Scene report; or, Having Fun In Spite Of Eris

[serinde]

Finally, FINALLY, we managed to get it together for an outing to Paddles, for which all props to auntiemisha and gmdraves as they came up with the notion.

Got there much later than we anticipated, due to an increase of the usual chaos (e.g. suddenly our favorite delivery place around the corner from sweh's lost their heads up their asses and took a grand 2 hours to get us our dinner), but get there we did. It was already pretty crowded, and in fact the device I really wanted to use (the rack) wasn't free at any point during the night, which was vexing; but I managed. After the usual first while of greeting and dithering and remembering what was available, I attached sweh to one of the upright crosses and paddled hell out of him for awhile, using a pair of naudia's paddles--a heavy wooden one and a lighter but very nasty polycarbonate job. Through his leather pants, mind you, so I could get a good windup, because otherwise what's the fun in it? When my arm got tired I judged he'd had enough, we went back downstairs and rendezvoused with the others. We ordered a waffle sundae to split, and kindly mistress that I am, I locked sweh in the dog cage so he wouldn't be tempted to break his diet. Afterwards, audiovile and naudia decamped back to the apartment, as she was feeling wiped out.

We, of course, kept going.

I was wandering around agitated, because I really wanted something that I could lay sweh face down on. The only two full-length things they have like that are the aforementioned unavailable rack, and a frame-bed-ish item which is right in a corner so you can only approach it from one side; and also the frame is low enough that you can't really get a good swing. So I decided sweh should flog me for a bit while I pondered. Whereat I realized a few things:

1) it had been a really REALLY long time since I'd last bottomed;
2) all my pain tolerance of this kind has gone bye-bye.

I couldn't handle my favorite heavy deerskin flogger anymore, so we borrowed a little tiny one from auntiemisha and gmdraves which is as you might say Baby's First Flogger, and yet sweh had me in tears with it within 5 minutes. I feel like my metaphorical penis is about >< that big. But, it did what I needed. Huzzay for catharsis. After the usual post-session sniffling and cuddling, I felt much more With It and decided it was sweh's turn, so I put him in the same rig and went to town on him with the deerskin alternating with naudia's rope flogger. I'm very pleased to say that, although we haven't been doing much with floggers in quite some time, my technique is much improved. Because why? Because the way you are supposed to let a flogger fall is exactly like the way you strike with a jo or bokken, directing all the energy through the tip. I'd known that was the idea, at a theoretical level, but it had never clicked before I started taking weapons classes. Behold the utility of aikido! I somehow suspect O-Sensei would be appalled, but what the hell. It worked, and worked well, and I took sweh on a merry jaunt to endorphin-land.

Just as we finished, the mgmt. announced they were shutting down that half of the site, so we moved back over, saw that the rack STILL was not free, and then I decided to adapt, improvise, & overcome. There was a shorter bench that is intended to be used with the large wooden stocks next to it, but I just bent sweh over it, ran a chain through, and called it sufficient. Started with bare-hand on bare-bottom spanking, but he was too sore from the earlier paddling, so used the bunny-body trick: take one of those $6 rabbit skins from Tandy Leather or whatever, and put it over the victim's rump, and spank through that. Works wonders. We didn't spend long at this, though, as it was a difficult position for him (the bench was a little low) and we were both tired. Got back to his place about quarter to four after some cab shenanigans, and went to bed.

I've come away with a wretched case of top's shoulder (which was not helped by having to carry a duffel full of toys and leathers home) and some nice marks on my back, and a vast feeling of contentment.

And now, a word from our sponsors: the toys of naudia's mentioned above are brought to you, or more specifically to ME, by WT Unlimited (neé Wicked Touch). I highly recommend them for the thud-enthusiast in your life. They're beautiful pieces, too.

Comments

[heliumbreath.livejournal.com]

Two thoughts were caught wandering through my brain after reading that:

• Beating the living wee out of someone or something ... sounds too much like sysadminning.
• Getting the living wee beaten out of yourself by someone or something ... sounds too much like sysadminning.

Sorry, I'm sure you both had a wonderful time and enjoyed it far more than sysadminning, and maybe it's just me not having the BDSM nature, or maybe I just have some unresolved feelings about sysadminning.

(And another thing sysadminning and BDSM have in common would be not being in LJ's spelchekr dictionary; for the latter it suggests alternatives of BDRM, BADS, BEDS, BIDS, BODS, BUDS, BEDIM, BESOM, BOSOM, BEDIMS, BEDLAM, NUDISM. A few of those sound like definite possibilities...)

[syringavulgaris.livejournal.com]

I think sweh enjoys sysadminning, so there you go.

[dvandom.livejournal.com]

The fact that a term like "top's shoulder" even exists worries me. :)

[sweh.livejournal.com]

It's just like tennis elbow, but more fun to get :-)

[sweh.livejournal.com]

For the other point of view of that night, I have a report at http://www.livejournal.com/users/sweh/82867.html

[yesthattom.livejournal.com]

Dang! C and I were told about this outing only after we'd already made a commitment. Hopefully we can go next time. She's really eager to go back there. We always have a good time.