More Adventures...

WARNING: SAME AS BEFORE. NO MUM!

Yesterday was John's memorial. It was extremely rough and all the happy that I got during the piercing play dissipated. Was missing the floaty head, but I was doing ok. I got to talk to S afterwards and that was nice, as well as pick up my tuition cheque from the greyhound where my Dad had shipped it. Means I can drop it off and see Cradle tomorrow. Whoot!

On my way to the Greyhound, I got a call from S, suggesting I come out to Vancouver for visits, get all the blegh out of my system with friends. It was a good suggestion so I got home, changed and headed out. I had decided to bring the bondage book S wanted to see, simply because I figured I could leave it with them to figure out. I am very naive sometimes, lol.


I get there, we chat for a bit and I hand over the book, only to have S constantly picking it up, flicking through it and lamenting (while eying my ex and I suggestively) that they want to try some of the ties. My ex finally consents to this "torment" and ends up with both wrists tied, and before he knows it, he's strung up to the bed being caned, and then bent over the bed being flogged. Those are his details to share, so I won't go too much into it, but I was eying them from the couch, clutching a pillow and doing a fair bit of drooling over the flogger.

After they'd had some downtime, my ex is going through the book and itching to try to tie the dragonfly sleeve, which is a full arm behind the back bind. After way too many giggles as we sat at the coffee table trying to figure it out, S looking on in amusement, he finally got me tied into it, though it was a bit of trial and error. I have tendinitis in my shoulders so we were all a bit worried about tying too tight, but I think because I relaxed into it, it was completely painless, which is good, means I can probably go a bit tighter next time. My ex concluded his knot tying practice by presenting a flogger to S (probably good to mention at this point that while S left him strung to the bed so that they could check their internet stuffs, I mocked and teased him, just a little, from the couch, when he couldn't retaliate.)

So I got flogged, properly, for the first time in almost two years. The last time a flogger touched my skin with any level of intent was at a flogging workshop that Katt and Wolfe put on in their dungeon during a play party in 2007. I was stunt bottoming for people to practice on after the workshop. I took more this time than I would have before, which makes me all puffed up and proud of myself because I know that I didn't take as much as a lot of bottoms can, but for me, I did good. My back was quite warm and welted afterwards and after sitting and visiting a little while longer, S went to bed and my ex and I tossed ourselves out the door for a long walk and chat, both completely blissed out and constantly patting each other a little harder than necessary on the back.

So it seems this blog is finally getting to the goal I had for it, to share my exploits. It helps when one has exploits to share!

Love and Kisses,
Andro Angel