First good news from today proper? I'm in a class (as a student) called 'Principals of Organic Evolution.' Sounds long, boring, and dreary, right? Yup, it is. I got my first exam back today, however, and I have 105%! Awesome!
As to earlier (as in last evening) - that requires a little backstory.
Let's travel back in time to late July-ish. There was a week in there where I ended up sitting backwards on a chair with needles in my back, a cute chica trailing ice everywhere (on my back, we were keeping it clean!), her master playing with the piercings and I went between spaced out and squirming in bliss. Yea, about that time.
You see, I hadn't had any real kink done to me before in that type of setting. Sure, I'd been a part of fetish nights at 'local' clubs (they were local for me at the time) and seen the androgens in their PVC. Hell, I even vend there sometimes. I'd been to Dark Nirvana and watched very scantily clad people enjoying their personal pleasures from knives to flagellation to electricity and needle play. Me, at the time, the most I'd gotten into was a bit of ice and... well... that was pretty much it. Except the surprise 'fun' when they used TENS units on me when I was injured in Track in undergrad. Anyway, I didn't expect to be able to fall into the mindset in a positive way SO EASY!
Moving along a week later, I'm up north vending at Dystopia for a fetish night when my business partner's out getting a friend of ours (or our display slut =D ) suspended. My business partner is an absolute pain slut - a true to the bone masochist. She sneaks up on me as I'm talking to another person (I think it was one of the rope goddesses?) and gives me 'the look.' You know the one. The one where she's serious and you could end up in deep shit if you don't think about what you're saying next. She asks me if I'd like to be beat. As in whipped. I looked over her shoulder to see a Dom that we'd talked about earlier and had roughed her up a little. One that's a sweetheart yet a sadist and that she has high recommendations of in the trust department. I'd never been whipped for pleasure - only for pain and punishment as a kid (but that's another story). I guess it's a bit funny that I actually said yes.
I ended up with my wrists bound to a wide post, bent over, and smacked rather nicely with two types of (floggers? eh.) - a dragon's tongue and a softer leather flogger. Whatever I expected, whatever I thought I'd have to do (bite my tongue, drop into my safe box internally and zone, whatever to take pain until I really DID NOT LIKE IT) it was NOT what I was prepared for. I thought I was a sensation slut - not a masochist at all. Sure I have a high pain tolerance, but that doesn't mean I like pain.... which has since been revised to a sensation whore with some interest in masochism. Apparently I don't mind the right kind of pain. Hm.
So, the past month or two have been interesting in that I've been growing into the idea of other kinks more and more. I'm just not one to go out and find some Dom/me (or top) to sweep me away to torture me to the end of time. Not only does that not happen often, but I can't even get a date in the 'real' world. I shouldn't think that going into the magical, fairy 'kink-land' is going to drop anyone other than the usual creepers I get (and drop[kick]) out in vanilla world. That and, as a 'n00b,' I have every right to be afraid of other n00bs in higher power. I know that experimentation is all fine and dandy until one of us (and probably me) ends up on the bad end of an unsafe kink practice back-hand. Remember, I only am liking the RIGHT kind of pain. One that doesn't mean permanent damage/death/long term injury. Hence me choosing people that I feel are experienced in what they do, know it well, and have responsibility about them. (for most of them anyway - I'm going to be a rope test subject this weekend for some ground ties - and I have no problem telling him that he's making me tingly - so undo the rope!)
Whelp, last night I got to meet Quinn around here, who was down from Toledo. Yea, the Dom who gave me my first [oh-so-good] beating. =)
He works in a position that has him traveling all over the US and into surrounding countries, so when he said he'd be here.... I was more than happy to say hello, welcome him to this side of the continent, and entertain for an evening away from his wife (yup, you guessed it, poly) and home. Sure, I was nervous. I had NO idea what to expect and had no experience in that kind of a deal..... so I sucked it up and went with it. We met at a Panera where I ate light and grabbed coffee because I'd been grading papers and teaching underlings all day.
We spent five and a half hours outside smoking and talking about everything under the sun. Kink, politics, religion, remodeling houses, jobs and work, you name it. I had an absolute blast with a true, caring, sadist, gentleman Dom. I'm remaining cautious, but.... I can see a fun time coming as a play-mate without the sex. They may be poly, but I'm... unsure. And a virgin. But if he offers to bring out the whips? I'll work a bit on his house projects for a weekend for that. =)
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