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Lovetrix - a great night (3)
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Posted by disneypuppy on Sun 4 Feb 07, 4:31 PM
I thought I might be worried about going to Lovetrix on my own; I had never been anywhere alone before and missed getting ready with Ally. However, I was in a surprisingly good mood as I took my time getting ready, with maybe a tad too long spent in the bathtub.
In the end I was glad that I went alone, it meant that the whole evening was relaxed for me with no worries about pleasing anyone other than myself. I am not sure that I would necessarily choose to go it alone again, but it was certainly a different and enjoyable experience. There were many opportunities for people watching, something I do enjoy, and it was quite a revelation watching other people playing. I got to catch up with a fair few people, meet some new people and had plenty of hugs and kisses.
I am rather a solitary creature, and can often be rather reflective in busy social situations. I do associate myself to my chosen name of Puppy, I am very eager to please and I do enjoy being around people receiving attention, giving out love, listening and learning. But I also enjoy absorbing, just taking things in, I am comfortable in my own company. A number of kind people asked me last night if I were ok on my own, and I was truly happy. The atmosphere of Lovetrix, as I had tried to explain to my husband before going out (he was concerned about me going alone), is a comfortable one to me. I was secure enough to let my guard down, to chat to people when I wanted to, to sit amongst friends when I wanted to, and to sit alone when I wanted to.
I was also fortunate enough to wangle two play sessions last night; I must have been a good puppy in a previous life! I had not gone with the specific intention of playing, but was full of hope that I might get lucky.
The song Insomnia came on and Littleboots comes bounding over, he had been acting like he was on speed or something most of the evening, demanding that I get myself over some piece of equipment quick smart. Not one to knock a gift horse in the mouth, I felt it would be rather stupid not to oblige the dear man. Off comes my corset and over I go, wondering what he has in store for me and trying to ignore the twitching between my legs.
Well that was a waste of energy! I have never felt more sexually charged during play before. I swear that LB was trying to get me to cum with just the play alone, I was most certainly primed by the end of it. It was the Daddy flogger and the nice whippy thing that Uncle Tone made that were the instruments that drove me wild -well they combined with LB being down right dirty, not that I was complaining in the slightest. Every ounce of tension was removed from my body and replaced with pure lust, not a single pure thought was left inside my normally innocent mind, and I was reduced to a quivering mess and would have been quite content to endure his torture for many more hours.
Ah the agonizes a submissive such as I feels compelled to endure! How wonderful it was to be taken away from the present and suspended in a place where nothing mattered than getting more of what I was being given, so kindly I might add. Right now, with the glow still radiating from within, I am assured of the addictive properties of such play. It is also rather a good job that I am a married woman and attempt (most times) to stay within the confines of what is acceptable, because there was a growing part of me that wanted a damn sight more. It amuses me how something so public and exposed can also be so personal.
Needless to say it took me quite a few minutes to come back to my senses and my back glowed deliciously for quite a while afterwards.
I enjoyed watching LB play with Harmony later on in the evening; she seems an awful lot braver than I am! It is fascinating to watch people playing, the different styles, techniques and levels. I am sure an outsider may see it in all the same light, but there is such diversity in just the way different people flog, let alone all the different types of toys.
I was brazen enough to politely (I hope) ask if I might get another play session later on in the evening. Again I am amused at how much I want more (there is no such thing as enough) but when such requests are met with a positive response I find myself thrown into turmoil. I most certainly began worrying when LB instructed me to stand against the cross with my back against it, and my concern was intensified by the look in his eye and his growing smirk.
What is worse that being tied to a cross with your breasts fully exposed? Not being blindfolded!!! Gawd how I hate to have to watch, it makes everything hurt so much more. Well it doesn't really, but the anticipation is a killer for me and I would always vote to skip it. There are always trade offs though, and the whole anticipation thing is such a game for LB, it drives me mad seeing how much he enjoys it, which in turn just makes me want to try harder not to give him the satisfaction of giving the expected response. It is a shame that I do not manage to succeed in this and last night, as on previous occasions, I found myself torn between laughter and screams.
Have I mentioned yet that it is my informed opinion that LB is a bastard, he gets far too much enjoyment out of inflicting suffering, which could be totally avoided if I did not enjoy it equally (oh how it pains me to admit it).
First out come the pegs, or to be more specific the zippers. One of my very favourite toys, mostly because they combine pain with anticipation and because they look so innocent. I felt myself getting very excited at I watched each peg being attached to first my left and then my right breast. Eleven pegs on each breast with one securely attached to each nipple. There is just enough bite in these pegs to make them feel sweet and at that moment, I was a happy puppy.
Next some pegs were attached to my tummy, and I even confessed to LB after we had finished that I was thinking that they were not going to hurt much coming off. Stupid, stupid, stupid puppy! I so wanted to run away when LB stood directly in front of me with his devils tongue (which I am rather fond of). I was honestly thinking “oh he wouldn't really do that”…stupid puppy. I am still unsure which bit was worse: the intense burning sensation as the tongue lashed out at me, the knowledge that there were many pegs to come off, or the daunting realisation that LB's aim needed more practice. Gawd help me if he could have found a more painful way of removing the pegs…stupid puppy! As further attempts to remove the pegs were made with the whip, I really wanted to put up a sign saying there was no one home. It was intense but also thrilling and so amusing, I would love to say I now hate pegs, but I enjoyed it too much! It was so much fun though and the marks are going to take some time to go down.
There was teasing with some wax, which I've always enjoyed but found to be a softer sensation play that is easy to relax into. That was until the inside of my arms were waxed, with each drop of wax quite literally lighting my fire. The zippers were removed, not in one quick swipe, but with the maximum about of teasing and tormenting. As each one came off it was like a direct line to my clit, bliss pure bliss. With I am sure much kindness and consideration, the last three pegs remaining were removed with vigour and glee, and I am sure I had forgotten just how intense that feeling is. It would be totally unbearable if I did not get so much pleasure from it.
I am not going to go too much into being hit with the paddle thing, because I bloody hate it and would not lose a moments sleep if all paddles and whacky things were mysteriously destroyed and never to return  I have some vague recollection of numerous clamps and chains and tortuous instruments, watching them go on hurt almost as much as the sensation of them coming off. There was so much teasing and laughter mixed in with pain and downright meanness, an utter contrast to the earlier session. My evening finished off with almost a pint of piss that went down a treat!
My thanks to everyone who made the evening so good and especially to LB for being so inventive.
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