'Roll up, roll up for the mystery tour...'
So yes, I have somehow scored another four day weekend. Cleaning up the flat for a final time tomorrow, dropping the keys back into the estate agents. Sunday will be the Leaving Lunch and Sunday Session with the friends - however many of them do decide to turn up. Monday, I haven't decided what I am doing yet. And Tuesday, of course, is the play date. Which is going to be the most magical mystery day of them all lol. Who knows how far my boundaries will be - erm - stretched that particular day. If it gets especially so, I will just think of how Mistress may react to the photos hehehe. And that will give me the additional endorphins I need to get through the pain.
However, I must realise where my breaking point is, BEFORE I hit it. Add a sadist to a submissive who can't say no, and you get the almost train wreck that Rural Over There was last time. The only reason I stopped the play was that I wanted Mistress and Sir to have a blank piece of canvas to play with if they wanted to. Otherwise I very likely would have been scarred on all sides of my body, not just my back... I mean, I love my mate in Rural Over There - as a mate - but if we were ever partners, she would kill me without even trying hahaha.
However, I must realise where my breaking point is, BEFORE I hit it. Add a sadist to a submissive who can't say no, and you get the almost train wreck that Rural Over There was last time. The only reason I stopped the play was that I wanted Mistress and Sir to have a blank piece of canvas to play with if they wanted to. Otherwise I very likely would have been scarred on all sides of my body, not just my back... I mean, I love my mate in Rural Over There - as a mate - but if we were ever partners, she would kill me without even trying hahaha.
I will allow myself to say no, if I need to. And believe it or not, after a brunch, lunch, three sex shops and a dinner, I do trust this couple from a sexual play standpoint. To the extent of letting them go nuts with me with crops, floggers and paddles, let alone the other toys. And Mistress does trust my judgement as to what to allow to happen with me, so I can't let her down doing STUPID stuff.
Rang Mistress this morning, as I often do, and she answered with a croaky voice. I thought she was coming down with another cold, until Sir piped up in the background to say to tell me how he had made her voice that way. Later in the day, she did tell me what had happened - yes, it was a bit of sexual play - and the funny thing was, the first conscious thought I had was not how that would feel on me, but rather, how good a photo series that would be, of Sir and Mistress doing their mischief. She said 'we will see' on the camera in the bedroom front.
Rang Mistress this morning, as I often do, and she answered with a croaky voice. I thought she was coming down with another cold, until Sir piped up in the background to say to tell me how he had made her voice that way. Later in the day, she did tell me what had happened - yes, it was a bit of sexual play - and the funny thing was, the first conscious thought I had was not how that would feel on me, but rather, how good a photo series that would be, of Sir and Mistress doing their mischief. She said 'we will see' on the camera in the bedroom front.
Which isn't a flat out no. Hehehe.
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