Better and worse

Better: Yes, she is amazing and sexy and the combination of beating some male ass and kissing her actually made Me come in the semi-public setting of a club.

Worse: She's a blasted masochist, and I just get it confirmed over and over - I don't like masochists. I was a lot more turned on by torturing others together with her, than spanking her.

Better : I have found an extremely entertaining co-top in her.

Worse: Which surprised and troubled a lot of the people at the events we visited. Since she is Dominant to others, they thought I had to be the bottom. EWWWWW.

Better: She has a nice boyfriend who wore the silliest grin ever when I told him he'd get the pleasure of dating two women, and sitting in the middle at the movie. Sometimes it takes so little to bring a smile to their faces.

Worse: We got so drunk, all the making out took us nowhere exept to sleep.

What did I do?
I pierced a foreskin, and bled a penis. That part was hilarious - I stuck very thin needles in the dick of our victim, and as it was swelling and gorging with blood, it started trickling out. I liked the foreskin part. Actually, uncut men are so much more practical for playing with than cut ones.

I used a rubber baton on a lot of different asses. The last one was the most delicious male submissive. That's the session that made Me come - we were taking turns beating his ass, while he was frantically thanking us - then we forgot all about him as we just ended up kissing right next to where he was chained to the cross - and then he thanked us for him being allowed to be part of making us horny. Very nice. Good boy.

Before that we had used another submissive masochist to the point that he was pretty much used up. Between those two we were busy for hours.

And then I dropped, as usual.

This happens when I don't have a submissive with Me afterwards. It feels like I am all dressed up but have nowhere to go. It wasn't as bad as usual. Her company, the laughter we had shared over the days I stayed there, her care and concern and the fact that I had really REALLY enjoyed working over that line-up of male submissives we had, made the feeling dissipate without much harm. But I really need a submissive partner to wake up with on days like that. Somebody to lick and kiss all the frustration away, and to endure what I tend to want to give, for another little taste of that hormone-soup Sadism and Dominance throws Me into.

Oh well. I'd do it again. But the main problem was that the most attractive person I met was a Male Dom. I'd so love to own his ass. But he'd most likely be horribly offended if I told him.