Leather Family Chronicles (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} leatherfamily) wrote,@ 2006-06-04 23:44:00 |
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Sometimes the journey through the darkness sets us free
What would you have seen? You would have seen loads. Even if you don't have an eye to see beyond the obvious you still would have been impressed with a very heavy SM scene where the cool down was the shoulder cutting of a 2"x7" peacock feather. It was all there: floggers; canes; quirts; punches; sweat, tears and blood to name a few. It was an almighty beating by the end of it; with a truly bloody feather earned and me knelt at her feet in appreciation.
If you want to understand what is possible beyond the obvious then read on. Technically I bottomed, but actually we took a journey together.
Kat started warming me up with the horsehair floggers and my skin began to come alive as she picked up the pace and intensity, wow, those sting. The endorphins were flowing and I could feel the energy pump through me with every lung full of air. Kat selected a CD Rachel made for us back in 2001 and it had all the classics. Oh yeah, I really needed this. I think we all did. By the time Castles in the Sky came on, I was full of it and happily fighting to take what I was given.
Kat was working up a sweat as she worked me up higher and higher. Rachel joined in with her canes and I could feel her dancing behind me. She even used her new soft fluffy zebra flogger which wasn't very fluffy with weights sewn into the ends of the tails..lol I remember feeling what can onlybe described as RAHHHful. Every time they hit me harder, I just wanted more even though I was grunting and groaning from the pain. She knows what I'm like, I get mad because I feel the pain but try to work through it. She knows how to get me over the hump, she keeps at me, changing things up, reads my body till I catch the wave. It is like the feeling of an exhausting work out till you can barely move. If she wanted to, she could make me yellow (a safeword to change the pace) but this night she didn't want to, she wanted to push me and in doing so she comes along with me.
My head was turned and I could see slightly behind me (I was laid down on our coffee table). Through lazy hazy eyes I could see her raise her arm with the long braided flogger and then the quirt and then I could feel the impact of the strike on myback. It was like an out of sync film, I could see it all happen and feel the soothing burn a split second later. With that vision in my mind, I closed my eyes and my body became completely relaxed. Kat kept at me with that determined look in her eye and then I found myself there, in the dark place - Dead space. Peaceful, relaxing and dark, the strikes keep coming, but my body doesn't tense, it just absorbs. The pain I fought to process now washes through me without the need to fight.
As a compliment, I know in Kat's eyes I see the Killer space she occupies. Truly compliments for that moment but that is the topic of yet another entry.
I closed my eyes again expecting to go back into the peaceful darkness but instead I saw the shadow of firelit torches. I saw a circle of people stood on dusty ground with what I interpreted as tribal music playing. There was a dark stone lean-to just behind the circle of people, I don't know if I came from there or I should have been going there. There was a person dancing around a smaller stone circle within the larger torch lit circle of people. She was dancing with all her heart, arms and feet moving rhythmically and the smile on her face made me smile and laugh-----She was so obviously free.
She is me. I know this because each time her feet touch the floor, I feel Kat's strike on my back. Every time her arms sweep, I feel the blade create another barb in the feather.
I don't think I have ever felt that free.
WOW....... I'm still high....lol RAHHHHH</font></p>
What would you have seen? You would have seen loads. Even if you don't have an eye to see beyond the obvious you still would have been impressed with a very heavy SM scene where the cool down was the shoulder cutting of a 2"x7" peacock feather. It was all there: floggers; canes; quirts; punches; sweat, tears and blood to name a few. It was an almighty beating by the end of it; with a truly bloody feather earned and me knelt at her feet in appreciation.
If you want to understand what is possible beyond the obvious then read on. Technically I bottomed, but actually we took a journey together.
Kat started warming me up with the horsehair floggers and my skin began to come alive as she picked up the pace and intensity, wow, those sting. The endorphins were flowing and I could feel the energy pump through me with every lung full of air. Kat selected a CD Rachel made for us back in 2001 and it had all the classics. Oh yeah, I really needed this. I think we all did. By the time Castles in the Sky came on, I was full of it and happily fighting to take what I was given.
Kat was working up a sweat as she worked me up higher and higher. Rachel joined in with her canes and I could feel her dancing behind me. She even used her new soft fluffy zebra flogger which wasn't very fluffy with weights sewn into the ends of the tails..lol I remember feeling what can onlybe described as RAHHHful. Every time they hit me harder, I just wanted more even though I was grunting and groaning from the pain. She knows what I'm like, I get mad because I feel the pain but try to work through it. She knows how to get me over the hump, she keeps at me, changing things up, reads my body till I catch the wave. It is like the feeling of an exhausting work out till you can barely move. If she wanted to, she could make me yellow (a safeword to change the pace) but this night she didn't want to, she wanted to push me and in doing so she comes along with me.
My head was turned and I could see slightly behind me (I was laid down on our coffee table). Through lazy hazy eyes I could see her raise her arm with the long braided flogger and then the quirt and then I could feel the impact of the strike on myback. It was like an out of sync film, I could see it all happen and feel the soothing burn a split second later. With that vision in my mind, I closed my eyes and my body became completely relaxed. Kat kept at me with that determined look in her eye and then I found myself there, in the dark place - Dead space. Peaceful, relaxing and dark, the strikes keep coming, but my body doesn't tense, it just absorbs. The pain I fought to process now washes through me without the need to fight.
As a compliment, I know in Kat's eyes I see the Killer space she occupies. Truly compliments for that moment but that is the topic of yet another entry.
I closed my eyes again expecting to go back into the peaceful darkness but instead I saw the shadow of firelit torches. I saw a circle of people stood on dusty ground with what I interpreted as tribal music playing. There was a dark stone lean-to just behind the circle of people, I don't know if I came from there or I should have been going there. There was a person dancing around a smaller stone circle within the larger torch lit circle of people. She was dancing with all her heart, arms and feet moving rhythmically and the smile on her face made me smile and laugh-----She was so obviously free.
She is me. I know this because each time her feet touch the floor, I feel Kat's strike on my back. Every time her arms sweep, I feel the blade create another barb in the feather.
I don't think I have ever felt that free.
WOW....... I'm still high....lol RAHHHHH</font></p>
