Flying on Wings of Pain (1994)
   
 
moonlight here again......and seeing as how it looks like the flames are about to start up again, I thought that I might try and catch at least a few eyes by posting about an experience I had last night. Mainly cause at the end, I'm gonna have a few questions......:)

It sort of started off on the wrong foot, through no fault of myself or Master's. You see, we were playing over the phone. Because we are separated by a fair bit of distance that one can't traverse on a week night.

At any rate, my roommate decided that she wanted to be on the phone from about 8 in the evening til 11:45 when she finally got off. Master called and we talked for a bit, before he started to use some of the trigger commands that he has installed (rather technical sounding....) during hypnosis sessions. By using several of the commands that he had previously put in, he induced me to put what I lovingly refer to as the bitch clips on my nipples. These clips are extremely small clothes pins, approximately an inch long and an eighth of an inch wide.

(hint: if you have never worn clothes pins, and even if you have, keep an eye on these.....they can cut off circulation very quickly. I also would not recommend them to a novice at pain play....) One was placed on each nipple, and then he told me to place two sets on my labia. *shudders softly* That hurt. It also managed to make me writhe around on the bed in a state of oblivion. Six regular clothes pins, a mix of plastic with little ridges and wooden ones, were then ordered to be placed on each breast.

Now, at this point, I'm not all that coherent.......but enough so to realize that the bitchclips need to come off since I've lost all feeling in the area. *smiles* Of course, I have to beg for my release form their torment, but eventually, after pleading, I was allowed to remove them. I don't think I've ever flown that high before......The pain was excruciating. And the rush from it was.....well...mind blowing to say the least. Master then instructed me to roll onto my stomach, *with* the 12 remaining clothes pins still in place. I almost called one of my safewords, but managed to convince myself that I wanted to do this because I desperately wanted to take more pain from him than I had in the past. Begged for it even. To pass on that now would be a mistake.

So I rolled over. And somehow managed to restrain the scream that was threatening to break loose and scare my roommates to death. And the strangest thing happened. I started to grind my breasts into the bed. I wanted more, and nothing was going to be enough. I wanted to feel Master taking the heavy, thin tailed flogger to my back while it was happening. I wanted my Master to fuck me as hard as he could. And to hurt me as much as he could stand to. (

*sighs* I had to settle for a vibrator and several *other* commands that he has put in ....:) I *wanted* the pain.....the agony.. all of it. And I never had before this. Well, only once....about a week ago when we did much the same thing, only he made it feel like he was beating me with his fists while he fucked me to his pleasure......but that's another story entirely..............

My questions? Well, I suppose the main one is, have any of you ever had this kind of sudden realization? Was it completely earth shattering?

I guess that's it for now.....:)