Two in one day????

I know, I know I know....

I just wrote the last post.

What else could I have to say?

1) Hi twitter friends!  Did you see the post on twitter (testing a new feature)?

2) Hi LJ friends!  Yes, I set that up as well.

3) Please, please, please comment.  I don't write for others, I'm trying to write for myself....  But it's nice to know I'm not talking into the ether......

Today....

So my goal is to write something everyday.  I'm not promising that I'll have something insightful or fulfilling... but I need to get in the habit of getting things out instead of letting them run around the mental ward of my brain.....

Damn it I'm horny...

It won't go away.

Last night I was up from 11pm till nearly 4 am reading erotica and masturbating.  It didn't get better.  It just got worse...

And I don't know how to make it better.

Masturbating doesn't make it better, just worse.

There's not really anyone in particular I want to make it better.  There's that imaginary composite perfect dominant from erotica that sounds tasty, but real life isn't really doing it.

A friend was helping and suggesting I start asking for a sadist to help out.... and it pushed all the wrong crazy buttons in my head.

Yes I wanted to be hurt, to suffer....

But I want the sadist to suffer too.  I want them to lose their planning in the face of the pain I take.  I want to push them past what makes them comfortable, get them to call as the blood pours out of the open wounds on my body and smile as I cuddle them and put them back together from the experience.

Now my brain likes to write checks my body has trouble cashing.... but now I'm focused on this, bringing the sadist down and breaking them.

The sadist... not the dominant... totally different in my brain...........

Here we go.....

Everyone's blogging these days....

I blog on Livejournal (when it's up) when I'm still processing something in my head and am not ready to share it with the world.

I blog on FetLife when I want loads of people to see it and/or I'm trying to make a big public point.

What do I do with the middle ground?

Well I guess I'll put them here.

I can't promise you all what will be here.  It may be boring vanilla stuff.  It may be me processing growing up.  It may be erotica (I've got a draft of the first chapter of a pretty romantic BDSM story already done).

All I can say is that it'll be me... whatever that becomes.

~S

Scene 2/2/08

So I had a scene with D last night. I was late arriving so I had to take 10 hits from several different objects on my pussy. I didn't like the paddles but the stingy thing as well as the cane were pretty good. It hurt, but not as much as I thought it would. It's almost liked I psyched myself out so the level of pain ended up being un-fulfilling.

I also got fucked with a strap on between strokes and wasn't allowed to cum. I wanted to, but I guess my mind is so strong that I stopped it.... but then I couldn't. I had permission to cum and I just couldn't do it. Then, as a present, D used the vibrator on me. I basically went directly from pre-orgasm to post-orgasm with no real orgasm. It was upsetting in the end.... I didn't really cum and I didn't really get a lot of pain. I ended up just feeling.... I don't know... like I was a let down.

So in the end, I'm kind of confused. I mean I'm pmsing so that could totally be part of it. I just feel like I'm adrift.... not connected to anything....

I hope this makes sense....

Need to get things on paper....

Or whatever...

I'm stressing... I need to stop... I'm stressing about life in general i think.

What's wrong now...

I don't know

Well first there's the school thing....

I don't know if I want to continue. I'm not liking it at all. I could always be working. I mean I don't.. but I could be. That and I make absolutely no money.

I could look into a job but the question is do I try to advance to candidacy this year or wait?

And then I want a man..... but i guess everyone does....

I don't like being alone..

And I know the more I need one the less likely a good one is to pop into my life.

Scene with Stu

I guess I got to get this written down before I block it and can't learn from it. Saturday night at BR I had a date (at 2am so it was technically Sunday) with Stu for a scene. It was supposed to be a suspension scene but when we arrived at the late night dungeon the suspension set up wasn't in the room. We decide to an impact scene and I get tied to the spanking bench. He starts off with my brand new flogger. From almost the beginning, something didn't feel right. The flogger HURT (year I know it's supposed to hurt but it wasn't a good hurt). By the end of warm up I'm crying (nearly sobbing) and I don't know why. I finally say something (not yellow like I should have but me crying at this point already had made Stu a big concerned). We sat and talked for a while and decided to switch implements (paddles... I love paddles) and see what happens. Well it doesn't end up going very far at all. In my mind's eye I just get swallowed up by this darkness.... I can't explain it.... I just couldn't keep going... but I couldn't say why. I'm just sobbing and I finally stop the scene. Stu takes great care of me and unties me etc and we sit up and try to talk some more. Just closing my eyes and trying to go back into the dark space was enough to make me start crying again and I didn't even know what was there that was making me cry.....

So Stu walks me back to me room after I'm no longer actively crying and I spent the rest of the weekend in this kind of weird funk.... not a depressive funk but a weird introspective funk. For the life of me I can't figure out what's wrong in my head.....

Gonna go e-mail Stu now and figure out exactly what he told me to do after the scene to try to bring the internal darkness to the surface so that I can face it.....

BR

Ok so before I forget I guess I should get this all out on....paper?

Anyway.... BR overall was a good experience. I arrived early Friday morning and took the train to the hotel. I registered and everything and then went to a class called playing with strangers. The instructor, Rita, was really hot, but there was this guy in the class (older etc) who just gave off uber dom I'm so special vibes that made me curl up into Stu's arm even more during the class. I had dinner with Tim, Kelly, and Tina at union station and came back to the hotel for the meet and greet. I wore my black and white corset and got lots of good smiles. Friday night I played with Sas and did my first knife scene. It was ok. The dungeon was too loud i think so I didn't really get into it. I do still have nice scratchy things on my back though. Note to self... don't put lotion on a freshly knifed back.

Saturday I had breakfast with Tina and then did a 4 hours volunteer shift on security, I was basically a hall monitor. No, that skirt is too short, no .... i can see you ass you need to put on more clothes to be in the public area.

Saturday night I played with Stu (separate post)

Sunday i was in a funk... went to bootblacking class (damn hot) and then basically napped all day/evening/night....

List of Loot I bought at BR
- Two pair of silk stripper shoes
- new leather by danny cuffs
- Flogger for use only on me (yes for those special parts)
- T-shirt that says "I must be a masochist... I'm a grad student)
- New rope