Keeping Count
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Back to the other night.
As Alexandra noted she’d ordered me to keep count as she kicked my cock. The total was to be fifty.
Trying to keep track confused me (when I’m in slave mode I’m stupid) and my erection faded. There being nothing much for her to kick she stopped at twenty.
I was disappointed. What would my penis feel like after fifty blows? And surprised. Nothing puts iron in my penis like contact with her shoes.
There’s always the old standby from BDSM fiction: “Thank you Goddess, may I please have another?” Or simply “Thank you Goddess.” Or just flinching at impact.
Funny how the most seemingly simple things prove to have booby traps.
Comments
A lot of these staples you find in BDSM literature I find are simply very effective, tried and tested devices. What you experienced was probably a glitch, since the counting has added to the experience for us both before.
My domme sense kind of felt that making you count and say thank you for each one was possibly too much for you in the state you were in. But I decided to go ahead anyway. Next time perhaps I will stick to my instincts more closely.
Posted by: Alexandra | August 18, 2005 6:52 PM