This past week has been a whirlwind of emotions, experiences, and feelings. Thursday, I met with my Master to go over what I was to wear for his gatherings over the weekend. We settled on a pair of jeans, a Victorian sleeveless shirt, and a leather waist cincher for Friday, and a pinstripe skirt, black and red nylons, and a backless fuzzy black top for Saturday. We then went to the leather store to pick out materials for my collar! They did not have the blacksmith leather that he was looking ...
Master and I had a long chat today about our upcoming weekend scene, tasking, and protocol. Last night I was rebuked for giving a passive-aggressive order rather than offering a deferential piece of information. This scared me, as I had tried very hard to be respectful and deferential when presenting the information in the first place. I ended up sending an email regarding my confusion, acknowleged the challenging tone that I used, and went to see him today. I told him that I have no experience ...
Over the weekend, my Master threw a party and I managed to provoke a scene from my husband by ensconsing myself in a tree (very drunk) and refusing to come down, while another Dom aggressively sat above me in a kilt. I was punished for this unruly act, as well as tested as to my pain threshhold. This was my first flogging from Master, as well as my first flogging ever. While I discovered that the pain did not turn me on, I did internalize much of the pain, and Master tested my stamina and tolerance. ...