Sunday, November 4, 2012

A Munch and a Violet Wand

Yesterday we went to our local munch, and the topic was electrical play.

Master had told me that if we went to the munch I WOULD be experiencing the zappy things (violet wand).  I told him I really wasn't interested in that;  I just wanted to go to the munch to see people I don't get to see very often.   You can probably guess how much impact my preferences had on him. 

If you guessed NONE AT ALL you are right.  

So when they asked for volunteers to be zapped he propelled me to the front of the room.   He asked for a zap on his arm as well, since he wanted to know what it was like.  It was just little shocks but I couldn't help flinching away.  It wasn't exactly painful, but it was slightly unpleasant.    Once they put some attachments on it the shocks were milder, then after a few people had had turns with it, he pulled down my pants and undies and shocked my butt with it.   "Don't mind the bruises", he said to the assembled crowd. 
This was kind of funny because in this group bruises are definitely not to be minded, more like expected.   

I'm still pretty nervous about electricity, even after trying it, because I can imagine the shocks could get much  more intense than the little test ones I got.  Turn it up to 11!   Eeek. 

We also got to go out to lunch with a good friend who is also a slave, and we sat in the pillow room of  a Mediterranean/Middle Eastern restaurant.  I cuddled up to Master, and we had a great time eating good food and talking about various things. 


2 comments:

  1. Oh i love electrical play, i wrote a post about it last week i think, the violet wand is my favourite.

    It can range from being hugely erotic to extremely painful and i think thats what i like about it, its just so versatile.

    x

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  2. Hmm, the only thing erotic about it for me was being made to do it, the force. Master didn't seem eager run out and buy one either. What he really wants is a second paddle.

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