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Long Overdue

November 10th, 2009

I apologize for the delay in my posting.  That silly thing called life got in the way of my posting.  We should tie it up and beat it into submission.  Hey, it sounded like a good idea to me.

The past few weeks have definitely been interesting.  I say interesting because of the fact that I had two awesome weeks and one and a half absolutely awful.  Let’s start with the awful and work our way up from there.  The past week and a half I’ve been sick.  It started as the flu and now I think I’ve got bronchitis.  Wonderful, right?  Oh, it only gets better.  On top of coughing my lungs up and shoving them back down into my chest, I’ve got two projects, a paper, and finals coming up.  Doesn’t my life sound dandy?  You’re damn right it is.  /sarcasm.

Now, onto happier things.  First of all, I have a job interview on Thursday.  I am so excited about possibly working retail again for Christmas.  Last year I worked through the holiday and loved the rush.  Day after Thanksgiving shopping was insane, but I enjoyed the 13 hour shift I had the privilege of working.  I’m not being sarcastic either.  I might need to get a shot from the doctor on Wednesday.  My sarcasm fountain is running dry.

Alright, now that I’ve caught you up on current events, let’s delve into the past.  I got to see my wonderful M two weekends in a row.  I went through withdrawls when I couldnt’ see him last weekend.  Trust me, the distance isn’t that bad since we are only three hours from each other, but the fact that I won’t see him again until the week before Christmas really blows a load.  We will get through it, though.  I’ve got enough to keep me busy until then with school.

So, let me take you on a journey back to Halloween weekend.  And so we begin. I was at home the day before Halloween getting things together for my weekend with Tab.  My phone rang at about noon and he told me that he was coming in town early.  I nearly leaped through the roof when he told me that.  I ran the errands he requested me to run and went to meet him at the hotel.  We had plans to go to dinner and then to a play party at NOBLE that night.  He and I relaxed a bit until he had me go and start the shower for us to get ready for dinner.  I came back out from the bathroom and told him that the water was running already.  He told me to strip and I obeyed, naturally.  He stripped himself as well and proceeded to take hold of my body.  He ran his hands over my hips, up my sides, over my breasts, kissing my neck and moaning into my hair.  He wanted me.  He was hungry for me.  God that made me wet.

“I love your body,” he whispered in his musty, longing voice.  “Bend over and spread your legs.”

I couldn’t resist him, not that I wanted to, if I had tried.  He pushed my face down into the bed and proceeded to try to enter me that way.  Unfortunately, he wasn’t able to get himself in with the height of the bed and with me being so much shorter than him.  He pulled me up by my hair and ordered me onto the bed and to get on my hands and knees.  I moved quickly and was followed by him shoving my face into a pillow and raping my cunt.  Jesus Christ on a stick was it hot!  He pounded into me over and over again, moaning, gripping my hips, digging his nails into me.  All I could do was moan and whimper in a sweet mixture of pain and pleasure.  Faster, harder, longer, pounding, our lust filled sex scent filling the room like the sweetest potpourri.  He stopped for a moment and held himself inside of me to spit on my asshole and slip his finger in.  I nearly came right then and there from the sensation.  I have never enjoyed ass play before, but God it felt so good to have his finger inside of my ass and his cock in my cunt.  I felt so used, so owned.  He stopped again and threw me onto my back after a few minutes.  I looked up at him as he grinned down at me, my nipples hard and body shaking for him.  He lifted my legs and pushed them against my breasts before he plowed my cunt again.  I screamed out in sheer pleasure.  This was it.  I was going to cum.  He was hitting my spot so perfectly and it felt so wonderful.  And in a cascade of cries, moans, whimpers along with the sensation of nails digging into sensitive flesh, we came together.  I would have flooded the bed if he hadn’t have been inside of me plugging my pussy.

We laid together for a minute or two before we hopped in the shower and got ready for dinner.  We went to meet T and M for dinner and got ourselves loosened up and comfortable for the party that night.  We had a great time just sitting, laughing, and cutting up.  Everything was calm and relaxed, very misleading to what was to happen at the party that night.

When we got to the party, we changed into costume and Tab collared me at the space.  We spent some time catching up with friends and taking some pictures.  After a while of chatting and such, Tab grabbed me by the hair and walked me across the room to one of the three crosses set up.  He ordered me to strip to nothing but my collar, boots, and thigh highs.  I did so and he cuffed me to the cross.  He then proceeded to beat me.  Hard.  He flogged me with the twins, the baby bull hide floggers, paddled my ass, cropped me, spanked me with his bare hands, and beat me with his fireman hose.  I was flying after the short while he had me strapped to the cross.  We didn’t play long, but I was satisfied.

He was far from finished with me for the night.

I ended up taking a small nap at the space and was woken up by Lady T.  She got me up and took me to sit with her and her husband.  We were talking and she went to go and get Tab from the smoking pit.  She came back with Tab and sat down across from me.

“How are you feeling, sweetie?” she asked so innocently.

“Better, Ma’am,” I responded.

“Are you still tired?”

“Well, yeah a little.”  I was hinting that I was ready to go back to the hotel and go to sleep.

“Oh, well, that’s too bad.  You need to be awake for this.”

BAM.  Tab wrapped his arms under mine and put me into a full Nelson.  I fought, kicked, screamed, bit, dug my boots into the floor, but nothing worked to release me.  This was it.  I was being taken down by the three sadists that I had challenged more than a month ago.  I kicked against Tab, screamed at him, called him a bastard, asshole, and everything else I could think of at the time.  He just laughed at me and proceeded to hold me against the cross while Lady T cuffed me to it.  I was pissed.  Not really, but in scene I totally was.

I cannot even begin to remember all that I was struck with, but let me tell you this.  I was up on that cross for well over an hour.  Each of them took turns beating me, striking me, teasing me.  I almost puddled on the floor I was so wet.  I got the chance to feel the new set of floggers that Lady T’s husband had made and my God are they delicious.  I struggled, fought, kicked, called Lady T an “evil fucking bitch” and other expletives until I finally submitted and gave into them.  At the end of the whole ordeal, Tab grabbed me by the hair, pulled my hair back, and made me scream that I couldn’t handle three sadists.  He took me down off of the cross and held me after.  My ass was so sore, my shoulders and back screaming at me for resisting, but my face was glowing and I was on cloud nine.  It was definitely a fabulous end to a fabulous night.

Not long after, Tab and I packed up our things and went back to the hotel.  We laid in bed and snuggled up close.  I fell asleep in his arms and was ready for Halloween night when we would go to the dungeon at Jasmine.

To be continued…

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