In my previous post I’d mentioned that I sent a strange looking art project to Florida and that I’d talk more about her when she arrived & she did on March 14th.
She left to live with a man I met in 2008 on an online BDSM website community I “belong” to. I came across him via one night of perving profiles and his was just awesome to me and had stood out in my memory because I had later recalled his images, mainly the ones of Barbie dolls in scenes of torture, bondage…just grim doll art (I’ve later learned is quite common – and I LOVE IT!) and I’d posted to a group months after finding him that I was looking for an “evil man with photos of S&M barbie dolls and crucifiction” and one of my girlfrenz at the time actually mailed me with the correct profile and I then went and begged him to “frenz” me as I didn’t want to lose him again!
That started a speshul relationship, to me. One that would awaken a lot of new senses and mark previously unexplored territory in my sexual life. Mostly my masochist.
We only had one scene together and a few phone calls. Phone calls are pretty speshul to me and rare so I guess it is worth mentioning. The reason for only one scene was that he refused to give me more unless I put needles in myself, which I am still unable to do.
The scene we did have started off with us discussing and sharing photos/art of women being burned, mainly, like Dolcette. He confided in me that he very much enjoyed when a woman burns her clitoris (or, when he does it!) and eventually convinced me to allow him to take me through the steps, via webcam.
He had me collect a long and sharp object, like a hatpin but I didn’t have one (NOW I have SKEWERS!) so I just used a long sewing needle. Some oil, lotion and a lighter.
After I was settled back on cam, my legs spread and cunt exposed to him he had me masturbate myself, to make sure my clit was aroused, swollen and erect – ready for abuse! He did not let me cum yet, just had me rub myself with oils.
When he thought I was ready, I was ordered to fully expose “her” (my clit) and to get my needle ready by heating it with the lighter till it glowed, and then to count to 10 and push it against my clit – not so hard to puncture, just for the burn.
That was “nothing”, I thought. But of course we continued…
This time I was to heat the needle and only count to 5 before touching “her”. Mmmm better!
We went along like this for awhile, eventually having me burn her with the red hot needle and to keep going until I came. Moving on to incense sticks all over my mound and inner thighs too during the course of the scene.
It was VERY HOT!
Another memory of this evening that is not so fond and pops to mind is when my current Daddy , “A.C.” got jealous and came over during this cam show! It was kinda terrible but I’m not sure he meant it to be.
It went like…we were chatting online WHILE this man and I were camming, I told A.C. that I was camming and burning my clit for this guy. He [A.C.] had typed to me “brb” and I just continued camming and in he comes, (my house was about 25 minutes from his at the time) to my room and rushed to me slapping my thigh hard, so it even showed on cam as a hand print! I was pretty embarrassed and shocked by this… my sadistic cam-man left the scene and I told him I’d return later.
A.C. then tried to take control of the incense stick and to burn me with it!
I got suddenly terrified, I think because it was so new to me (not burning/being burned but my CLIT being burned) and he just tore me out of a scene that I already felt barely in control of [that being a good thing] and there was already someone there I trusted and Daddy hadn’t “heard” any of the advice or anything. I looked him in the eyes and for the first time in over 2 years I uttered the words “I…I don’t trust you!” What happened after that totally shocked me. He just straightened up with a stern face, set down the incense stick, turned and walked out!
I freaked out a little…yelling at him that I was so sorry for saying that and how I didn’t really mean it, I was just scared. He made me beg him to come back and really was going to leave! He claimed to be so hurt by that. I really did feel sorry and had not thought before I spoke. I was desperate to STOP the situation. I guess it worked!
Anyhow…
This man also has interests in other doll art and I’m not sure really if it is his own or someone elses as I have not asked. I’ve seen in photos of rooms in his home that he has some displays.
This is also where I am getting my copy of EXIT magazine as well as the kinky surprise, he is crafting and I am purchasing from him!
I cannot wait to show you that stuff! He sez to give him a few weeks.
Allow me to explain my Strawberry Baby Food to you a little.
You see, she is supported by the strawberry inside the jar via her umbilical cord, which I crocheted (rather badly…but it is ORIGINAL ART, man!) and glued to her belly area under her dress. I bound her feet and hands so she cannot kick punch, scratch or otherwise hurt him when he fondles her or opens her jar for whatever reason. He was advised to give her attention once per month at least, by way of kiss preferably. She comes with a brush (original with doll) and another glass strawberry trinket I just included for the heckuvit.
I love making glass strawberries – well ok, any glass stuff but have not been able to do anything new since I need to replace my oxygen tank (for flameworking) and also the gauges since I lost one of the pins *sad face*. A lot of $$ ($500 like) so no beads for awhile!
I hate it though. I want to make things for people. I want to SELL things, too!
Ah well, such is my life eh? WANTS!
No can has.
Last Werdz…