Masochistic Monday

1. Psychiatry. the condition in which sexual gratification depends on suffering, physical pain, and humiliation.

2. gratification gained from pain, deprivation, degradation, etc., inflicted or imposed on oneself, either as a result of one's own actions or the actions of others, esp. the tendency to seek this form of gratification.

3. the act of turning one's destructive tendencies inward or upon oneself.

4. the tendency to find pleasure in self-denial, submissiveness, etc.

So given the above definitions, (since some on here seem to confuse their roles), I would love to hear what masochistic thing you did over the weekend.

I rode my bicycle 40 miles in the rain. Just to prove I could. My ass hurts and it is not even from a good spanking or flogging.

I dreamed of my sub and what I would do to her....and precious was involved.

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No, ok well then tank you for the food. And then he untied me and asked me how I was….I was fantastic…the wonderful rope marks on my side. Food to feed my hunger and more rope to play with, well I could get used to this. Once we had eaten he asked if I was ready for more….oh god yes …..but what came out was ‘Whatever pleases you Sir’ had he broken me that easily. But I did want more and what I really wanted more of was to please him. So he tied me spread eagle to the bed and coated me in honey…then proceeded to lick it off. Then the candles came out and he waxed me in a rainbow of colors…then he flogged the wax off and then we showered to get the honey and wax off and to south my aching muscles. So the adventure will continue I am sure. But in a couple of weeks….




Honey Dip photo by ben fink Honey Drip photo by Getty

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So half dried I run after him and make sure I am right on his heels….
Once back in the room he is chuckling and making me mad. He knew that pool stunt would tick me off and embarrass me. So now I am dry and chilly so he sends me to draw a bath. Good I can get warm.
But the warm bath is for him….arghhhhhh. He gets out and commands me to dry him. I should just crush his nuts and let him know how pissed I am…but well if I do, what will he do in retaliation. I do not like this. Being pinned in the proverbial corner is going to drive me stark raving mad. Then he says get the Longest black rope. As we enter the bedroom I see miles of rope laid out. All of them different sizes, colors, and textures. OMFG…what is he going to do now. The long black rope weights a lot it must be 100 or so feet. What could he do with that….Then he starts…at my waist and begins wrapping me higher and higher….oh the rope so good…brain not working….black rope corset….then he goes higher casually brushing my breasts and causing my nipples to harden as he goes all the way up to my armpits. The corset is so snug so soft so tight so warm so good. Oh this is why I gave in to all his games I am cum just standing here. Then he asks if I am ok…I mumble something but he says ‘good’. (I think). Then he takes my wrists and brings them to the front and begins with another nice black rope to make an arm gauntlet. Then yet another is on my legs….how long…..foggy brain….oh my…he sweeps the other ropes off the bed then lifts me…oh he is strong….to the bed and tosses me like a rag doll. Then he gets a mask for me to protect my identity and begins taking pictures of his handy work. I bet it is lovely….but I cannot move or see…..then the flash stops. And he asks ‘are you ready’ ….ready for what? Haven’t we already done enough? Then I hear a whoosh and feel the warmth of that damn flogger he showed me. What did he call it? His Precious. Oh that is nice and thuddy…oh I could get used to that. Oh god no wonder he calls it his precious. Then as suddenly as he started he stops. There is a knock on the door. He leaves….yes put the try right here. She is pretty isn’t she? Would you like to sample her?

The Meeting Part 2 of 4

Upon my arrival I am so nervous that I almost die. My heart is beating so fast I am so wet….will he be able to tame the wildness that is me? Knock Knock Knock. The code 3 knocks….the door opens but I do not see him. I hesitate looking for him in the dark. Then I hear his voice the one that wants me to do things that I do not even know I want to do. Only one work shakes me back in to reality. ‘Proceed’ The blindfold is before me. So I put it on. Then I begin to strip. Hoping he is enjoying the show and knowing how embarrassed I am being naked in front of someone else. Once naked I grab my purse and put on my bikini. Wow, being covered for the inspection, even if it is a bikini is helping me relax. He moved close I could hear him but did not know where he was. He was on my left, no my right breathing in my body. He then spoke. Stand and bring the water bottle and follow me to the Jacuzzi. Once there he suggested that I was thirsty so I sipped…it was wine not water. He was trying to get me to relax. I did some. We sat and chatted some more about my expectations for the day. He then said that was enough talk and he leaned in and grabbed my hair and whispered in my ear….take off the bikini. Thank goodness no one else was in the hotel Jacuzzi. So here I am naked with him and he stands up with my suit and walks over to the towels. He dries off with me looking longingly at him. What do I do? Run for the towel and my suit or just slowly walk over which will please him more. They both terrify me. He then throws me a tiny hand towel says ‘dry off and follow me to the room.’ Well so much for relaxing…but I dare not hesitate for fear he will be angry. And god knows what he might make me do if he is angry. So grabbing the towel I watch him head toward the room…oh I better hurry or he might make me wait outside the room….

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She was nervous about the first meeting for play. They had met before and gone adult store hopping. They had talked chatted and in general discussed everything that she wanted to do or not do. But she still had butterflies. But she had worn the skirt he desired to work. She would go in to the bathroom before she left and remover her bra and panties as instructed. She brought the swim suit he desired and the honey. She was wet just imagining him and his rope. She loved to be restrained and loved the feel of rope gliding over her skin. Would he flog her? Who else might be there? She had the room number but had to drive a half an hour to get to his place. Would he be naked when she got there? Would she remember her instructions? Knock on the door. Enter. Grab the blindfold. Put on her swim suit and kneel when prepared for her inspection.

It is time off to the restroom to prepare. Oh I hate that anyone at work might see through me and know that I am naked and horney under my clothes. Should I masturbate here or on the drive to his place? I need some relief I want this and I am so scared but excited….

Here I need relief now. Mmmm, that is so much better. Ok now I need to get to his place to miss the traffic.