Posted by melody_A
on Sat 11 Dec 04, 3:24 PM to melody_A's blog.
BDSM Weblog? Now that's a novel idea.
Well last night, during a fantastic session, Master mentioned that I've not been writing much recently, (oh, don't get me wrong I'm not in trouble or anything – it's not a requirement that I write on a regular basis) and more to the point the drivel that I have churned out (ok he didn't say drivel) wasn't it the least BDSMy.
Now to put it right. Did I tell you Master purchased
(at great expense) a loghgelly tawse? I'd not had
much experience of tawses, and when I had the
opportunity to try one out a couple of months ago I
just fell in love with them. Had no idea Master would
get the 'Master of all tawses' 
, I just wanted a
pretty
little gentle thing.
Anyway the tawse was purchased. Now, until then we'd mainly played with canes – bigs ones, little ones, big fat thuddy ones, little slim stingy one...... googy, googy googy googy worms. Wandered a moment then, loved that song as a child – how did it go?
So back to the tawse, well bottom in air having being warmed up with the cane. Warmed up with a cane? How the bloody hell did I get there? In my day, a 'warming up' took the form of a spanking and some very firm words. Now Master is warming me up with a cane, that's progress I can tell you.
When we play, either with tawse or cane, the strokes get harder and harder until Master is really pushing my submission. That moment I'm fighting with every breath of my body is the moment Master finds most erotic. Now when I struggle with the tawse, we simply change to the cane and vice versa. The high, the flying just goes on for eternity.
It's so intense I often cry afterwards. I don't even know why, does anybody else feel the same way? It's a release, my way of coming down.
Whipped + caned + tawsed + orgasm + crying = the best nights sleep ever.
To be woken in the middle of the night to find him
inside you again....... well that's just yum. 
Mel xxx
Edited Sat 11 Dec 04, 3:26 PM by melody_A
