Baby if you give it to me, I'll give it to you, I know what you want.

[raybear]

When you get home at 5:30 pm and you make good use of your time (i.e. don't watch tv or be online the whole time), it's possible to actually have two evenings worth of activities. The majority of my evening was chill and involved cooking dinner, playing with the dog, making a mix CD for Next-Door Coworker, talking on the phone with several folks, watching five minutes of the Elizabeth Berkeley Lifetime movie which was disappointing (I wanted trashy, not social-problem-of-the-week!), and reading. D'vil tempted me with going to see a showing of X-Men 2, which I really do want to see, but since it was a late night show in Evanston and I'm trying to pinch pennies, partly in anticipation of my roadtrip which is rapidly approaching, I passed. Instead, I went and got flogged. It was nice.

This was actually my first official time being flogged, at least in a real way that lasted more than a few hits, was done with nice equipment and wielded by someone with skill. While I was a bit of a lightweight, I'm still proud how much I sustained with relative ease. Had I been better-rested and in a more prepared headspace (I'm a better bottom if I know well in advance I'm going to be bottoming, though with certain people I don't need that much preparation), I feel confident I could have taken more and pushed not only my pain limits but also my stamina limitations, which sometimes present as much of an obstacle for me. Plus, it wasn't really a full scene but more of a test-run for both of us. Besides, bedtime beckoned so I gladly answered the call.

Last night I had bdsm dreams because of this, but mostly it involved floating accoutrements and not actual activities. Like my dreams had lots of costumes and props, though I can't remember any actual plots or characters.

I have a mix brewing in my head that started a few days ago. I wish I could go home and make it now. Work is always cramping my artistic style.

Comments

Re: deja vu

[raybear.livejournal.com]

Oh, I LOVE getting all buddhist about sex! I also like to do dirty things like fetishizing the virgin mary or doing naughty things with rosary beads. Hey, those catholic monks used to self-flagellate -- you can't more kinky than that!

You should read "The Bottoming Book", written by the same two women who also wrote "the Ethical Slut". they talk about different ways of being bottom (like being a 'busy bottom' who does lots of the work, versus being the abosolute receptor of the sexual activity). That book helped me start to be a better bottom AND a better top because I have higher standards for my bottoms. There's definitely a way of being a good or a bad bottom just like one can be a good top or a bad top. I don't like to play with bottoms who can't articulate what they want -- if they won't take the time to figure it out for themselves, I'm not going to waste my time trying to play Pet Psychic and figure it out. They can call me when they're ready to be topped!

Mmmm, cold tiles and hot shower.....oh, and did I mention that last night I got some nice ice cube treatment on my ass and back and other parts last night after the flogging? I'm weak in the knees again thinking about it, and I'm sitting down. I love cold sensations. Last week I made a joke about how I'm hot for people with poor circulation -- put those cold fingers on my neck (and other places) for warming....

Re: deja vu

[qvalentine.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure about how this relates to sex, but I'm not sure I could ever live in a place that did not have seasons. I love the contrasts. I think in most situations I would rather the weather be cold than hot. I enjoy getting warm by other means. I also like having cold air to breathe when sleeping, like an open window or a fan. I'm always hot, when I sleep with someone else they are usually colder to the touch than I am. Sorry! My circulation is perfectly fine.

I've experimented with ice cubes before and I've had a lot of fun with oral sex and ice. Though my first attempts with icy hot were a little misguided.

Thanks for keeping me awake all day long at work. I have to leave for dinner now. *smootch*