Homework?

Sir had to work last night........and He decided that i shouldn't be left to my own devices (i get bored so easily dontcha know!!)

So i had a task.. and it went a bit like this:














Materials:
wooden clothes pegs
1 vibrator



Instructions:
At 7:45 sharp place as many clothes pegs as you can fit on your pussy lips
Leave them on for 30 minutes
After the 30 minutes use the vibrator for 15 minutes - you may cum AFTER the 15 minutes.

Now i was excited.... it has been awhile since Sir left me any tasks to do.. and i do enjoy a challenge.... (trust me this was going to be a challenge - have you ever tried to insert a vibrator between clothes pegs?? can i say OUCH!!)

At 7:30 i collected the clothes pegs.. vibrator.. and i thought a nice touch would be some pictures of this momentous occasion... so i grabbed the camera.. and laid everything out on the bed ready for 7:45.

At 7:45 i carefully started to apply the clothes pegs..as many as i could fit on right? Who counts.. i just started clipping them on.. and muttering ouches every so often. Then i watched the clock.. sort of like the old saying about a watched pot never boiling... the minutes took forever to tick by...... so i decided .. to pass time.. i would snap some pictures...

Now you wanna talk about challenges...... try snapping pictures of your own pussy covered in clothes pegs!! The pictures were either blurred..or too close up.. or i got wonderful shots of the bedspread or such glare god only knows what i shot!

Before i knew it time was up and i could start using the vibrator.. Problem..... it wouldn't fit in between the clothes pegs.. no matter how i twisted and turned it .. no matter how i pulled the pegs in opposite directions it just wouldn't slide in like it usually does. So i did the best i could and turned the vibrator on low. Like magic the vibrator started to slowly slip into me... and it hurt soooo good !!!

Now i did try to snap a picture of the success...... but unfortunately it is impossible - at least for me - to take pictures one handed... and that one hand was shaking....... so no pictures....(ok ok why i thought i could snap a picture of pegs and vibrator one handed is anyone's guess !!)

After 15 minutes (ok ok maybe it was 12 minutes) i could feel the orgasm coming and like a tidal wave there was no stopping it...... and my juices spurted out of me like a fountain... (it was nice to know some things still work!!)

And that .. dear readers.. was 'teacher's homework' for Tuesday night.

Further electro play

i was asked in an email to go a little bit more into the electro play i experienced on Saturday evening.

Basically Saturday night was show...... it was to help me over come my fear of electro play......(due to a bad experience a few years ago - and hells bells.. anyone who says BDSM doesn't come with bad experiences hasn't been playing on my playing field! shit happens... and it takes an experienced person to help one work through the bad experiences)

There are so many different levels of electro play....... from the science fair trick of making one's hair stand on end...........

Right up to and including branding............




Most of what happened to me on Saturday evening falls under the ranking of "making one's hair stand on end"....... both literally and figuratively. The chap that was playing with me is very into the mind games that electro play allows...

After all.. come on folks.. you see someone throw a switch on a HUGE transformer type box.. hear the click as it moves from off to the on position and if your heart rate doesn't increase a little bit then in my opinion you have to be dead!!!

The spoon and the light bulb trick was just that a trick.. sparks flew.. the light lit up.. but i didn't feel a thing. When the chap held the stick in one hand and ran his hand down my arm i felt warmth.. and tingling.. but that's it!! My heart rate slowed down considerably.




When He ran the glass ball up and down my arm i felt tingling and warmth again.. nothing bad.. nothing painful..... i was getting comfy with the feelings and starting to fantasize what it would feel like in more.. shall we say.. sensitive spots on my body... that is when the topic of danger came up. And folks .. this can be a dangerous game!!

He reminded me that for the most part He hadn't cranked the sucker up to full voltage....He didn't recommend using the wand anywhere near my clit ..or specifically my clit jewelry........ the electric sparks might be pretty to watch.. might feel arousing in the right places.. but metal conducts electricity and unless i wanted to burn my clit .......... which i don't !! then no electro play near my jewelry!!! and it isn't recommended to use electro play on anyone with a pacemaker... (can i say DUH???!!)

He had a suitcase full of attachments for the wand......... some as neat looking as the glass ball..others much more ominous looking... there was a Wurtenburg wheel....... which when lit up looks pretty spectacular..........

There were also nipple clamps........... (can you see me shuddering??) and a rake that must make one's skin ripple (in more ways than one)

But honestly i have to say.......... don't try this at home. Some folks get all excited when they first experience electro play and rush out and lay down the BIG bucks to buy the beginner kit........ and because they have been to one or two demos consider themselves experts...........

i would run from someone like that... run as far as i could from them. As much as i joked on Friday about missing the electro demo by a hair.. and pout pout poor me.. as much as i made light of the electro play on Saturday... i still have a huge amount of respect for anything that is plugged into an electrical outlet at one end and shoots sparks out of the other. And no one.. i repeat .. NO ONE.. is coming near me without a whole mess of experience.. i would feel very confident if i could watch them use the equipment on their sensitive pink bits first.. yes sirreee i would!!!

Want to try a little fun?? lick the contacts on a battery........ then think again about jumping into electro play..........

It's Beginning to look a lot like Christmas.......

i am sitting here in my office listening to the cars spinning their wheels as they try to exit the parking lot. i am sitting here .. snug and safe and warm... in the middle of our first snow storm of the season........... and i am sitting here smiling from ear to ear because the powers who be have called a "Snow day!!" and like the kids i work with... i have done the dance of joy .........

i know Sir will reach for a paddle when He reads this........ but it is right that we are having snow now........ it SHOULD be a white Christmas!! especially up here in the Great White North............ there have been too many green Christmases recently and we are due for a nice white snowy one........ kids sliding on the back hills, kids building forts and laughing and climbing over and around the snow hills.... BUT come January 2nd it can all just go away - thank you very much !!!

BUT ..

that's not what i sat down to talk about........ i wanted to talk about Sir using the wooden sword on my ass on Sunday afternoon.. how i wiggled and bounced around.. how it hurt..... YIKES how it hurt......


Now it is a pretty piece of craftsmanship........ two tone wood..... shaped like a sword..
i noticed on Sunday afternoon how it sounded hollow.. empty....... and i mentioned it to Sir.. but He wasn't that interested in my critiquing of it's qualities.. He was much more interested in watching me bounce up and down and around... leaning over the ottoman.. grinding my teeth with each strike.. holding the pose as long as i could .. then when it just got too much to handle.. sliding down and off to one side... catching my breath..... Sir waiting .. sword posed for the next hit.. till i righted myself again.. ass out.. head down.. and the next strike would hit and the next and the next.

Sir would tease me a little.. soft strikes.. one after the other until my mind started to float with the rhythm..... started to feel the caress of the strikes.... then just when i was comfy cozy........ Sir would make sure the strike was swift and hard and stung... and i would arch my back and come upright.. banging my hand down on the ottoman.. or banging my leg against the floor.. cursing softly under my breath.

The sword is an unforgiving toy ......... much more so than any of the other wooden paddles we have...... and i don't know why........ it is so pretty to look at.... and so unforgiving.. Fortunately it is not one Sir uses very often....... it doesn't allow me to float very high or very far....... it tends to keep me ouching and whining and bouncing... that is the joy of being submissive... with a wall full of toys.......and a Sir who uses whichever toy He so desires... and how He desires...

Sometimes it is just about "white knuckling" your way through a session.. and when it is over.. crawling over to Sir's feet and thanking Him...

That's just the way it is...... sometimes.

Saturday night Fever

Saturday Night Fever or... how electricity lit up my night.........

i thought (yay yay i know.. subbies shouldn't think) that i had made a narrow escape Friday evening from the evils of electro play......... So when we packed up the car to go into town for the Loft/play party i was feeling rather smug and safe..and secure.


The evening started off with chit chat and get acquainted (re-acquainted) with folks... good food .. and lots of laughter. i have to be honest and admit my eyes kept straying to what they called their Christmas Cross (because of the Christmas lights outlining it) and the first twinges of need began to grow in my gut.. the need to feel the wood under my skin.. the need to feel the whip.. the need to feel the pain and know .. KNOW.. i could take it....



But after dinner our gracious host started to bring out his electro play kit.. i found myself edging just a little further down the bar.. further away... pretending interest.. but secretly wanting to disappear.

There was a lot of fussing and laying down of wires and hooking the wires up to gadgets.. the most terrifying gadget (for me anyway) was the on off box.. not switch.. but big grey box... and the clunking sound it made as the red switch was moved from the off position to the on position was enough to make this subbie run for cover (the ladies room seemed an ideal place)

BUT in all honesty folks.. the chap who was connected to all these wires and electricity had the same belief system as Sir..... small baby steps. He knew of the one bad experience i had had in the past with electro play.... so He walked me through some rather fun experiments...

There was the "hold the metal spoon and don't move" trick



There was the hold the light bulb and don't move trick



Then as my confidence had grown in our host and his abilities.. and the fact nothing "bad" had happened just yet .. and because i LOVE Christmas so much.. i was cajoled into trying the Christmas garland trick...



Now i have to say that even Sir's expert photo abilities couldn't catch the sparks that were flying from the garland to my arm .. arcing and spitting .. and buzzing my arm. It was all very dramatic and fun.. yes yes i said "fun"..

i was ready for something a little bit more technical.. a little less glitzy.. i was ready for ........... the violet wand !!! and i have to admit.. our host kept the power level low... and was making all these pretty sparks up and down my arm... and i said "more please"... (god !!! sounding for all the world like Oliver Twist - may i have some more please!!) And of course both Sir and our Host were more than happy to oblige.......... so the paraphernalia got cranked up...... and the sparks flew......... i am hoping if you look real close.. (really really close and hard ) you will see some pretty purple sparks flying from the glass wheel to my arm..........


Our host decided my time of "torture " was up......... so i moved aside and let others have a look.. a taste. i moved down the loft to stand by the Christmas Cross... Sir whispered in my ear.. "get the whip" ........ god He didn't have to tell me twice.. i was soon up on the cross.. feeling oh so Christmasy ... white cross.. red whip.. and soon red ass............



And before i end... i must share with you one picture Sir took when i complained my nipple was "hot"............


maybe next time.. more than my arm will experience electro play.......... what a yummy thought !!!!

oh yeah.. it was a Saturday night fever !!!

On the First day of Christmas......

Sometimes i swear i am worse than a kid (ok ok.. keep those nasty thoughts to yourselves !!!) i get so damn excited for Christmas....

Once upon a time i didn't have as much enthusiasm for Christmas because it meant Sir would go His way to do His holiday things with His vanilla side.. and i would go my way and do my holiday things with my vanilla side. Now thankfully, we have merged our two sides ......... and celebrate the holidays together with our vanilla family/friends and even with our BDSM family/friends.

We have a semi busy schedule of events.. that was supposed to start this weekend.. with a demo/play party last night ..... and a potluck play party tonite. Unfortunately, yesterday brought in snow and winds, and at 4pm Sir looked at me and i looked at Him .. and Sir decided the best place to be was snuggled up at home. (hear me shout YIPEEEE??)

Last night's demo was to be on electric play....... and to be perfectly honest with you.. electric play scares the hell out of me....... and Sir and the chap doing the demo had been teasing me (mind fuck would be a better description) that i was going to be the "subject" for the demo........... and as much as i knew they were mind fucking me.. and as much as i knew the animator has a very nice submissive who loves electric play.. i was still very glad to be able to miss the demo.. miss the off chance that Sir would indeed decide i had to experience electric play.

Instead.. last evening we snuggled up in front of Polar Express ( i have never seen it... ) and Sir even did a little whip the subbie's ass during advertisements, watch the move.. wash rinse repeat. (just a little bit...... i think Sir's arm was tired last evening OR maybe Sir was tired last evening OR maybe my ass wasn't wiggling enough last night??) whatever the reason.. whatever the cause.. the whip and the wooden sword didn't get nearly as much a workout as usual........ neither did my ass!!

And that dear readers was how the first day of Christmas went here in the Great White North........

two little bits of business......
1) it is the first of December.. and as the rule goes.. there is another new post to The Fictional Journey - it may not be up to standard this month... unfortunately i had sort of written myself into a corner - creating the houseboy - how fiction mimics real life!! so this month's episode hastily writes out the houseboy....
2) i want to welcome all the visitors who may (or may not) pop by from Holidailies