17 Jul

i overslept this morning.  Seriously overslept.

i almost never oversleep.  Not like this.  But this morning it was daylight already before i opened my eyes.  Which explains why this post is so late that i’m getting e-mail from people wanting to know how my night was, checking to make sure i have not been sawed in half by the amazing fucksall.

Nope, i’m good.  And the fact that i slept so long probably speaks to the level of relaxation i experienced after last night.  Well, and maybe to an extra glass of wine too after the main events were over.

So, where shall i start?  

With my panties and bra, which are wantonly lying around the living room?  He started with an introductory spanking.  Sitting on the daybed, he made me stand in front of him.

i am wearing an oversized black shirt, matching bra and panties, thigh-hi’s, and serious CFM shoes.

He directs me to hold my shirt up first and turn for him.  Then i’m instructed to take my panties off.  He has me lie across his knees and spanks me.  With his hands, the crop is for later.  

The spanking is just right.  Alternating caresses with sharp, stinging slaps,slow at times, then a steady rain of blows.  Ahhhhhh.

i so needed that.

After that, my memory becomes more vague – there are the clothespins.  He has me get a marker and label each one – A-B-C and so on.  i still don’t know why, i suspect there was something he planned and didn’t get to.

But there was plenty he did get to.  

He makes me strip completely, a clothespin is attached to my nipples.  The first one goes on, and it hurts,hurts more than i expect, but it’s bearable.  The one on my right nipple is excruciating, and i’m making serious “Get it off, get it off,” noises.   He slips it back off, and we realize it is much, much smaller than the other clothespin.


Made me wonder if that’s why Mick’s Mistress, Molly, could stand one set of clothespins and not another.

In any case, the clothespins are applied and removed at different times throughout the evening.  Once he added a second pair above the first, pinching a piece of skin to compress.  

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch.

i know, some of y’all real subs can do nipple clamps all day.  i, however, am a big baby about it.

O, i almost forgot ~~

He has me stand with my arms up, hands locked behind my head.  Of course, this raises my breasts, stretches my body.  He calls it “The Beauty Position.”   He explains that in “Ravish:  The Awakening of Sleeping Beauty,” both male and female slaves are expected to assume that position.  It can be done sitting, standing, or kneeling.  He expects me to do the same whenever he says “Beauty Position.”  

It’s a handy position to have me in when he’s attaching nipple clamps, or slapping my nipples with the tip of the crop, which he also does with some regularity.  One time he has me bend over and continues using the crop on my nipples, which i discover hurts about 10 times as much. 

He has me bend over the arm of my new daybed and spanks me, first with his hands then with the crop.

He uses a flogger too, on my ass, and also on my pussy, making me open my legs to give him access there.  He does that while i’m bent over the daybed, squealing, and later on while i’m standing.  He says, “Beauty Position,” and i raise my arms, hands behind my head, and stand obediently while he flogs me.

It is lovely.

So i don’t hesitate to agree when he wants to tie me to the bed.  “No fancy stuff,” he says, wrapping rope around my wrist, “But it’ll hold you down.  This is a clove hitch,” he adds, at least i think that’s what he called it.  

Once i’m securely fastened, he pulls out a vibrating dildo and teases me with it, sternly warning me not to cum, of course.  

Then he blindfolds me.  Puts headphones on me with white noise so i can’t hear.  Deep in darkness, without sound to warn me, i am startled by sensations.  Some pleasant, some ouchie.

The hot wax hurts, it buns, burns good at first and then some drops that hurt, and i panic.  i think i say “red,” i’m not sure, or maybe he can tell the difference in the sounds i make.  But he stops, and i am relieved.

Lying in wait for me is the main event.  The fuckall, with its pretty blue dildo.   No blindfold or headphones for me now.

When he hits the on-off switch revving it up ~~

~~ yikes!

It sounds like a chain saw. 

Well, of course it does.  But still i’m surprised.

It slides inside me pretty easily, i’m wet and ready, splayed open on the bed.

He starts it really slowly, and i’m amazed and delighted.  It pulls back and forth inside me just like a person would, if you know what i mean.  Wonderfully exciting.

Faster is good too.  

But there is a fine line between faster and 0migodstop.

The trigger on the fucksall doesn’t have separate speeds, it’s a trigger, so it’s not so easy to hit the exact right speed.  We play with it for a little bit before he decides it’s too difficult to control and puts it aside.


i know, we both hoped it was gonna be all that, and it was a little disappointing.

Fortunately, there are more conventional ways to provide each other with a satisfying conclusion to the experiment, and hands and mouth work well.

 Contented sigh.

In conclusion, even though the fucksall was not the be-all and end-all we had hoped for, it was a lovely evening, and i have no complaints.  It was different for me ~ the emphasis on sensation rather than submission ~ and that was fun.

i didn’t feel bad about letting Bob know when something was really  too much.  i didn’t feel like i was letting him down, and that was nice.   

Sleeping in this morning was pretty cool too, no complaints, so here i am, posting late, but rested and content.

11 Responses to “Updating…”

  1. Andi July 17, 2011 at 12:11 pm #

    Glad the evening was an overall success.

    • aisha July 17, 2011 at 8:29 pm #

      Thanks, Andi, I know all that positive energy you sent helped.



  2. littlemonkey July 17, 2011 at 1:07 pm #

    There is no feeling like waking up so very relaxed the morning after some serious fun. I’m so glad you had a good time. Both of you.

    • aisha July 17, 2011 at 8:30 pm #


      No doubt! Thanks!



  3. Mick July 17, 2011 at 1:15 pm #

    I was a little worried that you’d been rent in two by that sucker. But it sounds like it was definitely a worthwhile evening.. excellent! Mick

    • aisha July 17, 2011 at 9:21 pm #

      Thanks, Mick!

      Laughing… I didn’t think it would rend me in two for real, but Sfp had said she thought we should test it on a watermelon first and see how much damage it did to the inside of a watermelon, and I kept thinking about that when it got loud.


  4. Bob July 17, 2011 at 7:25 pm #

    I’m happy that aisha got a good restful sleep this morning. .Overall, it was an enjoyable evening for us both. The fucksall was definitely an experiment, and like many experiments it was not as successful as we hoped. However, other devices proved interesting and fun…fun for ME anyway, lol. Since it was our first get-together, there was naturally some getting-used-to and determining just how much of what was good and when the line was crossed from “oh that hurts so good” to ‘GODDAMMIT THAT FUCKING HURTS!!” I feel an encore is in order, and yes I DO have other tricks up my sleeve.


    • aisha July 17, 2011 at 9:22 pm #

      @ Bob,

      Yeah, I have a feeling I’ll be seeing those darn clothespins again… It was fun, wasn’t it?



  5. striving for peace July 18, 2011 at 6:58 am #

    I’m glad you too had fun

    and more glad that the inside of the watermelon is still reasonably intact


  6. Giggling Bunny July 19, 2011 at 3:48 pm #

    Wow sounds like a nice evening though =) Sleeping in sounds like a must! hehe

    • aisha July 19, 2011 at 8:29 pm #

      Hi, Giggling Bunny,

      It was nice, and sleeping in was lovely. I real treat.

      Thanks for reading – and for commenting!


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