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Candle wax Torture and a Cat O’Nines

It’s ironic that the candle wax that is burning the sensitive skin on my inner thighs is dripping from a prayer candle that has an image of Jesus looking down at me. His wax burns hot and as it splashes on my skin, leaving a liquid white trail that soon turns pink, I wonder if maybe we have more in common than I first thought. I think about sharing this thought with Master but decide against it as the pain arises once again and any ability to speak is interrupted by the guttural sounds escaping my lips.

Earlier yesterday, Master came home with that familiar glint in his eyes that he only gets when; A) he’s either planning something really sadistic, B) he’s bought a new toy or C) has some incredible news to share. Today it was a case of both A and B. He announced upon entering the door that I should get myself to my spot, which happens to be in the living room, after adorning myself with my black lace ruffle undies and nothing else. I made haste. I know from experience that taking my time will only worsen whatever he has in store for me and will make his good mood turn into one of anger. In which case our little BDSM play will go from being fun into being punishment. I ran around desperately trying to find the undies, strip naked and get myself into my spot before Master got there. Unfortunately that proved to be impossible because by the time I got to the living room he was already there. My heart skipped a beat as I awaited chastisement, eyes down, hands behind my back. But a moment passed and then another and all he said was “You can look at me”. I raised my eyes shyly to my Master’s face and took in his expression, happy to see that he was still smiling. I then looked around and took it all in. Master had laid out a bright purple vinyl bed sheet over the floor and on that bed sheet were his usual favorite toys as well as a new one that stood out. The new toy was a cat o’nines whip. I could see the little pointy and sharp ends of the nine tails and knew that this was going to be a session that would leave marks on me.

Back to where I was…the wax leaving hard trails of pain down my chest and Master looking down at me in approval. “Which toy should we play with first?” He asked as if he was really giving me a choice. But I know better than that so I whispered back “which ever one pleases you Master”. His smile grew a little wider and I had no doubt in my mind which one he would chose. His hand touched each toy briefly lingering ever so slightly on the paddle that has vampire pricks on it. “Well maybe we should break in your new toy” he said, as if I didn’t already know what was coming my way. He flipped me over with virtually no effort propping my ass up into the air so that I was in a position that made me feel like I was kneeling down worshiping a king, my arms and hand spread out in front of me on the floor, my forehead touching the ground. His hands worked my ass expertly, making my ass cheeks burn hotter and hotter, warming me up for the pain that I was about to receive. At first I had the assumption that this new whip couldn’t possibly hurt that much more than the other toys that we have. Yes, I thought it would hurt a little more than the flogger because the tails are braided and stiff. Master picked up the Cat of nines and began to lightly hit me with it. Let me just say that the moment I received the first hard hit from him, I realized just how wrong I was. The sting left behind by those little ends of leather made me lurch forward, my bodies feeble attempt at escape…with nowhere to go.

I suffered. By the end of I couldn’t even count how many hits, I was in tears, begging, sniveling and crying out to Master. I thanked him, I begged him to stop, I lost the capability to enunciate words and ended up crying out to him in tears and animalistic noises. Finally I felt his hands. His warm and gentle hands, rubbing my throbbing and burning skin, words of endearment coming from his lips that my brain could barely comprehend. I found myself being cradled by him, wrapped in the safety of his arms that rocked me back and forth. And I knew then that it was over, as I let the waves of emotion run over me, the ocean of euphoric peace drown me, and then I slept. Master woke me later on, to bring me into the bath with him. Washing me head to toe since I was still too weak and exhausted to do so myself. The new toy had done its job.

BDSM Wallpaper!

I had some fun with a picture that I got off of Wasteland.com.  This red headed beauty is stretch to her full capacity and is simply gorgeous. The look on her face tells you that she’s worried about what will happen when her Master comes back…like she knows that her sexy sheer body suit will be torn to shreds and her makeup ruined by the tears that she’ll shed. One can only imagine the abuse she will end up taking once he walks back into the room! I like to think that she’ll be expertly flogged and perhaps even whipped so that she is left with huge tears running down her stockings and red welts pushing up through those tears. Hope you guys enjoy the wallpaper as much as I did making it!

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BDSM explained

We have all heard of BDSM but I have to wonder how many of us actually know what this broad term means and what exactly it encompasses. BDSM stands for Bondage & Discipline, Dominance & Submission, Sadism & Masochism.  Bondage and discipline are very different from sadism and masochism and I’ve decided to clear these terms up for us!

B&D: Bondage is described as the practice of restraining for pleasure, meaning the use of handcuffs or rope to restrain one’s appendages. Bondage is the means to have perfect control over the submissive partner’s body. Through B&D, subs find comfort in being controlled and freed of any thoughts they may have. The Dom in B&D might even inflict tolerable pain upon their partner.

Discipline here, describes the rules and punishments that are put into place to control overt behavior in BDSM relationships. Although I have linked bondage and discipline together here, they are not always interlinked. Bondage can be practiced for fun without any form of discipline attached to it just as one can practice discipline without using bondage as a means to achieve that end.  It should also be noted that bondage is not always but usually is sexual.

D&S: Dominance and Submission go hand in hand. Ususally in these types of relationships there is some sort of pampering going on. For example, Master will ask me to serve him as a maid and a cook. If we were in a B&D relationship then he would not ask this of me but rather he would just want to do things to me like put me in a staccado position and flog me. In short D&S is the set of rituals and customs that involve one person submitting themselves to, and giving dominance to their partner. There are a wide range of fetishes that fall under the D&S category like cuckoldry, slavedom (depending on the individual case), petplay,etc.

the key phrase in D&S is Total Power Exchange since the submissive will give all control that they may have over themselves to their dominant partner. A D&S relationship can be a lifetsyle choice that is ongoing and permanent or it can be something that only takes place for short spurts of time.

S&M: Sadomasochism is derived from the two terms sadism and masochism. think about the Marquise de Sade when thinking about these two terms and you will be on the right track in trying to understand them. S&M refers to the physical aspect of BDSM and applies strictly to sexual and erotic scenarios. Meaning that it does not apply to the pain received during a car accident for example! Sadism being pleasure that is derived from inflicting physical pain, humiliation, degradation on another person and masochism being the experience of pleasure derived through receiving physical pain inflicted upon oneself. One can be in a D&S or even a B&D relationship that also involves S&M.

And so there you have it folks the breakdown of what BDSM really stands for. I could have gone a lot more indepth in this post but maybe I’ll save the juicy details for another day!