Been awhile since I've posted pictures. I've been on an academic bender in my kink lately. Reading books, taking notes, the like.
Had an odd weekend that reminded me of the good ol' days... and what a stellar time I had.
This was taken about 20 seconds after my last arranged scene (tonight). We picked up where we left off. He's the same gentleman as left the "wings" and thigh marks a few pictures back.
So, I haven't been feeling well, flu/cold... eh, I'll survive.
The party I went to needed DM's (dungeon monitor's) to play safely. People that make sure no one is going to die, help wipe down equipment and stuff like that. So, despite my illness I figured I'd go, do my duty for an hour then probably go home.
I waited and waited for him to finish his business helping to make the party a success.
Then I asked him if he'd help me get my ass beat. He said he wasn't sure, would need to have a cigarette, make sure his partner brought the tools, etc. An hour later, he hadn't got back to me and I was flipping out. Only 2.5 hours left in the party.
My Mrs. Clause costume started losing buttons and accessories... until finally I cornered my friend again.
Play with a new sadist friend. I requested a spanking or ass beating. He used some pretty thick batons and a really large paddle.
The worst part, as I'm still on my high and coming down, was the waiting at the party for almost 5 hours, plus the 4 days it took us negotiating it. He had some other scenes with his girl and a good friend. I was ready to just leave, frustrated that the party would be over by the time he got to me...
This pushed me the farthest I've ever been and I have a huge grin on my face. We'll see how I feel tomorrow
Something else I hadn't considered.
People ask me how many hits with the cane was that? Honestly how the hell do I know?! I have no clue! I was writhing and processing, just waiting for the next with dread and greedy desire. There was no negotiation besides I wanted it below the 'x' and above mid thigh. I wanted hard hits and very little warm up. He had two metal canes and one ratan one. He used the metal for just light thwacks to get the area warm, get the blood flowing.
This is from the same person that gave me the "wings" with the flogger. Canes have been all the rage lately, and it had been such a long time to feel the cane, so we went for it!
I forgot how frisky I get when I get challenged. He did a great job trying to keep it symmetrical as I was jumping, writhing and wiggling around.
Much fun and my bum is sore, sore, sore! Thanks UTG!