The Beginning

There are so many wonderful blogs I have read and kept up with that gave me the strength to become comfortable with who I am. I would have liked to follow many from the beginning of the journey and that being the case I thought I should start mine from just that....the beginning. It took me a long time to get here but I am excited for what the future holds.


Monday, February 13, 2012

The after


I have always been very guarded about my body, trying to cover up whenever possible, keeping the lights off things like that. There is something very liberating about turning your body over to someone else. There is no hiding, it’s out of your hands, and it just is.

With every light on I lay back on the bed and watched as he undressed. He came over and stripped my clothes off piece by piece taking his time to stroke my face and kiss me every once in a while. Before I knew it he was at my abdomen kissing and teasing with his tongue until he moved down and starting licking my clit. I felt his arms forcefully spreading my legs apart as far as they could and although I was moaning and my body was responding my brains natural instinct to cover myself up kicked in. I tried to close my legs just a little and his hands gripped each thigh and pinned them down hard letting me silently know I was not to move. This went on for a bit but eventually I let myself go and began moving my hips to the rhythm of his tongue, taking his fingers as deep as I could go, clenching my inner thigh muscles as my first orgasm rolls out of my body. He eventually reaches up and grabs a fistful of my hair from the nape of my neck, pulling my head down almost to my hips. “Watch” was the only thing he said and I knew he was commanding me to strip my inhibitions away. I watched while grabbing and pulling at my nipples as hard as I could, the pain of that and the pulling of my hair while his tongue and fingers are pounding into me just sends me over the edge again and I can see him swallowing to keep up with the juices pouring out of my body. I just start to relax against the bed and he pulls me up by my hair and thrust himself in my mouth and I’m eager to take him all in. He adjusts my head up and I understand he does not want me to break eye contact. I struggle with this at first but quickly get used to holding my head in a way that I can look up at him and take him all the way in at the same time and eventually  he is pushing my head harder and I can feel him release down the back of my throat. We eventually collapse on the bed in a big heap, each reaching for a smoke. For the first time I don’t immediately try to scramble to get under the covers but lay there with my legs spread, my body fully exposed and he chuckles at my position with a satisfied grin.

We went out for dinner and some entertainment and then came back to the room. I had a headache and was lying on the bed while we were talking. I watch him pull out his “prop” bag and out comes the blindfold. He lays it beside us and we start kissing and rubbing and moaning and before I know it I am fully undressed and flipped over naked on all fours. He starts entering me from behind with this tongue and I am pushing myself back into him and really enjoying myself when he moves away. I am expecting to be blindfolded but instead I feel a slap so hard on backside that it automatically brings tears to my eyes and I scream. It was so unexpected…there was no rubbing, no light tapping, it hurt like hell and it shocked me. Before I could even react I felt it again and again and again, same spot, same force and no time to adjust. I have heard people say spanking hurts like hell but trust me I did not get it. While my mind was registering the pain, my body was pushing back to meet each slap, wanting more the second his hand left contact with skin. Finally I feel him push himself inside me and I relax a little bit knowing the blows are over except I’m wrong, he continues to slap me with all his force in between each thrust of himself until we climax together and finish in a sweaty mess.

The feeling after is something hard to explain and I would like to know if it also like this for others if you don’t mind sharing. I could hear his voice in the background but I could not comprehend what he was saying, my body was shaking uncontrollably in his arms as he was rubbing my back and I felt in a complete daze, content to just lay there but at the same time needing to be as close to him as physically possible.  It took me quite a while to “snap” out of it for lack of a better word and when I did I can tell you I have never felt closer to anybody in my whole life. My body trembled uncontrollably for what seemed like eternity as I replayed everything in my mind. We eventually drifted off to sleep me with my head on his shoulders, dried tears on my face and my small wrists still tightly pinned behind my back in his firm grip until he woke me for more which I will detail soon. Just a little preview....the crop really stings. 




16 comments:

  1. What you describe sounds very similar to what I think of as subspace. Though for me, I hear everything he says very clearly but seem to lack the ability to verbally communicate myself.
    For me, the shakes almost always come after something very intense.

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    1. lil,

      It good to know others get those shakes. the only other time I ever experienced that was after birth.

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  2. sounds like you had a good time :):):)

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    1. sunnygirl,

      Yes we did, I will have to tell more later.

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  3. My good girl often says she feels "shaky'' and "out of it'' and "shivering'' and "cold'' after an intense session so whether or not you call it subspace, I don't think you are alone in what you were feeling.

    FD

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    1. FD,

      I am quickly learning these all seem like normal reactions. I was also very cold.

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  4. Yes does sound like subspace or i call it the floaty feeling lol, sometimes i get a drop afterwards as well but not always so have that in mind as well.

    Sounds like a lovely time...and yes agree the crop stings its not my favourite implement but yet i would miss it if it was not used anymore!

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    1. painspleasure,

      I think I may be feeling a delayed drop now. It is not very much fun. Thanks for the heads up.

      I would like to feel the crop on my inner thighs soon. I bet that hurts.

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  5. I don't know if what you described is what I have heard called subspace or not, but I have the exact same reaction.

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    1. faerie,

      You and I are alike in many ways my friend.

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  6. It amazes me how hard they can spank especially when they are in you!

    Float on!

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    1. Mindset,

      Yes I was absolutely shocked and still have some bruises but I enjoyed it quote a bit. Hope to be floating again soon.

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  7. Sounds like you had a wonderful time. Crop one of my favourite implements. From what I read sounds like it was subspace.

    Happy Valentine's Day to you both.

    Love,
    Ronnie
    xx

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  8. Thanks Ronnie, whatever it was it sure was nice.

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  9. What an intense, wonderful time. I hope your "drop" doesn't last too long. I'm enjoying reading through your blog post by post. Thank you for sharing your journey. It is comforting to know that we all started somewhere! (I'm experiencing my first D/s relationship also.)

    Fondly, Sky

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  10. I like riding crops too. They sting, but in a thuddy sort of way.

    That was quite a getaway!

    Hugs,
    Hermione

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