I want to write about my time with Sir Jay, but it seems I am unable to form anything more than a sentence; so I will show my nicely painted ass instead....a picture is worth a thousand words, Right?
I was shocked with how vivid it was days after...that I just had to show him, and anyone who looks at this blog. I am sickly proud of how much pain I can take at times, I am a strange one indeed.
Not strange at all lol, its taken me a long time to come to terms with my masochism and the extremes i enjoy, yeah i still have moments when it bothers me but mostly i try to embrace it.
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Thanks tori for making me feel less strange :) I embrace it for the most part, but at times I just wonder why I enjoy it, and why I am proud when I can take more than I originally thought I could take.
DeleteI love the aftermath. The bruises, the bite marks, the soreness.. Seeing it later is like getting turned on all over again. If you are strange than so am I! I even get sad when they start to fade. Yes, us submissive, masochistic women are definitely a strange bunch :)
ReplyDeleteI am in good company then.
DeleteThank you for your comment Betsy, it is nice to know I am not alone in my what ever one wants to call it lol
His eyes sweep across the long forgotten and discarded memories of the girl's past, meandering with private purpose he pauses momentarily as something of worth garners his full attention.
ReplyDelete"Girl" he utters, his baritone voice low and quiet, filling the void like the ephemeral sound of rolling thunder.
"Come to me."