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IC : Weblogs : wild_one : "Sleepover at The Crucible - Washington DC"

Sleepover at The Crucible - Washington DC

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Posted by wild_one on Tue 3 Apr 07, 7:30 PM

Back to the Crucible club in Washington DC, this time for a sleepover associated with 'Camp Crucible' a 5 day BDSM getaway in 360 acres of private woodland. Unfortunately I can't make it to this years camp, next year I definitely plan to be there though!

I digress, the main reason I went to the sleepover was to get the rose scarification on my thigh re-cut, I didn't think there was anything that could top the intensity of that particular event but boy was I mistaken!

Upon arrival we did the greeting and eating thing (food was laid on for us, though unfortunately I had already eaten) I saw lots of people who I am now getting to know pretty well, spoke with Aaryan again who later I would see whipping a friend of mine, LJ, with the bull-whip and prompting a spontaneous and very effusive orgasm. Very impressive.

After a while I was led away by Jim C, he turned to the group I had been talking with "I need to go hurt her now" I grinned, I don't know what it is about Jim or how the connection between us works but despite my dislike for pain, it's different when he hurts me.

He guided me to a St Andrews cross, the intensity was stepped up quickly, before I lost any of my clothes, his hand around my neck, in my hair, pressing me up against another piece of equipment as he talked quietly, menacingly, soothingly in my ear. Eventually he told me to strip, I did, quickly.

He attached cuffs to my wrists, then clipped them down low on the cross, just below the centre, he wanted me to have movement. I stepped back a little, arching my back to the fall of the flogger, my breathing slowing as the rhythmic sound of leather against skin drummed quietly into me. he picked up the intensity, it started to hurt, I took it for as long as I could and then stepped into the cross to get away.

we continued like that for a while, sometimes switching the floggers for a single tail, hard floggers, soft floggers, stingy floggers. Throughout this time the energy that passed between us escalated, we fed from the energy from each other, the energy from the flogging, from the pain, from the intensity that crackled between us like electricity.

This is the feedback loop I mentioned in the title, the energy and intensity fed off itself, passed between us, added to, intensified, it was raw, it was primal, it was amazing. ~I would be interested to hear other peoples experiences of energy exchange to this degree.~

The wrist cuffs were unclipped and I was turned round, pushed back against the cross, fingernails dragged down my chest, bitten and then pulled down to my knees, the scene ended slowly, the floggers were packed away and then as I knelt there he unclipped a knife from it's sheath, I smiled, leaning my head back against the cross, I love knives, love knife play, didn't want the scene to be over yet, was glad it wasn't.

With the intensity level where it was, the knife play was.. well it was intense. *ugh.. I hate it when words fail me*

We slipped off to the air bed for some aftercare, amusingly two voyeurs followed, I think they were a little disappointed that there was nothing but cuddling, at least that's all there was till they were gone.

After a while we reappeared in the dungeon, waited for LJ to finish a scene with Aaryan and then picked up the medi box and went to set up for the cutting.

The cutting was intense, and despite what I said before it wasn't an anticlimax, it hurt, a lot, more than I remember, I screamed, a lot, LJ played the part of midwife as I struggled to not move through the pain, I started to shake, my mind drifted, eyes unfocused, when he finished he asked if I wanted to see. I looked down and smiled, it was beautiful, but there was some missing, I pointed "you missed the thorns"

He chuckled and nodded, my rose needed thorns, a new scalpel, new gloves and within a few moments the rose once more had it's thorns. a gauze and some impact later the rose was covered, we played a little more on the table and then, with me almost falling asleep on the way, made our way back up to the air mattress to sleep.

:)

Edited Tue 10 Apr 07, 2:01 PM by wild_one

 
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