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bdsm journey
I tend not to do week-in-the-life of kinda posts. I mean, there’s often things happen or things on my mind most weeks. But still.
Anyway, the past week or so has been really positive in many aspects of my life.
I’ve been feeling a little reflectively lately.
I do now and then.
Today marks one year since the second occasion I booked a Private Session with a Professional Mistress. I think it’s interesting to remember some of my feelings going into that.
In music, there’s a term called ‘The Difficult Second Album Syndrome’.
“I love the pathetic noises you make as you squirm”
Has it been an hour? Or ten minutes? Or ninety minutes? More?
I have no idea.
It is dark, I’m encased in the vac bed – and whilst this feels quite tight, every now and then I feel Ms Evilyne pumping more air in as it wraps into *every* crack and crevasse.
All I can see is darkness and the vivid fantasies in my head. Every one I feel guilty about, every one a distraction.
Back in January, I wrote a blog post which was a story based on something which happened, which focused on a moment and a mood.
In my post it’s a long post which reflects over something which probably only took a few seconds in reality.
You can read my story here… clicky
I’m not really one for planting trigger words, but the right words at the right time sums up a moment and creates such dynamics. At the time I thought time was up or that I was finished… but no, “I’m not done with you yet” she told me…
That’s how I began this year.