Thursday, April 05, 2007

play time

Fond memories from last night...RC emitting low muffled agonizing screams mixed with rounds of him giggling uncontrollably while being tortured. He was naked on the bed, face down buried into all the pillows with hands clenched to the sheets and his ass exposed. Me and my body weight straddled over him, sitting in the small of his back, ordering him to be very still in my stern dominant bedroom voice. Blade in hand, I carved a letter J into his posterior, a little ragged in places, but not because of my hand, no no. Where it looks rough is due to RC thrashing around despite being told to, stay very still.

All in all, excellent handiwork.