So anyone care to describe there first BDSM experience or scene?

[Ezarc]

I have been thinking of what brought me to this board and wondered how it started for me. That got me to thinking how it really got started for all of the board. After a few I will tell you two experience that started me on my journey.
Was it a dream that got you going? Just something that came along and made you change your thinking? Was it what you expected? More, less or just a relief to have found somewhere to belong?

 

[slvjenn]

I'll go ahead and expose myself....

I was in japan, had been dating a japanese man for a little over a year. He spoke broken english, I spoke baby-talk japanese. One day on our way to rent a movie.....

(excuse my horrible romonji here)

"You like eSSu eMMu video?" was the way he put it.

"SM?" I said loud enough that the entire bus could hear us.

After shushing me he nodded and repeated, "eSSu eMMu"

"Oh, you mean S&M"

"Ah, so, so, eSSu ando eMMu." still unable to end any word with a consinent.

Laughing slightly at his accent and more at what he was saying, I crocked my head and looked at him. "Umm, well, I dunno. Wakani."

"sugoku etch" he laughed (it's very perverted)

"I guess, if you want." i told him.

"OK, you choice" he said.

"huh?"

"American-wa, etch video, die-jobu, shimpi shniday" he encouraged. (you are american, perverted video is ok, don't worry)

As we entered the store he headed for the american movies while pointing out the "Adult Section" to me.

I nervously entered the sectioned off area where 2 japanese men were brousing. They looked up at me obviously suprised to see not only a woman, but an American woman. They looked back down at the videos as if burying their heads in books.

I looked around, unable to read the mix of kanji, katagona and hiragona on the boxes. I looked at the pictures and saw many schoolgirls, and some anime.

Finally after one of the men passed me numerous times, and making no attempt to hide his deep inhales through his nose I found a box with the big red letters S M on it. Next to it was another and I quickly found my boyfriend near the American action movies.

I was given a card to the store and half pushed to the counter. At the counter I recieved the oddest look from a clerk I had ever seen in my life. There was some quick talking between both the male and female before my rentals were returned and I handed them the money.

Once back at his apartment we began to watch the first video. Japanese porn is tame compared to any american version. Most of the "good parts" are made blurry. The video made it's point however, as every woman in it was eventually tied up in some fasion.

The second video is where things got interesting, and I now had a better idea of why I had gotten such a strange look from the clerk. It was a rape video.

After the movie, we were both apparently turned on, because I was being pushed to my back and he was using a belt he had grasped from nearby to tie my hands above my head to the leg of the coffee table.

Once he had me strapped to the table he pulled the pants I was wearing to my ankles and spread me open. Once between my legs he lifted my shirt over my head, covering my face and more importantly my eyes.

He was in and done before I had much time to decide if I liked what was going on or not. But it wasn't long before I heard matches lighting and was able to see candles burning through the thin shirt.

Fear began to rip through me and I started to strugle. Hot wax had just made contact with my left breast and it hurt. But, wait, it didn't hurt too badly. I stopped struggling. More wax, my other breast this time. It felt kinda good, hot, sharp, but then fading. On my belly now, and welling in my belly button. I cried out in pain and he stopped.

With the wax still cooling on my body he was back inside of me. Slower this time, not as hurried. "Wow" I thought as he pealed the wax off of me. This is hot.


That got longer than i intended, and i'm not gonna go back and proofread, so deal

I realize many of you will say that it wasnt' BDSM and that it was just kinky, or something of that nature, but it was my first experience.

 

[slvjenn]

i'm gonna have to delete this unless someone else shares...i feel kinda silly out here all by myself.

 

[zipman]

I was 18 years old and I was dating a woman a few years older than I was. We had sex 2 or 3 times that night, and she puposefully spilled water in my bed, knowing how much I hated that. When I got pissed off, she told me that maybe I should give her a spanking. At this point, I knew little or nothing bout S&M and was simply thinking about it as a physical punishment, with no sexual undertones.

After giving her about 3 good spanks I noticed that I was hard again. Actually, I was rock hard and was amazed at the speed and ferocity of the erection I had. I kept spanking her harder and harder and my lust and excitement just kept growing. Finally, I flipped her over and fucked the shit out of her. It was the roughest that I had ever fucked a woman to that point in my life and she was screaming and cuming like a banshee! Afterwards, we both lay there exhausted and completely satisfied and talked about it.

That was my first introduction to S&M, and to this day I get hard thinking about it.

 

[Ebonyfire]

I realize many of you will say that it wasnt' BDSM and that it was just kinky, or something of that nature, but it was my first experience.

Hey it read like BDSM to me, but I am weird.

Eb

 

[SexyChele]

My first experience just wasn't that clear cut to be able to remember a single event. I was dating a man who had a very adventurous streak, and I was very open to anything he wanted to do. I laugh now at things we thought only the two of us had thought to try, knowing they are extremely common with those in BDSM. In fact, none of the terms in BDSM ever came up. He never called me a "sub", I never called him a "Dom". Though, when I look back on it, he certainly was one.

I guess if I had to pick one incident as being "first", it would be when he tied me to the bed. Things sort of sprang from that.

I never actively sought out BDSM, until just about 2 years ago. I just thought I was one kinky lil puppy!

Not sure what inspired him - if he had a collection of porn or just a very active imagination. Whatever it was, it worked for us both at the time.

 

[P. B. Walker]

Well, I've never had a full blown BDSM session. I've really only had random events pop up during sexual encounters. A spanking during sex. Being rough once or twice. Fisting a woman during a lazy afternoon. Trying out a flogger with a volunteer. Etc. etc. etc.

So nothing that I would call a BDSM scene. Only two things I can think of come close:

1) While visiting a woman I met from the internet (we'd been chatting for about a year and finally decided to meet). We ended up staying with her best friend and hubby. The best friend and hubby were into the swinging scene, as well as light BDSM. <cutting out non-related stuff>. So one night, I was given the pleasure of flogging her while she was on top of her hubby fucking him. The woman I was visiting was watching and enjoying hte whole scene. I went from her ass all the way up her back with the flogger. Very enjoyable.

2). A long weekend with a woman that I knew was into pain. She was what I would call a pain slut. Bascially, for the entire time we would have sex, I would be either pinching her nipples and twisting them very roughly, and then while she was on top of me riding me, I would be spanking her ass. I spanked her ass until MY hands hurt and still she wanted more. That was a very enjoyable weekend. Just seeing the pleasure she got from it had me hooked. I would have loved to have more .... "equipment" (i.e., floggers, whips, paddles, ropes, nipple clamps, toys, etc). and more TIME.

As for me in submissive roles... no experience really, besides once or twice having the woman in control of the sex, but it didn't really have a BDSM feel to it... I mean there wasn't any "yes, mistress" or stuff like that going on. She was just directing things.

PBW

 

[Ebonyfire]

I mean there wasn't any "yes, mistress" or stuff like that going on. She was just directing things.

PBW

So the booty is still up for grabs, eh?

 

[P. B. Walker]

So the booty is still up for grabs, eh?

Virginial all the way!

PBW

 

[AnelizeDarkEyes]

What makes this seem like the first time for me...even though it wasn't our first "session", was that it was the first time I recall ever hitting what I now know to be subspace. So, I'm gonna relate it.

A lazy afternoon on a Sunday, my head in his lap, half asleep, TV in the background, football or some such thing. Vaguely hearing it go off. His body shifting on the couch. He was so BIG. 6'8", 300 lbs. I'm 5'3", bout 165. I felt his cock rustle under my cheek, inside the sweats he was wearing. "Go on and get it for me baby" he said. I just slid into that space, not even knowing what it was yet, that space of feeling like my skin was on fire, waiting, every nerve on end, pussy immediately wet. I got up, walked to the bedroom, and slid his belt from the jeans he had left lying on the floor.

Obviously it wasn't the first time he'd used it on me. I was growing to love it. He held his hand out, and I placed the belt there, then he pushed the coffee table away from him, gestured with the belt. I stood facing him, in a tank top and scrub pants. Everything seemed slowed down and sharpened. "off with them lisa" I pulled the shirt over my head, then untied the pants, and let them fall around my feet. He folded the belt and lazily slapped at my bare pussy with it. "Nice, pity the rings are new" he said, looking at my nipple rings. "Turn around, kneel, ass up" I could barely talk, "yes Daddy" I whispered. He began to expertly tan my ass with the belt. I just slid along the welts in my head, my pussy clenching with each one. "Don't you cum yet baby" he rumbled, behind me. I felt his arm encircle me, fingers twisting my clit, his cock bury itself in my dripping pussy. His other hand twisted itself in my hair, pulling my head back, arching my back, "do ya wanna?" he said, while grinding deep inside me. "Pleassse" I begged. He bit down on my shoulder. My brain was swimming, his teeth leaving trails of fire down my arm, "go ahead baby" he said. I remember my mind and my pussy just grunting, growling, flexing. I would have done anything he asked right about then. After, we curled up together, him holding ice on the marks his teeth had made. Me lazily rubbing his back.
Never did finish the football game.

There ya go.

 

[Master Ecstasy]

Well i dunno if this is considered as a BDSM experience but please let me know if I am right or not...

My fiancee and I have now started getting bolder and kinkier during sex than when we were just dating. She was joking about how it would be for her to tie me up and during one of our heated love sessions I told her to give me a sec and to close her eyes and place them behind her back, She was willing to comply with my request/command...

I tied her hands with a with one of my scarves and blind folded her with another. I then told her to bend over, she also did this without any questions asked. Which made me realise how kinky such a quiet girl can be. I then left the room and I am sure she heard my footsteps drift away from her cause she began calling out for me and i refused to answer...

Taking a quick trip to the kitchen I opened up my fridge door looking for a few blocks of ice, (kinda old and used alot but I wanted to try it). I then returned to my lover in my bed in the exact same positon that I had left her and wondered for a brief moment if she had moved and or something, lol, that thought too also left my head quickly as I watched her fine ass pointing in ther air bearing her sweet pussy to me.

I moved slowly behind her and she must have heard me cuz a smile wiped apon her face, then in the blink of an eye it went to shock as I slid the ice between her already wet lips of love. I rubbed the ice up and down her slit causing her to push foward trying to escape the coldness. I smirked and grinned wickedly. I let the ice drip on her butt cheeks and let the cold water slide between them(my lady has not been exposed to anal as yet so imagine how she felt), it was nothing big now that I sit and think about it but I teased her to the point where she wanted nothing but to just hold me down and screw me all night long.

After my ten minutes of teasing her and her not being able to touch me or anything for that matter which drove her crazy.

I gave her the chance to give me a taste of my own medicine. She did it differently tho and she was a lil more agressive than i was which made me realise how bad she wanted to do this, either that or she was really pissed and wanted revenge. lol. She tied each hand to the bed posts and blind folds me and like mine her footsteps faded away, I knew where she was heading, she came back and traced my body with the ice, from my lips, to my chest and nipples, down the center of my stomach shaping out a triangle on my pubic mound and between my legs. Then the coldness was gone. Crunching noises of the ice was the nex thing I heard as i felt my already solid hard member in her hand and felt her cold breath over the head of my cock, I pushed foward myu hips to let her know to take me but instead she took her time to suit her, then I felt it, then i felt the pleasure of cold ice with my hot desires.

She began sucking me and licking my nut sack and stroking my cock, I wiggled under her playfully as she took my cock into her mouth, she nibbled on the tip just how I like her to, I felt so weak, tied and blind folded, she saddled my cock with me still blind folded and tied, this was such a turn on. As she climaxed on my cock all I could think was that this will definately happen again.

Sorry if its too long... got a lil carried away remembering this experience, only happenned like 2 weeks ago

 

[Ezarc]

My first experience that started my journy was a bet. I was working at a fetish club and knew some of the people around. I didn't really get it and wasn't too intrugued at the time with it. I had a nilla fiance' and life was fine at the time.
Christmas was coming and I was wondering what she might really want for Christmas. I asked and she said she wouldn't tell me. Somehow, I found out that she had a xmas list for her family. I asked to see it. She said no. I told her that I would get the list without problems. She laughed and bet me I couldn't. As a betting man and a poker player, I asked the stakes. We agreed on the wager. One night, the loser handcuffed and at the others whim. Hmmmm, tasty nilla thoughts raced through my head. But the more I thought on it the more I liked the idea.
It was really easy getting the list. I just asked her sister nicely and promised her a new cd player.
The night in question, I had what I thought was an intresting assortment of items. How little did I know. Ice, whip cream, a peacock feather and a handsized peace of rabbit fur.
Her with her hands raised and handcuffed to my headpost as I teased and licked her, had her begging and moaning. I kept teasing. I played softly and with great care. Finally her begging got to me as I ate her until she came. She screamed and thrashed like never before as she kept cumming.
I let her come down some and the entered her. It was heaven, the look in her eyes, still shiny from tears cried. She said how much she loved me. I uncuffed her while I was still inside her not wanting to feel her arms not around me. She came again and then we came together.
I still can remember the taste of her tears on my tongue.

 

[Zaudika]

This wasn't my first experience, but I decided to post this because it was a relationship with a Dom/sub couple that would essentially Dom someone together. My experiences with them were probably the best I've had as of yet. Though I anticipate that my experiences in the future will be just was wonderful and more so.
This was something I typed out before, so cutting and pasting it into this thread.

I would strip my upper clothes off, and sometimes half way through the session He would come and undo my pants or skirt and lower them off my hips.
I’ll describe a session in which I’d already become very comfortable with both He and She.
She would start with me. Using these gloves that were rabbit fur, with sharp spikes buried deep inside of them. She'd rub them over my back, my tummy, my breasts.. caressing and barely scratching my skin to make it ultra sensitive. (There's another place we'd go to at times that had a huge 'X' I could lean against with my arms up, legs spread, and she'd stand in front of me, continuing to caress me while He flogged me) .. After she used the gloves for awhile He would begin with the heavy wide floggers, at first softly beating me with them all over my back, ass, and legs… eventually getting harder and harder until the blows of the flogger would press me against the wall. (There's not really pain from this kind of flogger, just a lot of pressure, almost like a wonderfully erotic massage) Partially through the session He'd use another whip/flogger that had about 8 long thin tendrils on it. It had feathers attached to the ends; if he lightly brushed it over me it would have a slight sting, with the tickle of the feathers. If he snapped it, it would have a sharp sting that would make me jump every time. (He used to laugh his wonderful laugh at this sometimes, he loved watching me jump and shudder) In the beginning, after each time he snapped me with it, he would always wait and watch my body language to see how I was handling it. Over time, as he got to know my body more and more, he'd continue doing it over and over, right up to the point that the pain was almost sharp enough for me to have to ask him to stop. (signaled by smacking my hands open-faced towards the wall) Never once did I have to ever tell Him to stop. He was amazing and could always read my body language right up to the point where he knew I was ready to "break" so to speak. I developed an immense, strong, loving relationship with both of them over the months. (Never did we do anything intimate with each other… other than the professional workings... we had a wonderful friendship.) ..
The best experiences would be when He would push me to the point of almost needing to tell him to stop again and again. My body would be shaking all over, he'd stop completely, and come press the back of his body to mine and gently rub his hands over the front of me to calm my body and relax me. Then She would usually use her gloves again gentle to aid in relaxing me more. Once calmed, we'd start again, a mix of hard flogging with the sharp whipping. He had at very least 20 different kinds of whips, paddles, floggers, etc. Such a sensual and amazing experience it always was. To know a persons body, that well, its just really nothing short of amazing once you've been working together for awhile.

I could go on and on about these experiences, and about this couple. They were by far, the most amazing, lovely, and most perfectly fit Dom/sub that I've ever seen together.

 

[Ezarc]

Some amazing experiences. I just hope that more of you are going to share.
Thanks for all who have shared so far.

 

[MissTaken]

Nice thread, thanks ezarc!

I am still thinking what occasion to post. It is difficult to look back through the series of life events and actually put a finger on the "first" experience.

 

[LadyHeart]

First

I clearly recall my first time being exposed to the "naughty" side of sex. I was 15 or 16 I saw Basic Instinct. Too young to get into the movie even, but an older guy friend bought the tickets. Of all the events that went on in this twisted movie, the woman tying the man up stuck in my mind and played over and over again in my head. That, and Michael Douglas's sex scene with the Dr. ; Another thing altogether.
Well a few weeks later, I had a "friend" (read fuck buddy) over after work. I had planted a silk scarf in my dresser drawer and pulled it out. He grinned and let me tether his hands above his head to the bedframe. I was on top for the first time in my life, having the most incredible sex. I have been hooked evey since.
I was into spanking long before this, but that is another story as well.


LadyHeart



My Stories

 

[lark sparrow]

I have been thinking of what brought me to this board and wondered how it started for me. That got me to thinking how it really got started for all of the board. After a few I will tell you two experience that started me on my journey.
Was it a dream that got you going? Just something that came along and made you change your thinking? Was it what you expected? More, less or just a relief to have found somewhere to belong?

I was a late bloomer. There were many hints a long the way of course, but where it all came together in my head was online and I was 30. After falling into it online, doing alot of research, and finding an incredible online Mentor... the first undeniably BDSM experience was at the hands of a well respected pro Domme that I had contacted for a session to test out my new found, online passion. I was very nearly mortally terrified, but so utterly compelled to experience it IRL. The session very much confirmed my interest physically, and served to fling me headlong into seeing it into my heart.

 

[P. B. Walker]

I enjoyed this thread... and really thought it didn't get the attention it deserved... soooooo


*BUMP*

 

[MoonduskSub]

My first experience....hmm...Well I actually began learning about it online....big surprise huh? I was role playing Gor...(it is a game based on books, where men are the Masters and women are submissives...and some more details I wont go into)...
I began role playing with people that were actually involved in the lifestyle...I went to searching. It was intriguing...intresting...something that beckoned to me. I read and read and then I talked to others online. I quickly developed a sense of who to stay away from and who was okay to talk to.
I obtained a mentor who I adore incredibily (who never trained me or such, like it is sometimes believed you should be when you have a mentor) and than I met my first Dom.
I fell for him hard and we talked for months before we met. On the phone and computer. Finally the day came when I met him. We hung out with each other and he asked to collar me. I accepted. The first "scene" was one of the most intense things I have EVER experience. It was an incredible release.
I don't remember how long the scene lasted, but I think it was the whole weekend...LOL.
It wasn't a change in thinking for me though. It came very, very, naturally. Almost to naturally. Unfortuantly the relationship was ended, but it was something I will never forget. It was not belonging, it was not being accepted. It was harmony with my mind, body, and soul at last. I was free...


Moonie

I have been thinking of what brought me to this board and wondered how it started for me. That got me to thinking how it really got started for all of the board. After a few I will tell you two experience that started me on my journey.
Was it a dream that got you going? Just something that came along and made you change your thinking? Was it what you expected? More, less or just a relief to have found somewhere to belong?

 

[JustMe-Jae]

Re: Re: So anyone care to describe there first BDSM experience or scene?

I was a late bloomer. There were many hints a long the way of course, but where it all came together in my head was online .

That's how it was for me also.
Before I was online though, I had a boyfriend who was pretty kinky and talked me into to doing a lot more then I ever thought I would. However it really never got to the BDSM stage. Sadly, the first time he tied and blindfolded me... I became bored.
After him I discovered the net and was a regular on an irc network that I later found out catered to BDSM. I was curious, but shy and never joined in any of the channels that dealt with it.
Over the years I've educated myself and am more comfy with it all. Anyway...
Since that kinky boyfriend... I've been unable to find anyone as adventurous. I've come close, but I'm still hoping to find that certain someone who's on the same brainwave I'm on. =)

 

[kayte]

BDSM Play ~ First Time

My first experience was a long, long time ago. I was casually dating a friend and he came to visit for the weekend. We had some very good vanilla sex, as we usually did. He was (still is about 14 years older than I am.)

He then asked me if I had any pantyhose or stockings. He looked me in the eye and said I want to tie you up. I bet you will love it. He also said I needed a 'safe word'. He had to explain it to me. I had no idea what he was talking about. He told me I know how loud you are when you cum without being tied up, just wait. (Note, I am one of the vocal ones...)

I found the stockings. I remember to this day that safe word was 'purple' LOL. Be it good or bad, that was the word. He tied me to the bed. Wristis and ankles. He then stepped back and just looked at me and smiled.

I could feel myself getting hornier just laying there as he bound me and looked at me. He then started stroking my legs, from my ankles to my thighs and then up across my stomach, to my breasts and then my nipples. He continued to my shoulders and face and then working his way down again.

He didn't say much, justed grinned wickedly. Then he started kissing and nipping me, focusing on my breasts and working down to my pussy.

I remember writhing and wanting more and not sure how to ask for it. I was shy, very shy and not used to anything like that. He was teasing my pussy but ignoring my clit. I remember to this day how hot I was. Then, he decided he needed a cigarette.

He stopped what he was doing, got one sat in the chair there smoking it and then talking a bit. About how slutty I looked, how hot I looked. He looked at me and he said that kind of talk makes you uncomfortable I see. So he stopped. Now I wish he hadn't of course.

He came back over and started play with my tits. Then he reached down and started stroking my clit. I almost lost it then. He smiled and said not yet. I remember saying WHAT ?

He stopped stroking me, and then got into bed and told me to lift my ass a bit. Remember I was not tied very tightly. I did and he started fucking me. Slowly and nibbling on me as he did. He reached down then, and started rubbing and squeezing my clit as he started fucking me harder. I came then, real hard, real loud, real long. I remember the feeling of him cumming too. He collapse along side me, kissing me. And asking me how I liked it. I did, and I told him so.

He then untied me. I think we went to dinner then.

It was something. That was my first exposure to the 'dark side' if you will.

Maybe the tale of another time with him would be of interest.... It is different.... But then at that time. All of it was to me.


Look where it got me now !!!

 

[Richard49]

My first time is pretty simple and basic
compared to some of you

I was 15
almost 16
at a drive in
on a double date

The grils we were with wanted to be
with the guy they were not with
so we swapped
or were swapped

Kathy ... the one i end up with was pretty wild

Some way I end up with my hand
( I had and have weightlifters hands)
holding her arites together over her head

the other one i played with her

She came and I felt like the most powerful
human on earth

Kathy married the other guy

but a few years later she and I
had sex on a snow bank

but that is another story

 

[Nightshade85]

A girl I knew when I was a senior in High School, liked being in control. Actually, 'liked' isn't the right word for it. Needed, or was always in control. Not just in sex, but everything. (A little off topic, but back to my story.) We were fucking at her house one day after school got out, and she liked to 'ride me'. (To be on top.) She was great, completely wild, full of energy, NO inhibitions. After we were done, she was laying on my chest and she said, "Can I ask you something?" I replied, "Of course! What is it?" "I wanted to do something to you, but I didn't know if you would let me." "Well, what do you want to do?" At that she smiled and said, "Will you do it?" "Maybe." I replied, "But I don't know what you want..." "Oh, fuck it. I want to whip you." she said, mildly irritated at the way I was teasing her. "Ok." I said, smiling. Her eyes lit up. "Really?" "Yes, really."

So she leaps off of the bed, runs to her closet and starts digging through stuff. Meanwhile, I'm laying on my side, but I just pulled my boxers back on. Five minutes later, she says, "There it is!", and pulls out a Black leather box about 3 feet long and 2 feet wide. She pulls this key out from her desk, and unlocks it. When she opens this box, all I can see is Leather and black PVC clothes. From underneath that, she pulls out three whips. One was a full leather Bullwhip, Indiana Jones style. The next was a black Cat-o-Nine-Tails, a whip that splits into 9 seperate thongs at the end of it. Last but not least, another Cat-o-Nine-Tails, only with little pieces of sharp metal at the ends.

I looked at her and said, "You know what you're doing, right?" "Yes, I had tons of practice at my uncle's ranch for the past three summers." she replies cockily. "Good, lets begin then."

She didn't tie me up or anything, just had me stand in the doorway to her room and hang onto this bar for Pull-Ups that was between the doorframe. (She was VERY strong, as strong as I was, and I had been doing Weight Training at my school for the last Year.)

She whipped me for 3 hours straight, and the last whip she used only once, the sharp tipped Cat-o-Nine-Tails. When it hit me, my back was already striped more than a Tiger's, only it was already dark red, and it made 9 nice slashes into my back, some as thin as a razor blade, others millimeters wide.

After she was done flaying my skin open, she peels my fingers off of this bar, and helps me over to her bed, where she lays me down (Face-First) and looks at my back. She smiled a little and said, "Does it hurt?" "Yes." I said, in a flat voice. "I'll make it feel all better..." she whispered into my ear. She started licking my back, all along the wounds, along every single whip mark, and licked up every single drop of blood on my back. Then she went into the bathroom, got some Antiseptic and some bandages, and came back. The Antiseptic hurt a hell of a lot more than the Sharp whip did, but it kind of numbed it after about 10 minutes. She rubbed this ointment stuff into the slashes, and then bandaged up all of the wounds. Then she made me spend the Weekend at her house while her parents were out of town, and let me heal up. Two months after I healed up completely, she did it again, only this time, she didn't use the sharp whip.