Oh boy :) Where to start? Well, I had just a hint of fun this past weekend- just a hint. Ok, no- I'm lying, it was fucking great! I hope my partner in crime feels the same way. It was just awesome fun!I have been chatting with someone in my area. I admit I was a little scared to meet someone so close to me because- what if it went terribly wrong? I'd have more of a chance seeing him since we live in the same area. Plus, with all the other dumbasses I've been talking to lately I really didn't want to go through the same disappointment I have been. But God bless him- he kept chatting with me even though I gave him quite a few problems.
I finally agreed to let down my guard and meet him. Plus he gave me a little challenge since he knows I can't turn down a challenge. Which I have found to be a bad thing! So many know exactly what is on my mind now and what I like due to my blog- hmm it could either work to my advantage or work against me. So, my challenge- he gave me two weeks to meet him in person. Each day out of these two weeks counted as 2 spankings- so everyday I waited to meet him, 2 spankings were deducted. So if I met him the very next day I would get 28 spankings. If I waited the full two weeks I would get 0 spankings. I figured- alright, I'll take the challenge! Well I didn't want to seem too excited by the fact that I would be spanked so I decided "ok, next weekend, that will put me at aroound 20 spankings." That's a fair amount. But being the gentleman that he is, or he just loves to spank, he contacted me on Friday and I happened to be packing my house up because I am moving. He said he could come help. "Well, if you want to. But I'm a sweaty mess and there is nothing sexy about that- or packing boxes! But sure if you want to, come over." So now we're sitting at 24 spankings :)
Oh- that's right. Let me explain his nickname. I'm going to call him Kinky Candy Long story lol- well R called me kinky candy girl for the longest time because of one of my blog posts. Well since he comes up with new nicknames pretty much weekly that one is gone. Other nicknames have included Curly, Subbie, Sugar Free Kinky Candy Girl- when I was off of sugar, and the newest McHickey hehe. I'll explain that one later. Yes I know kinky candy is not an actual name of a candy but it seems to fit perfectly. There is another reason but I can't explain on here because it might ruin the anonymity. But he knows the reason for the name.
So Kinky Candy came over Friday night to help me pack. Aww- what a gentleman. OK- I had a bet going with R (he came up with it, not me!) R said I would definately play on the first meeting. I told him there was no way- he was just coming over to help me pack. Goodness- think I can't control myself? Put some faith in me R! Well- see it depends on who you talk to whether or not what we did was considered play. I mean- anyone not into BDSM could have done the things we did. So I still say it was not play, R! I mean- people who are not into BDSM can bite one another on the neck- that's not strictly BDSM. Also, a few spanks could happen to anyone right? See- I woke up the next morning and it looked like I had gotten in a fight with a piranha! My neck was one big bite mark! So now R calls me McHickey. Alright! Fine! We played! But come on- how am I supposed to refuse a spanking?! Come on! R- you know you so would have done the same thing. Well, you would be the one giving the spankings, but you know what I mean! I'm sure you get overwhelmed by the need to spank someone every now and then- well I was in major, major need of a spanking! How do I refuse when there is such a willing, generous person in my house? It would just be rude to refuse. I'm sure in some culture somewhere I was just practicing good manners. Well- that's my story and I'm sticking to it!
Now moving on to the very fun enjoyable night hehe. I met Kinky Candy for dinner this weekend. Oh, that's right R gave me a punishment like 5 minutes before Kinky showed up. Since I didn't complete another punishment, my punishment was once we sat down at dinner- I was to wait 20 minutes. Then go to the bathroom, remove my panties, walk back to the table and hand Kinky my panties. OMG! Dammit- I shouldn't have answered the phone! Fine R- you just love to torture me don't you? So we sit down to dinner, I eat a bit and then I go to take off my panties. There was no one in the restaurant but the minute that I have to hand over my panties everyone and their mother decides to show up and sit next to us! Oh hell no! I'll give him the panties in the car- fuck that shit! So we finish eating, go back to the car- I hand over my panties. What reaction do I get? None! He just takes them and stuffs them in his pocket- doesn't say a word about them. Ok- fine, guess he doesn't like my panties. Hmph!
We start driving, he says "so where you want to go?" I have no freakin clue- I just handed you my panties and all you can say is where you want to go? Home, dammit! Whatever- do what you want, I'm the subbie here. So we start driving- he keeps taking backroad after backroad- I keep looking at him like "where the hell are you taking me?" He says "I'm taking you to my friends shop." OK- um why? What kind of shop is this? "You'll see". I'm thinking- should I just jump out now while we are still moving? Run for my life? Ok- so I know he's truly a trustworthy person but you never know! We are driving through like an industrial area- no houses. Finally we get to an area where there are houses again. Whew! As if he could read my mind he says " don't worry- see back to civilization." Uh huh- is this a scare tactic? Alright fine- so I admit it was a fun scare tactic if that is what it was meant to be. Then he starts driving down what looks like a dark alley! Holy shit! No one around- just a bunch of little shops. It's 9:00 at night, dark, just me and him. He pulls up in front of one of the shops. He gets out of the car- you really expect me to follow you into a dark building? Oh hells no! I seen a scary movie or two, but I've also seen some porn that starts out this way also- bad porn! So either way, not a good situation.
I ask him "you seriously want me to go in there with you?" "yep"- well I start thinking- Hmm, I do have pepper spray in my purse and even though I'm a weakling, I think I could take him if I needed to. Just kick the family jewels and bite! Although- he may like that kind of thing- so its a toss up. I take my chances- I get out of the truck, wait while he opens the door and turns on the light. I creep through the door- oh ok just a shop. Car, tools, bunch of guy stuff that I have no idea what the hell it is used for. But some of these things could be used to strangle me! Keep an eye out Mariposa! Yes- I'm not sure if he was just doing this to test my trust in him or what. So we go to leave- the door is locked. Uh oh hehe. I unlock it and open the door. He comes up behind me and says "we're not done yet" and he closes the door. He locks it and semi pins me against the door. He starts kissing the back of my neck, Mmmm, then a bite yum! Some more kisses and then another bite. Mmmm! Then a spank! Uh- I just died and gone to heaven. "Do you know why you're getting a spanking?" No and I don't give a damn just don't stop! "Because you've been a good girl and completed R's punishment." Spank. Don't stop whatever you do. spank, spank, spank! OMG! Yes! Tingly- love it! Been way too long since I had a good spanking. Just when I think he's finished he starts on the left side spank, spank, spank! Ahhh! You could seriosuly do that all freakin night! Then he backs away. Dammit! He opens the door and we walk back to the car, he opens the car door for me. I hop in and I can't remember why but he leans over me to get something and then he bites my neck sending chills down my spine. He closes the door and walks around and sits down in the drivers seat and we are off again. I don't remember much on the ride home but honestly I was on a little high from the spanking. It had been way too long since I had a good spanking and he has a very firm hand :)
We get back to my place. As I said I'm moving so pretty much all the rooms are void of furniture. There is lots of- open space. We go back to my room, we're standing there talking and then he shoves me into the wall behind me, Mmmm. He grabs my wrists- pins my arms above my head- oh, I love being restrained like that. I'll admit at this point I just get lost in the feelings- I know he was whispering things- can't remember word for word or which order they came in but I'll try :) He starts kissing me, my neck, my arms. He bites my neck, then kisses or licks it to soothe after the bite and then bites in another spot on my neck. It continues- arm, neck, shoulder. He lifts up my dress and scratches my stomach with his nails. Oh God! Then a light touch and another scratch. He is still holding my wrists, he turns me around so I'm facing the wall- puts my hands above my head again and spanks me hard. "That's 1, 2, 3..." here comes my 24 spankings! "4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10..." Somewhere around this time he pulls my pants down and tucks my dress up so my ass is bare and continues. "24...25" oh more?! I don't know how many more I can handle at this level! "26" OMG! "27" Mmm- too much. "28" Wow! "29" Yikes! "30" I don't know if I want him to stop or keep going! He lets go of my wrists suddenly and says "now put yourself back together, slut." and walks out of the room. Wow! First I think- is he seriously just going to leave after that? Or does he want me to follow him or stay where I am and wait? I take a few moments and gathermy thoughts. I walk out to the living room and as I am walking down the hall I already want him to spank me more- even though that was probably the most firm spanking I've received, I want more. I get to the living room and he is sitting down with a smile on his face. I have no idea where this came from but I find myself sitting down on the ground next to him and I lay my head in his lap.
We sit and chat for a bit. I like that we can hold a normal everyday conversation as well- that's a huge plus! Nomally when I have played with others they seem to be in full Dom mode nonstop. Sorry, I'm not a slave- I'm a sub. I don't live the 24/7 lifestyle- don't want to. I deserve respect just as much as anyone else does. Just because I'm a submissive in the bedroom does not mean I don't have a mind of my own. I do and I want to keep it that way. After chatting for a while we end up back in me bedroom. He asks what is in this chest on the floor. I'm thinking "oh you don't want to see that." It's wedding stuff from my failed marriage that I am saving for my daughter. But hey if you insist. So I open it- oh, I'm sure glad I did. I start pulling stuff out and on the bottom of the chest are three colored ropes. I used them in my wedding ceremony- we had a renaissance wedding and did the whole "tying the knot" thing. Of course my mind immediately starts thinking kinky thoughts. I say "hmm- these could actually be kind of fun. Kinky." I start putting them away and he grabs the rope, grabs my wrists and ties my wrists together. I think "oh- this is going to be fun!" Then he grabs another rope and ties it around my ankles. Uh oh! Um- that makes me a lot more vulnerable! I think ok this is the time I can stop him or there is no turning back. Well he just took me in a desserted building and I'm still alive so what the hell- let's do this! He rolls me on my back and says "I can even hogtie you." He reaches for my feet and I start fighting him- he says "oh, no you don't." He spanks me a few times and I admit it hurt a little because at that point my ass is a little tender from the spankings earlier. "You don't tell me no." So I lay still at that point and let him hogtie me.
Then he gets up and starts circling me slowly and says "now you are totally at my mercy. I could spank you some more, I could cut your clothes off of you or I could even leave you here by yourself. " Then he leaves the room- I'm thinking "oh hell no!" But I could have gotten out of it cause the rope around my hands was coming loose. Then he comes back in and has his phone and takes some pics-oh great blackmail hehe. Then he untied the rope "now I could leave you like this but I'm not really a fan of you being hogtied." He flipped me over and tied my wrists together in front of me and he lays on top of me and shoves my hands above my head. He starts kissing me again and every once in a while he kisses my neck and when I least expect it bites me and goes back to kissing and then bites. Yum! Then he lifts my dress up and starts scratching my sides and stomach with his nails and then caresses me with light touches then scratches me again. Dear Lord! Then he bites me a few times on my side. Then he starts rubbing me through my pants. He started whispering in my ear "I know your thinking right now- please make me cum, cam I cum please, please make me cum. NO!" Then he pulls his hand away and straddles me and grabs another rope and says "see I could even use this as a gag." I put my hands up and said "no!" and I fought him quite a bit- he finally said "I can tell you don't want me to so I wont go that far this time." Which I very much appreciated- he could tell what I really didn't want to do and what was ok.
Then he basically picked me up by the arms so I was standing- my hands and feet still bound. My feet were so tightly bound that I couldn't walk, he started pushing me back so I tried to hop but fell down again on my knees. He said "so are you trying to tell me you want to stay on your knees?" I shook my head yes. He pulled my hair so I was looking up at him and said "what was that, slut?" I said "yes." He asked "and why is that?" Earlier we had a conversation about oral skills and I told him I might be a little out of practice with my skills so I said "I want to see if I still have skills." He let go of my hair and said "then do it, " He made me unbutton his pants and pull them down. I'm not going into detail about this- you shold know what happened lol. He started to untie my hands and I stopped and he said "did I tell you to stop?" Then he pushed my head down. So I continued. Then he pulls my head up by my hair to look at him and says "do you want me to cum in your mouth or on your face, slut?" I say "in my mouth." He pushes my head back down and says "good girl." So he cums and then tells me to pull his pants back up and button them which I do. Then unties my feet and he sits on the floor and I lay my headin his lap and we discuss the experience. Great fun!
So- here I sit covered in bruises, I bruise very easily hehe. Most are hidden by my clothes- but everyday when I go to take a shower and I undress and see myself in the mirror I see these bruises that are now fading and think "I want more, dammit!" God- love it! Who would ever think I would want bruises? Growing up I was always covered in bruises because of dance and I'm a redhead- we just bruise easily. So I grew up being self conscious about all the bruises I had. Now- I want them! Well- of course only if I get them from bites and spankings. They just aren't fun if you run into a wall and end up with a bruise. But they are a reminder of a very yummy night :)
