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Another fun munch Saturday night! I met a few people that I have only known from the online world, and then had a terrific scene towards the end of the evening. Vet wrap bound by my arms and legs to a chair, tightly blinded by the same wrapping around my skull. The equisite agony of claws, Whartenberg wheel and knife blade etching my flesh. An uncountable number of clothespins adorn my nether regions, surely making me look like a broad quilled porcupine. And then the zippers. Four zippers, the strands snaked along my torso, how I would have loved to have seen them, and burned the image into my memory. The sharp pain as the jaws close around my skin, before turning into a dull throbbing. When the last of them is in place, She asks me if I want more, and I realize that I have reached enough, and quietly tell her "no". I sit for a while, how long I couldn't begin to say, I was completely oblivious to time. She tells me that it's time, and asks if I want her to remove them two at a time or all four. "All four" I answer too quickly, and her reply is "Are you serious?" I try to change my answer, but it's too late. She tells me that it's time for the part I most dread, I must count down to their removal. "1", a pause. "2", another pause, and I hesitate for the next number. Finally, it escapes my lips, "3". And then a bloodcurdling, gutteral scream erupts from me, ripping through the air of the dungeon as all four strands a ripped from my flesh, followed by a second one, lower in volume, but still gut wrenching. I find out later that the sounds were heard all the way to the front office, and that several people watching actually jumped. She begins the aftercare, dripping ice onto the fresh marks, chilling me in the cool air. Rubbing the skin as the blood rushes back into it, bringing with it fresh pain. She walks me over to the couch and a lay down on it. She bring me a pillow for my head,? and covers my naked, shivering body with a blanket. I remember a tear falling from my eye, and then nothing until her voice rouses me from sleep. Yes, it truly was a wonderful night.

Ow! I learned a new lesson this past weekend: Bondage can work muscles that you forgot you had. Following a very wonderful scene involving being mummified while my wrists were suspended above me, and then enduring a bit of light punching, knife play and other general fun, I expected that I might be a little sore. On Sunday, my right shoulder hurt a bit, but nothing major. However, over the past couple of days, that has spread across my back to both shoulders. It's similar to the pain that you get from a good workout, and I think that it's a good indication that I need to do more exercise and stretching.

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