Weekend BDSM Report
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P. B. Walker
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Ebonyfire said:
yeah tell that to the last woman I dated. PBW "Sluttiness is an attitude"
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MzChrista said:
All glowing compliments of course.
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Re: Re: Oho!
Thank you Eb -- coming from you, that is a high compliment indeed. You are one cool lady.
(and I'm one drained one, lol)
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Ebonyfire said:
Thank you Eb -- coming from you, that is a high compliment indeed. You are one cool lady.
(and I'm one drained one, lol)
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P. B. Walker said:
PBW "Sluttiness is an attitude"
That's it P.B. -- *embrace* your slutitude!
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cymbidia said:I was a little surprised and a lot intrigued to read something about urine play on your list from this weekend, MissT. While we're waiting for Quint to check in, care to elaborate?
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Ummmmm well, I was a bit surprised too, cym.
*blushing*
While this is something I have never really had a desire to experience, it happened. I have never made it a hard limit either. As harmless as it is, why would I? Knowing myself as I do, there is very little that I won't consider or do when in the right frame of mind.
So, all I can say is that I was "down" further than I have ever been. As I climaxed, he urinated on my tummy and chest. The warmth added to the climax. I must say, I didn't find it at all humiliating.
*blushing some more*
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Persephone36 said:
That's it P.B. -- *embrace* your slutitude!
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Awww, shucks... thanks Perse
I feel welcomed now ;-)Cym.. good catch on the urine play... I noticed that too, but wasn't going to be the one to say anything for fear of coming off as the "perv". LOL. OH wait, I am a perv.
I also noticed she said "Hands and knees for different things " but never elaborated. I for one would love to hear more about that too.
PBW "Living vicariously through the other board members"
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I was on my hands and knees often thoughout the weekend. Sometimes with collar and leash, sometimes being guided by his hand grabbing a fistful of hair. Again, it wasn't humiliating or uncomfie.
Damn those hardwood floors, my knees are killing me!
(Am I really too old to be a subbie slut?)
(Am I really sharing all this information? Ack!)
Damn those hardwood floors, my knees are killing me!
(Am I really too old to be a subbie slut?
)(Am I really sharing all this information? Ack!)
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MissTaken said:I was on my hands and knees often thoughout the weekend. Sometimes with collar and leash, sometimes being guided by his hand grabbing a fistful of hair. Again, it wasn't humiliating or uncomfie.
Damn those hardwood floors, my knees are killing me!
(Am I really too old to be a subbie slut?
(Am I really sharing all this information? Ack!)
You can never be too old
And we love that you share with us... PBW "Do I look funny wearing just the knee pads?"
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MissTaken said:I was on my hands and knees often thoughout the weekend. Sometimes with collar and leash, sometimes being guided by his hand grabbing a fistful of hair. Again, it wasn't humiliating or uncomfie.
Damn those hardwood floors, my knees are killing me!
(Am I really too old to be a subbie slut?
I hope not, honey. You and I are just about the same age and I feel I've got quite a bit of subbie slutting to do still!
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LOL MissT! Caroline is sooooo right!
Did you realize our b'days are all of about 15 days apart -- same year.
So, no -- I hope you're not too old to be a subbie slut.
Now -- isn't this just a bizarre thing...there are a whole bunch of us who are 37 -- all born in 1965.
MissT, myself, CarolineOh
of the men I know activesense and zipman are both 37.
Is 37 some special bdsm year of reckoning?
Just odd thing I thought I'd point out, lol.
Any other 37 yr. old's I think should speak right up. We could form our own "sub"set (oooooo, bad pun -- I know, also doesn't apply to the two gentlemen I mentioned, but you know -- you all have to work with me here.)
P.
Did you realize our b'days are all of about 15 days apart -- same year.
So, no -- I hope you're not too old to be a subbie slut.
Now -- isn't this just a bizarre thing...there are a whole bunch of us who are 37 -- all born in 1965.
MissT, myself, CarolineOh
of the men I know activesense and zipman are both 37.
Is 37 some special bdsm year of reckoning?
Just odd thing I thought I'd point out, lol.
Any other 37 yr. old's I think should speak right up. We could form our own "sub"set (oooooo, bad pun -- I know, also doesn't apply to the two gentlemen I mentioned, but you know -- you all have to work with me here.)
P.
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I should add MissT -- that you're not the only one who's knees are hurting them...
...okay, but mine hurt for a different reason, lol. We were staying in a little studio with a loft bed -- and the bed was so close to the ceiling that to climb into it (and out of it) from the stairs -- I had to crawl on my knees. I've got carpet burns on my knees and bruises up and down my shins...and I *swear* they're only from the loft, lol!
P.
...okay, but mine hurt for a different reason, lol. We were staying in a little studio with a loft bed -- and the bed was so close to the ceiling that to climb into it (and out of it) from the stairs -- I had to crawl on my knees. I've got carpet burns on my knees and bruises up and down my shins...and I *swear* they're only from the loft, lol!
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cymbidia said:I'm all for good sex - for me and for you, too.
mmm hey! can we combine this?? some kinda orgy!
sign up sheet here
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Re: Okay! Okay!
Well, I'm impressed!
I am glad it all went so well, Miss T. Now, what will you do on your SECOND date?
MissTaken said:
Well, I'm impressed!
I am glad it all went so well, Miss T. Now, what will you do on your SECOND date?
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MzChrista said:
Grrrrr.
Let's see, Christa lives about 15 miles from me in one direction, Caroline lives about 8 miles in the opposite direction, they have lunch together a mile from my house and I don't get invited?
Hey, I can do that girl talk thing too.
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Ebonyfire said:
All the more reason To want to eavesdrop.
I hope that gelato place is open tomorrow. I've got a craving for it now.
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Ebonyfire said:
The staff will probably still be in there talking about the two wild women who blew through the place today.
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MissT
Such a journey you are beginning full of wonder and laughter. I look forward to peeking in where ever you feel comfortable to part the curtains on the window of your growth.
37 does seem to be a magic number. I can still remember when many subs and Dommes thought they were no longer desirable because they had hit the big 30.
It is wonderful to see that reality has shown the big 30 is still an entrance number.
Such a journey you are beginning full of wonder and laughter. I look forward to peeking in where ever you feel comfortable to part the curtains on the window of your growth.
37 does seem to be a magic number. I can still remember when many subs and Dommes thought they were no longer desirable because they had hit the big 30.
It is wonderful to see that reality has shown the big 30 is still an entrance number.
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37?
*sigh*
I remember that ... I think
*sigh*
I remember that ... I think
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It is only Monday, so I guess
... I may still be in time for my weekend report.
I too had a LDR meeting weekend scheduled as some may have noticed between the lines.
Even though it wasn't a first meeting I always find them to be those lovely special treats that deserve some extra preparation, and we have not had that many meetings to not discover loads of new nifty things about each other every time. This one was supposed to be an extra special one since we still had to celebrate my B-day in person.
So I took the Friday off work, booked a 6.10 am (aaarrrghhhhhh - can you see this was really being extra special?!?!) flight and figured all in all I might be in the London area where I needed to be by mid- to late morning (including a plane change at Frankfurt, getting from Heathrow into London, on a tub and on another train to final destination),
Blissfull long weekend ahead we had planed a few activities - not the kinky kind - and a lunch meeting with Lit friends.
So I draged myself out of bed in the wee hours of Friday night to get to the airport in the densest fog ... not a good sign ... to then learn that we would be delayed for fog for about 20 min. OK - I had 1 hour to change planes at Frankfurt. Only hand luggage .... 20 minutes late ... might still make it ...
After 40 minutes, ground personell declared they were having a tech problem with the plane ... by then I should have almost been landing at Frankfurt ... to then get the news that they couldn't get another plane so they would send a bus to drive us to Frankfurt ... we are talking a 3,5 hour bus ride instead of a 40 min flight !
By the time I got on the bus my plane to London was happily taking off from Frankfurt ....
We were told they would book us on the next possible planes to our destinations with the original airlines we had booked- which for me would have left Frankfurt approx. around 2 pm .... so there went my lunch plans that I had secretly been nurturing while still hoping for the tech problem to be fixed.
As we hit the road I studied the time table a fellow sufferer had with him, to see there were a few more options to London if we managed to make Frankfurt on time ...
Arriving at Frankfurt around 11 - no breakfast, no coffee, no nothing since around 4.30 am - I raced to the ticket counter to see if there were any flights before 2 pm (I did NOT AT ALL feel inclined to do a 3 hour wait) and I really had reached a boiling point (we had some time-crucial non-refundable program scheduled for Friday late afternoon and I saw my chances of making it dwindle by the minute) to then find that the only timewise reachable flight was a) with another airline that would require original check in again, b) boarding in 25 minutes in c) the completely opposite terminal.
Frankfurt is a "you need a train to shuttle between Terminals" size airport - 25 mins is NOTHING if you are a) being all dolled up in your stately gear including high heeled boots and b) have your whole luggage as hand luggage including laptop etc which cause delays in security checks. Obviously I must have made a determined enough impression to get the ticket changed - and started my race towards British Airways - to then be caught in the check in lind with a guy in front of me whose plane already was GONE... so I just told him to piss off and not make me miss mine as well ... long story short - a few odd looks and two security checks later, leaving a trail of bemused or bewildered check personell in my wake I arrived to the gate to just race through as they were indeed already boarding.
I figured at least our afternoon booking would now be safe ... and started to relax while the sweat started slowly to dry.
Arriving at Heathrow was rather uneventfull - untill I came off the Heathrow Express to get on the tub to the train station ... to find that "Circle Line is not runing at present, please proceed to gate 4, take whatever line, change line again at whatsoever" ... do any of you know how agonizing that is with the full weekend luggage? Did I mention all stately geared up in high heels *insert wincing smirk here* ?
Sweat bathed and utterly frustrated I made it to the train station, was even lucky enough (after another mad dash and more suspicious looks) to catch the train that was just about leaving ... to then get a call from my beloved telling me that the afternoon program had been cancelled from the other side ...
At this point suffice to say that ... someone ... had to put up with a load of pent up frustration, aggression, a flogger and me instead as soon as I got to final destination. (For the record: I did not get any complaints - no one was seriously hurt in this incident )
Anyway ... I had a lovely remaining Friday and Saturday, so I too had an excellent weekend, at least the part of it that went semi-scheduled, a little sad that our Sunday lunch plans didn't work out, but there wil be other occasions in the not to distant future.
So the sad moment arrived to get back on the road so to speak to make my way back home.
Unfortunately I could not get any good connections, so the return saw me with a 2 hour stop at Munich .... where when I arrived there was not even a free seat in the waiting area- talk about my mood dropping further!
So finally the masses cleared, since the plane I was waiting for was one of the later ones for Sunday ... the time came when boarding was expected ... we got on the bus to be taxied to the plane (which is a tiny propeller driven thing) and I felt reliefed to soon be at home .. alas, I should not be that lucky ...
The friendly ground staff lady came to tell us we should please be getting off the bus again and back into the waiting hall - there was a little technical problem .... NOOOOOOOO , hadn't I hear THAT before?????
This time it took them only the better part of an hour to fix whatever the problem was ... and I finally made it back home.
It was one of the really worst combinations of transport problems I had had in a long time - but the weekend itself made up for sweatty mad dashes and aching feet in the end ... so I'll line up happily with the "GREAT WEEKEND" bunch
... I may still be in time for my weekend report.
I too had a LDR meeting weekend scheduled as some may have noticed between the lines.
Even though it wasn't a first meeting I always find them to be those lovely special treats that deserve some extra preparation, and we have not had that many meetings to not discover loads of new nifty things about each other every time. This one was supposed to be an extra special one since we still had to celebrate my B-day in person.
So I took the Friday off work, booked a 6.10 am (aaarrrghhhhhh - can you see this was really being extra special?!?!) flight and figured all in all I might be in the London area where I needed to be by mid- to late morning (including a plane change at Frankfurt, getting from Heathrow into London, on a tub and on another train to final destination),
Blissfull long weekend ahead we had planed a few activities - not the kinky kind - and a lunch meeting with Lit friends.
So I draged myself out of bed in the wee hours of Friday night to get to the airport in the densest fog ... not a good sign ... to then learn that we would be delayed for fog for about 20 min. OK - I had 1 hour to change planes at Frankfurt. Only hand luggage .... 20 minutes late ... might still make it ...
After 40 minutes, ground personell declared they were having a tech problem with the plane ... by then I should have almost been landing at Frankfurt ... to then get the news that they couldn't get another plane so they would send a bus to drive us to Frankfurt ... we are talking a 3,5 hour bus ride instead of a 40 min flight !
By the time I got on the bus my plane to London was happily taking off from Frankfurt ....
We were told they would book us on the next possible planes to our destinations with the original airlines we had booked- which for me would have left Frankfurt approx. around 2 pm .... so there went my lunch plans that I had secretly been nurturing while still hoping for the tech problem to be fixed.
As we hit the road I studied the time table a fellow sufferer had with him, to see there were a few more options to London if we managed to make Frankfurt on time ...
Arriving at Frankfurt around 11 - no breakfast, no coffee, no nothing since around 4.30 am - I raced to the ticket counter to see if there were any flights before 2 pm (I did NOT AT ALL feel inclined to do a 3 hour wait) and I really had reached a boiling point (we had some time-crucial non-refundable program scheduled for Friday late afternoon and I saw my chances of making it dwindle by the minute) to then find that the only timewise reachable flight was a) with another airline that would require original check in again, b) boarding in 25 minutes in c) the completely opposite terminal.
Frankfurt is a "you need a train to shuttle between Terminals" size airport - 25 mins is NOTHING if you are a) being all dolled up in your stately gear including high heeled boots and b) have your whole luggage as hand luggage including laptop etc which cause delays in security checks. Obviously I must have made a determined enough impression to get the ticket changed - and started my race towards British Airways - to then be caught in the check in lind with a guy in front of me whose plane already was GONE... so I just told him to piss off and not make me miss mine as well ... long story short - a few odd looks and two security checks later, leaving a trail of bemused or bewildered check personell in my wake I arrived to the gate to just race through as they were indeed already boarding.
I figured at least our afternoon booking would now be safe ... and started to relax while the sweat started slowly to dry.
Arriving at Heathrow was rather uneventfull - untill I came off the Heathrow Express to get on the tub to the train station ... to find that "Circle Line is not runing at present, please proceed to gate 4, take whatever line, change line again at whatsoever" ... do any of you know how agonizing that is with the full weekend luggage? Did I mention all stately geared up in high heels *insert wincing smirk here* ?
Sweat bathed and utterly frustrated I made it to the train station, was even lucky enough (after another mad dash and more suspicious looks) to catch the train that was just about leaving ... to then get a call from my beloved telling me that the afternoon program had been cancelled from the other side ...
At this point suffice to say that ... someone ... had to put up with a load of pent up frustration, aggression, a flogger and me instead as soon as I got to final destination. (For the record: I did not get any complaints - no one was seriously hurt in this incident
)Anyway ... I had a lovely remaining Friday and Saturday, so I too had an excellent weekend, at least the part of it that went semi-scheduled, a little sad that our Sunday lunch plans didn't work out, but there wil be other occasions in the not to distant future.
So the sad moment arrived to get back on the road so to speak to make my way back home.
Unfortunately I could not get any good connections, so the return saw me with a 2 hour stop at Munich .... where when I arrived there was not even a free seat in the waiting area- talk about my mood dropping further!
So finally the masses cleared, since the plane I was waiting for was one of the later ones for Sunday ... the time came when boarding was expected ... we got on the bus to be taxied to the plane (which is a tiny propeller driven thing) and I felt reliefed to soon be at home .. alas, I should not be that lucky ...
The friendly ground staff lady came to tell us we should please be getting off the bus again and back into the waiting hall - there was a little technical problem .... NOOOOOOOO , hadn't I hear THAT before?????
This time it took them only the better part of an hour to fix whatever the problem was ... and I finally made it back home.
It was one of the really worst combinations of transport problems I had had in a long time - but the weekend itself made up for sweatty mad dashes and aching feet in the end ... so I'll line up happily with the "GREAT WEEKEND" bunch
