I wasn’t able to post this before because of the server migration business and then I sort of forgot about it. It was a little bit of fun we got up to before I got sick last week (better now, btw.:)
We actually almost got into a little tiff while doing that. He’d seen a photo of it similarly done on someone else and was insistent that he could do it exactly the same way on me. But no matter how he tried yanking or twisting or manhandling my tits and nipples, he couldn’t get everything to stay like he wanted. And I was getting pissed lol. It wasn’t just that he was really hurting my poor nips – though he was. Finally I was like Dude! We all don’t have the same shaped titties. Give it up already!
Well.. I said something along those lines but surely I was more respectful than that.
Or not. Heh.
Anywhore, he did finally give up on whatever it was he was trying to make them do, stand at attention and salute and sing the National Anthem-or something, and settled on the above. Which was still pretty fun.
He then got me down below, too. Only on film!. :)
Those rubber band guns aren’t painful, except for the few shots that hit me directly on the stretched clit. Even that was more fun pain than ouch pain. But it was supposed to be fun. Not everything has to be excruciating, right? Right! I couldn’t agree more.
However, Master likes excruciating so he proceeded to try and fuck me with all that paraphernalia on my nether regions and THAT was pretty fucking ouchy. It was the combination of the sticks and the clothespins pressing against each other, I think, that made it hurt so fucking much. After a bit he took the clothespins off because they were hurting him. Thank you jaysus.
We fucked for a bit, and then he fucked my face for a bit
and then we fucked some more and he was really hammering in deep which is sometimes just so so painful. I don’t know if that’s from the hysterectomy, if my organs are situated differently, but sometimes…. man, just sometimes. You know what I’m saying? …sometimes.
He was in that mood where he was just going to use me, regardless. I was still partially hanging off the bed from the face fucking, and maybe that was part of the problem, the angle of my pelvis perhaps, and in response to that deep inside pain I was kind of, I don’t know, twisting my hips a little and closing my legs a little-
To make a long story short I was impeding his access mmkay? Goes without saying that’s a big no-no for a sex slave.
Things got a teensy angry on his end and there may have been some admonishing and shaming punctuated with some slapping for emphasis.
So I stopped doing that shit.
I have this short mental pep talk that I give myself. It’s simple, it’s just “This is what you’re here for. Offer your holes.” which is something that Master has said, has made me repeat, has made me admit to loving and wanting and needing, and I say it to myself like it’s on loop and block everything else out and spread wider and offer freely.
And somehow, in that magical way masochism works, things that were bad pain become things that are good pain. Then I can ride it out, get on top of it.
After the fucking, which ended up being very very good fucking in that ‘fuck me like you hate me’ sort of way (swoon!) I asked if he’d do a bit of knife play on me and he obliged, so I just laid on the bed on my belly and he scratched all over my back. Not deep enough to draw blood or anything, just scratches. Just enough to feel tight and burny later. I can still feel some of the raised lines today. Love love love.
Fuck me like you hate me might be my favorite way to fuck. That’s going to be my answer from now on to What’s your favorite position? The fuck me like you hate me position. :)