I can't believe it has been almost a year since I wrote anything at all on the blog. I had a bit of a horrific time this spring with flooding in my basement and a lot of things being ruined, including the washing machine and shelves of books. The washing machine was inconvenient and money, but the books... they were my Master's and some of mine, and I cried as I carried each load out to the trash can. It was like losing friends. But in the end they are just things. But each one holds a memory of some kind. In addition to the flooding I had a lot of other house related issues. I had to replace a shower, the roof and gutters need work, etc etc. It seems never ending this year. So maybe I will be doing that instead of a vacation.
I have been keeping a busy social calendar in addition to working. One big news is that I was a bridesmaid in Mystique and hasufel's wedding! That was really, really cool. She still claims me as a part of the throuple but we are not active in "that way", we just have a medium amount of hang out time. I have many feelings, which I won't get into at the moment. Just know
But I still very much the lack of someone to hold me after a bad day, or someone to flirt with playfully, or someone to just fucking rail the shit out of me. Um, pardon my French, ha!
I had been meaning to message Dr. Peter for a long time (months) to see if we could get together but one thing after another (mainly the house projects) kept coming up. But finally last week I did and he was feeling better so he said yes.
I woke up early feeling super excited and already horny, and went to grief group, which you would think would bring down the energy level but I have a special technique thanks to one therapist and involving hot air balloons. I was able to let the weight go easily.
Dr. Peter had made a shepherd's pie from scratch and a salad to go with, but we first had a cup of tea and chatted, and then played.
I stripped down and he checked in with me, making sure I didn't have any problem areas or spots to avoid. I was feeling good. Then I knelt on the couch over a towel, facing the wall. There was a pillow for my face. First he gave me a light warm up flogging. I'm not positive of the order of implements, but I think next was possibly a really stingy little cane that had a different name than rattan. He was telling me all about it but I didn't retain very much. He caned all up and down my body from shoulders to ass to thighs, calves and the bottoms of my feet. I was getting a bit wiggly and he reminded me that I must be still. After that there was the leather cane (baton?) that I really like and a few more things, including fur rubs. I lost track of the particular implements but I was feeling by overwhelming arousal. I felt I might come at any second. He stopped and I told him how I was feeling so he asked me to masturbate for him. I asked if I should wait for the command and he said yes he would tell me when I could orgasm. It took only a few seconds I think and then a second one right after because I was so close already. At the same time he was talking dirty to me and smacking the fronts of my legs with the cane.
I don't feel like I took a lot of pain but I felt like the stored up and frustrated pleasure was really coming out.
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