I’m waiting for MasterDoc to get home from work. I got to spend last night with him, and since Davey’s away for the weekend I get to see him again tonight. While amusing myself I discovered fetlife.com which is essentially myspace/facebook for kinksters. Of course I’ve started setting up a profile there. While reading through the fetishes listed, I was reminded of a fantasy that I hadn’t thought about lately – play rape. Now play rape is a different animal than real rape. They’re two separate things. I’ve been actually raped and it was nothing to fantasize about. But my fantasy, to be acted out with someone I trust and consented to, involves me putting up a struggle, perhaps getting clothes ripped off me and being taken forcibly while I object. For the length of that scene the word “no” would have no meaning. I’d be held down while being fucked.
Is it hot in here?
Anyway, that’s what got me thinking about writing a blog entry. *grin* Last night I got a good spanking from MasterDoc. We were going to go out to a swing club but my period showed up. (Boo!!!) so we stayed in. He said that he feels a need to not let my readers down, so he would find something to do with me in the house. That something consisted of me laying on my stomach, blindfolded, while he smacked my ass. Soon he had me up on all fours and he started bringing out the implements. Being blindfolded, I couldn’t see what he used until after the fact. The first object I guessed easily, it was one of those rough pedicure things that doesn’t sting much when it hits but the rough texture makes it interesting.
More smacks with his hands (pretty hard, thankfully my pain tolerance was up) and he brought out the paddle. Again, something I could guess at pretty easily. The paddle hurts! Especially when it hits over an area that it has just been hitting. Yowch. He alternated with hands a bit and then I felt something that I couldn’t identify. It stung like the dickens and I didn’t think I’d be able to handle the pain. The one time I moved out of position and felt desperate for it all to stop was when he used this one implement on me a few times. Later it turned out to be the evil rubber strap he has. That thing is vicious. He used it on me at a few points. I’ve got a nice bruise on my side where it wrapped around. Surprisingly, I have very few bruises. I was hoping (I’m such a weirdo) for a nice bruised bottom this morning. But, there’s next to nothing. *sigh*
He had me suck his cock for a while and get it nice and hard. I put a condom on it and sucked some more. The reservoir tip of the condom hit the back of my throat and made me gag really badly. I think he kinda likes the idea of me gagging on his cock though. He got me on all fours again and he fucked me from behind. Rowr. After the spanking I was worked up. He fucked me pretty hard for a while and I got close to coming. So I asked for permission and wanted so desperately to come. When he eventually gave me permission I kinda had this lame semi-orgasm. That happens to me a lot. I need to work on getting to the edge and holding it there (maybe I should masturbate more often). I’m on wellbutrin now to counteract the side effects of the prozac so I have a bit more libido lately. Maybe I’ll make progress now. One can only hope. It would be so hot to hold off on orgasm until his permission if I would then be able to come explosively. But, orgasm trouble aside, I really enjoyed the spanking.
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