Gosh what a fabulous weekend I have had. I went to our local play party on Saturday night and was a tad bummed that Sir and I did not play, but boy was I in for it when we got home....but more on that in a bit...first I took my first step towards getting over my fear of fire...
Sir and I have been speaking with a wonderful Dominant who plays with fire. He sat down next to me last evening, and began getting out all of his fire stuff.....my heart is pounding at this point but I am also strangely excited....he started explaining how he plays with fire, how we will start slow and ramp it up, and how he and my Sir will not let anything bad happen to me. Then he lit the baton....now keep in mind there were tons of rope scenes and other things going on at the time but I was not focused on anything but Sir, the other Dominant, and the fire. He gently placed the baton in my hand, and then when he removed it told me to close my hand on the flames. I do not know how many times we did that but I do know that from that point on I wanted to do more, go further, it was amazingly beautiful and felt so good to take that first step. I have already told Sir that I want to do more and soon.
Today I had a photo shoot to help me get over my self esteem and boy did it . I had the best time, I was so relaxed that the time just flew by. I certainly want to go back and do more with him. It was amazing and I have over 200 pictures to prove it. For the first time in a long time I can look at my face and my body and I LOVE IT....every inch of it. It was such an empowering experience.....can't wait to do more.
So after Sir and I got home last night he told me to clear off our bed, but do not get undressed. Now at our local party he bought me so amazingly sexy stripper shoes and a red hogtie set that matches my collar. After some kissing, stroking, and biting (all on his part) I was undressed and placed in the hog tie set on my back. It was super frustrating to be tied, and unable to touch him as he is kissing me and biting me all over. I am so used to reaching up and touching him that it added a new level of helplessness. He got up from the bed and grabbed our bag of clothespins. I both love and hate the clothespin....more so then ever before. He placed them on my nipples, and all around my breasts, then began to fuck me. Slowly, then faster, then slower all the while them damn clothespins bobbing up and down...not to mention when he would lay on top of me and push them into my skin.......owgoddamnitthatfuckinghurts....then he really shocked me when he began to choke me. So there we are fucking, can't hold him or touch him, clothespins all over, pain and pleasure, and as I begin to come he starts ripping the damn clothespins off. (and he says he is not sadistic) Tears rolling down my face, him inside me, orgasms all around......was beautiful really. After I was unhooked, I was super floaty and calm. Perfect.
In the shower this morning before the shoot, we were touching, kissing, and talking about last night both at the party and at home. He leaned in to kiss me and I did a little smart ass gesture that I used to do when I didn't want to be kissed....which resulted in a nice face slap. Talk about attention getter.
Tonight tons of house cleaning, and some more Ethics and Algebra...ugh Back to the grind tomorrow....
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