Just stuff

Past Saturday, December 10, I had set up quite an intense scene at home. The first part was all about spanking and caning and whipping. Then we took 5 and enjoyed Sushi and delicious wine. It was a surprise for Princess. We both love Sushi but lately we haven’t gone out dining as often as we used to. It is a choice we have to make and going to the club is more pleasurable and has more bang for the buck.

Playing at home beats everything else though.

Anyway, we had a great evening and some delicious lovemaking afterwards. There is nothing so soothing and divine as cuddling with Princess.

Nothing has changed since the first time I met Princess, she still is my Holy Grail, my everything, the love of my life. Sure, over time our feelings for each other have deepened considerably. Without Princess I am nothing.

And so the weekend passed. I did not go to work on Monday nor did I on Tuesday. Still feeling feverish. Had some extra tests done. Just a matter of time the vet doctor told me over the phone.

I own quite an extensive box of tools. Vibrators, dildo’s, canes, floggers, electro-play stuff, rope, … Some things I don’t use that often so when I do it feels like using a new toy.

Soft flogger
Soft flogger

Yet I could use some heavy and shorter floggers. The use and impact and the possibilities are different compared to longer ones.

So yesterday, December 13, I went shopping and bought, amongst other stuff, two floggers. Back home I gift wrapped them but when Princess arrived at my place I could not keep it a secret. Having these 2 gifts under the Christmas tree makes no sense. We can’t open them on Christmas Eve as Little A. is celebrating with us.

Heavy-duthy leather flogger. It stings very hard.
Heavy-duthy leather flogger. It stings very hard.

This Saturday we are going to the club so why not put them to good use immediately.

Princess loved the leather flogger. It is heavy, stings and bites like hell and is beautifully finished. Also it has a distinct smell as it is made from leather that is also used for harnesses and saddles.

The second flogger has broader strands made of velvet I believe.

We played with the soundtrack of True Detective on the background. She loved the nipple grabbers, the flogger with the velvet strands gave her goose-bumps and Princess loved the aggressive sting of the leather flogger too.

I did not overdo it though as I sensed my girl to be a little emotional. Yes, that time of the month again already.

I forced Princess on her back (pushing my foot against the inside of her knee while holding her), tied her ankles together and attached it to an anchor point in the wall. Did the same with her wrists, fastening it to an anchor point on the opposite wall.

Blindfolded the love of my life.

For while I did not do a thing. I just waited for the wax of the candle to melt so I could cast a few drops on her. The candle is made of 100% eco soy wax and has a burning point between 55-65°C  (131 – 149 F).

Wax Play (December 13, 2016)
Wax Play (December 13, 2016)wa

Princess loved every drop. Moaning and squirming and begging for more. This is something Princess simply loves. I don’t give it that often though. I know how much Princess loves this so I try to keep this a rare dish.

Well tied down and blindfolded Princess was at my mercy. I had shown her my new knife. Nothing posh, just a tool that fits in my fist very well.

“Don’t move while I scrape the wax from your body,” I warned, pushing the spine of the knife against her throat. “I don’t want accidents to happen,” I hissed, putting some more pressure on the steel blade.

Princess shivered when she felt the point pushing against her breast.

I took my time, manipulating the knife in ways that made her tremble even more.

Knife Play (December 13, 2016)
Knife Play (December 13, 2016)

Afterwards we sat on the sofa and sipped wine and talked about a zillion meaningful things. About our new adventures, what it meant to us, how readers of our blog reacted, might react.
Some would understand, some would not. We would lose some, win some. The faithful would stay with us and those readers I cherish. They take us for whom we are, accept us, like they accept their own evolution. In the end we all grow, evolve. I do understand that for some growing is not an easy process.

Then it was time for bed but first I wanted to make some photographs of the marks I had made with my new knife.

We made some love but we were both tired so we gave up quickly.
Slept well.

Wednesday December 14
Our free day. Awake early, 7 or so. The kids you know.

We made love, Princess and I. We are made for this, we are predestined.

Kissing, caressing, sweet words and some more kissing, well that is how we started. Soon though I was thumping her as a madman. Holding her close to me, my arms, my legs, my body used as bondage to envelope Princess.
She likes it hard. Princess likes the feeling of being used, of being raped. Sometimes she whispers I am a one-man gang bang. Then I smile.
I know what I am.
With the right woman, with Princess, I can’t stop. She is weed, she is crack, she is blow, she is it all.

At 9:30 Princess had to leave and to pick up her youngest, drop her at school.
Exams, you know.
I changed the soaked mattress protector.
Killed time watching some old Upper Floor clips.

Then Princess came back. We made some more love but then I had to throw in the towel. I was still horny as hell but my cock felt raw and painful.
Princess was moaning, desiring for more.
So I mind fucked her, grabbed a tube with lube, wow, I am a poet now,  and started fingering her. I don’t believe Princess is in for fist-fucking and neither am I as a giver. No, not as a receiver either.

Well, it ended with Princess sitting in a puddle of wetness after I had made her cum a zillion time using four fingers. That is, dear readers, a personal record for us both.

Boy, Princess did not squirt, it was about gushing in abundance. Our room filled with the intense reek of sex.

“Make me cum, please,” I asked.
I played with myself as I could not stand a mouth over my dick, it was so sensitive.

I jerked off while Princess gently licked my nipples. Oh boy, it was hard work but I so wanted to cum.

Finally it happened with such a force I almost ejaculated in my mouth. Princess laughed, liked the sight of it.

I sighed. Princess rubbed her pussy against my leg.
The bed linen soaked.
We were both satisfied and submerged in a warm pool of true and intense love.

Soon it was 11:30 and Princess had to go.

I showered. Made some pasta.
Then I did something I hadn’t done in months.
I grabbed my Bronica roll film camera and some lenses, a light meter and a tripod. Drove to the woods.
Oh boy, that felt so good.
Need to do that more often.

I'm not good at selfies.
I’m not good at selfies.

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