She then said she was stupid the 1st time she ever went to a BDSM salon, and that it was this guy she met off the internet and they met late at night at this salon to the north of the city, and of course it turns out that it's the lot that's around the back of a building and you have to cross through a vacant lot to get there.
"And you're probably thinking that I shouldn't have gone through that lot with that guy I didn't know who said he'd show me the way, but I did," she was like.
She then said that their session really sucked - I think this happens a lot with 1st time BDSM sessions; the Italian guy who used to be a young thug and then became a public health worker/sexologist said that the 1st time he was at a salon and a woman took him in a backroom and asked her to hit him, he did, then she was like, "No, harder, harder!" and he really swung and hit her full force and she screamed and fell down, "And that's when I realized I had a lot to learn," he was like - and that when everyone in the salon came out, it was Christmas Eve morning and it was like 4am and there was a light coating of snow everywhere, and everyone's cars had been towed.
"You think the owner would have told us," she was like.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
The Swingers's BBQ (14 of several): More BDSM camping.
The rough blonde lady then was saying that she went to the Exploratorium to try out impact play, which she hadn't ever really done before, and the guy -- she mentioned his name; I didn't know him, but the old guy there did -- was good, she said, and asked her where he could hit her, and she said not on the arms or stomach or lower legs, but on the upper legs, since that wouldn't show at work.
"But I was a smart-ass," she said, "And so I asked him what would happen if I hit back, and he said that he would hit me back even harder, and he did."
She then elaborated and said that he pinned her down in front of everyone and hit her, and she hit back, and he hit back even harder -- "Much harder than my brother used to hit me!", she was like -- and that she had these huge purple bruises all up and down her upper legs the next day, and that wouldn't you know it, they didn't turn yellow or anything, but they were so severe that they migrated down her legs and she had these huge purple rings around her ankles, and it showed at work anyways.
"But I was a smart-ass," she said, "And so I asked him what would happen if I hit back, and he said that he would hit me back even harder, and he did."
She then elaborated and said that he pinned her down in front of everyone and hit her, and she hit back, and he hit back even harder -- "Much harder than my brother used to hit me!", she was like -- and that she had these huge purple bruises all up and down her upper legs the next day, and that wouldn't you know it, they didn't turn yellow or anything, but they were so severe that they migrated down her legs and she had these huge purple rings around her ankles, and it showed at work anyways.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
The Swingers's BBQ (13 of several): Back to the rough blonde woman.
After getting a burger and some chili and some pasta salad down by the picnic buffet table, I also picked up a slice of pizza (someone was too lazy to even get store pasta or potato salad) and wandered back on towards the rough blonde woman, who was then talking about the local BDSM camping trips with the other guy, who had also gone to them in the past.
As soon as I walked up, she started talking to me, about how her and her guy get a rustic site, but their friend who has a camper lets them run an extension cord down and get free electricity off of their site.
"And it's so peaceful, and people hang swings from trees," she was like.
She then said that there was tent sites, and camper sites, and they were all for the BDSM people, they had reserved the entire campground, and that there was a lodge with an adjoining fuckhouse.
She then said that when she arrived this year she and her guy were walking with their stuff to their campsite, and there was this wading pool with three nude women standing in it, and there were men on stepladders all around the pool pissing on them, and the women all had eggs in their mouths and couldn't break them (because they were quivering so much with ecstasy?).
"There was something else too," she was like, and thought for a second. "Oh yeah!", she was like, "They were all covered in mud!"
She then said that the women broke the eggs really quickly, and at that the other guy broke in, "And of course everyone continued, because when you break the rules, you discover that the only real rule is for everyone to have fun," and the rough blonde woman nodded very pleasantly and happily with a smile on her face.
As soon as I walked up, she started talking to me, about how her and her guy get a rustic site, but their friend who has a camper lets them run an extension cord down and get free electricity off of their site.
"And it's so peaceful, and people hang swings from trees," she was like.
She then said that there was tent sites, and camper sites, and they were all for the BDSM people, they had reserved the entire campground, and that there was a lodge with an adjoining fuckhouse.
She then said that when she arrived this year she and her guy were walking with their stuff to their campsite, and there was this wading pool with three nude women standing in it, and there were men on stepladders all around the pool pissing on them, and the women all had eggs in their mouths and couldn't break them (because they were quivering so much with ecstasy?).
"There was something else too," she was like, and thought for a second. "Oh yeah!", she was like, "They were all covered in mud!"
She then said that the women broke the eggs really quickly, and at that the other guy broke in, "And of course everyone continued, because when you break the rules, you discover that the only real rule is for everyone to have fun," and the rough blonde woman nodded very pleasantly and happily with a smile on her face.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
The Swingers's BBQ (12 of several): Too much of the blond woman.
After that last part, the rough blonde lady started talking about demos she and her guy have done with meathooks, so I had to take a second and walk away, and I went to the buffet table.
At the buffet table, there was this older guy with gray hair and and a polo shirt who as soon as I walked up made a motion of his head to look up the dress of a girl going up the nearby stair and was like, "Whooh-whee I just look at that and want to get with her."
He then made a few more over-sexed comments, including about how hot the younger hostess was (not the swinger lady, but another swinger lady, a younger art student with short blonde hair in a pixie cut, and a lot of tattoos and a slightly wild fashion sense; she changed dresses like 3 or 4 times during the evening) and then said it was his 1st time at a swingers event and that he was on probation.
He then said that he knows the swinger lady from ghost-hunting circles, and they had staked out the upstairs of a haunted bar for a few nights before the building was going to be demolished and they saw things that they couldn't explain. He said that their electronics failed them for a couple nights, and then the last night they took pictures of the room, and when they developed them, there were these odd balls of light in the picture that no one could explain.
At the buffet table, there was this older guy with gray hair and and a polo shirt who as soon as I walked up made a motion of his head to look up the dress of a girl going up the nearby stair and was like, "Whooh-whee I just look at that and want to get with her."
He then made a few more over-sexed comments, including about how hot the younger hostess was (not the swinger lady, but another swinger lady, a younger art student with short blonde hair in a pixie cut, and a lot of tattoos and a slightly wild fashion sense; she changed dresses like 3 or 4 times during the evening) and then said it was his 1st time at a swingers event and that he was on probation.
He then said that he knows the swinger lady from ghost-hunting circles, and they had staked out the upstairs of a haunted bar for a few nights before the building was going to be demolished and they saw things that they couldn't explain. He said that their electronics failed them for a couple nights, and then the last night they took pictures of the room, and when they developed them, there were these odd balls of light in the picture that no one could explain.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
The Swingers's BBQ (11 of several): More of the blonde woman.
The rough-looking blonde woman then also started talking about how she and her guy have done medical play demonstrations at the BDSM club. During the last one, she sat up on an examining table and inserted something that was a cross between a mirror and projector into her, and threw a picture of her cervix up on the wall.
"The guys were really turned on by it, but the women weren't, once they could figure out what it was!", she was like.
She also said that they asked them to come back and do more medical demos or just do general medical play with everyone, but she and her guy mostly stay at home, since they have their own room in their house set aside for medical play, and "Why go out when he can take your blood pressure there?", she was like.
She also added that sometimes he does pelvic exams, or catheterizes her.
"The guys were really turned on by it, but the women weren't, once they could figure out what it was!", she was like.
She also said that they asked them to come back and do more medical demos or just do general medical play with everyone, but she and her guy mostly stay at home, since they have their own room in their house set aside for medical play, and "Why go out when he can take your blood pressure there?", she was like.
She also added that sometimes he does pelvic exams, or catheterizes her.
Monday, July 20, 2009
The Swingers's BBQ (10 of several): The rough blonde whity lady in the latex conversation (still more of it).
She then added that for the next week, at a Roman-themed party - "Sounds fun!", I was like; "You could reach under all those togas," and I did a little appropriate hand motion - she didn't want to just go as some servant girl.
"No," she was like, "I went as Cleopatra!", then she added, "And he was my Mark Anthony."
She also added that he converted the mass-platform thing from the bowsprit into a chariot, and that they don't do pony play -- "We don't get into that," she shrugged -- a girl there they know did, and she drew the chariot around the room.
"No," she was like, "I went as Cleopatra!", then she added, "And he was my Mark Anthony."
She also added that he converted the mass-platform thing from the bowsprit into a chariot, and that they don't do pony play -- "We don't get into that," she shrugged -- a girl there they know did, and she drew the chariot around the room.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
The Swingers's BBQ (9 of several): The rough blonde whity lady in the latex conversation (more of it).
After that, she started talking about a few parties she and the guy she was there with would go too.
"There was this great Pirates of the Caribbean party we went to!", she said, adding that they didn't call it quite that on the flyer because of copyright infringement.
"And I told him, I'm not going as a wench! You can go as a pirate, but I'm not going to go as a wench, I want to go as one of those mermaid things on the front of the ship!"
After a pause, she was like, "I was a, a, a, a bowsprit!", then she said that she put on a green sequin dress, with her tits hanging out, and that her guy built her a platform and wheeled her around all night, and had found a mast from an old sail boat that was attached to the platform and she was somehow bound to or something.
From the sounds of it - though I'm not quite sure - I think she was immobilized there and kept getting fucked on it.
"There was this great Pirates of the Caribbean party we went to!", she said, adding that they didn't call it quite that on the flyer because of copyright infringement.
"And I told him, I'm not going as a wench! You can go as a pirate, but I'm not going to go as a wench, I want to go as one of those mermaid things on the front of the ship!"
After a pause, she was like, "I was a, a, a, a bowsprit!", then she said that she put on a green sequin dress, with her tits hanging out, and that her guy built her a platform and wheeled her around all night, and had found a mast from an old sail boat that was attached to the platform and she was somehow bound to or something.
From the sounds of it - though I'm not quite sure - I think she was immobilized there and kept getting fucked on it.
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