...so y’all know about the whole twine play session, right? The night I decided to tie the girls up in twine and proceeded to get soakin wet, which let to a nite of self indulgence? If you don’t recall the story, peep the "all tied up" blog! Now lets fast forward a few days and weeks after the fact... So I’m in the bathroom admiring my greatness when suddenly I notice I have these strange marks around my breast... At first I thought nothin of it, by the 2^nd day I found myself becoming more fascinated with the markings... By day 3, I was runnin home lookin at the damn markings... Then it dawned on me that the markings were actually burns from the twine!

sidebar: now you know the girls had to be bound pretty damn tight for the twine to leave a mark, right? Ummhmm, those joints were bound! And boy did it feel good...

...at this point I’m lookin at the markings in admiration, then I started to look at them and recall the night that I placed the twine around my juicy tits, and before I knew it was seekin out twine, and I was back to square one!

...there’s a method to my madness and a reason for mentioning all of this... in seeing the twine it took me back to a chat I had awhile ago regarding the BDSM lifestyle, this person took the time to chat with me, a novice, and break some things down for a sistah! I reflect on that chat often (mad thanks to a friend formely known as *m*) *wink* But, the one thing that stood out about the conversation was when she mentioned "trophies"... I didn’t understand that aspect of the "post scene" high, for whatever reason I could NOT wrap my brain around "trophies" I mean really, who wants to look at welts, or wax scorches, or any other inflicted imperfection?... How crazy is that?...

...now, that’s how I felt then. Fast forward to now, and I must tell you, I now have a very clear understanding of "trophies" and there effect on ones emotions... See the trophies are just that, a trophy, something that allows you to reflect on that special moment in time with one simple glance... Every time I would look at my self inflicted "trophies", I became instantly excited, and extremely WET. Now the bizarre shit is this, in seeing the trophies it filled me with joy... Weird right? Hell, I can’t explain this shit... Just like I can’t explain why being spanked turns me the fuck on, or having my nipples teased, tantalized and tortured makes me wanna explode... I can’t explain it, and no longer do I attempt justify it, I just go with the flow!

...fast forward to last night! Well, I was sitting here in my humble adobe, horny as ever... And lookin for a new cheap thrill. I’m strolling thru the house in an effort to tidy up, and I run across some new shoe strings still in the package... I grab them, thinking i’mma put them away, and low n’ behold I get a look at myself in the mirror, especially my breast and my horniness levels increased 10 fold... Now, at this point I’m standing there admiring my tits with shoestrings in hand, and I knew that I was done tidying up for the evening... I skip to the bedroom! Yes dammit, skip to the bedroom.... *smile*

...i’m sittin on the bed, caressing my tits, and grinding my pussy on the mattress, steady holding the shoe strings... What to do with the shoe strings? Then, a lil birdie says: why not tie up your nipples! And I say: what a damn good idea! Next thing you know, I’m sitting on the bed unwrapping shoe strings, and tying up nipples... Now I’m not talkin about the flat shoes strings, I’m talkin about the round athletic shoe strings... Lawd y’all, what a fuckin experience!

...at first I though I would need both shoe strings, and as I tied the right nipple, I realized that one shoe string would be enough... I took the shoe strings, and double looped it around my perky nipple, and tied it TIGHT... Then I took the other end and repeated the process on the left nipple... It was perfect, one shoe string tying up both nipples... Nice and tight, and nice and perky... What a site it was... Nice perky nipples peekin thru the shoe strings... Boy did I enjoy playing with them, I licked, and I sucked, I spit and I bit, and eventually I made my way to the stream that was forming between my legs... Now, I wanted to pause for the webcam cause, but a sista couldn’t stop! So sorry folks, no picture for your viewing pleasures... Maybe next time.

...the icing on my self pleasure cake was when I started to masturbate, some how I was able to play with my pussy as I tugged on the string which increased my pleasure even more... A pull here, and a tug there, and a imagination that would have me committed, made for a nut everywhere!

...what a nite! Lawd knows what I’ll come up with next... Actually, I did find myself playing with the pant clips on plastic hangers, I took’em off, and immediately clamped my nipples down, and even went as far as to clamp my clit... Whew damn... Now, that was nice...

We’ll save that story for the next blog... Hopefully!

Aight babies, I’m out... Happy Holidays babies, and to all a good nite...