the point is I’m doing the chores. 
We had lunch and hung out for a while. MasterDoc helped me out as I’ve been having battery issues with my car. He’s lent me a battery so I can jump start it if it won’t start again, until I get around to getting a new battery. That’s something I love about poly – having many people to help you out. Davey’s working long hours this week and next so he’s not been home, but I’m not left on my own, I still have someone I can count on for advice and support. Being poly rocks.
If I get around to it, I might come back later and post pics of my lovely bruises. No time right now.
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