hello old friend

Hello old friend, it’s been awhile…

“I expect you to spank your breast till it bruises with a wooden spoon/spatula before you leave for vacation. Post pics please.”

 This was the message I woke up to this morning from @Love_food_run. It certainly has been awhile since I felt the sting of anything against my skin, excluding the hard spank of a hand on my ass from my husband. It’s been awhile since I have inflicted pain on myself at a Dom’s wish. How was it going to feel, both mentally and physically?

I was surprised to find that we owned no wooden spoons or spatulas when I went searching in the kitchen. However, we did have a rubber spatula with a wooden handle. That would have to do. I could at least swat myself with the wooden handle. I held the spatula by the handle and began spanking my left breast. The first hits were quite painful. My body is out of practice. Immediately, I could see the blood vessels under my skin begin to redden. Tiny little spider webs beneath my skin began to appear.

Then, I got smart, and held the spatula by its rubber head. This gave it quite a lovely swing motion without much effort from me. I began swatting myself even harder, letting gravity and the natural bend take over. The more I spanked my breast, the less it started to hurt. My skin was warming up. That familiar feeling came flooding back to me. I could feel the pleasurable areas of my body ignite. Each strike of my breast stung, but at the same time, I craved more. The pleasure from my pain was coming back to me. Hello old friend, it has been awhile.

taken at 13:15

I stopped and decided to sit down here and start writing this post. I took a few pictures in order to document my bruises

taken at 13:25

and watch their progress as they bloom. That’s the beautiful thing about me when I mark and bruise. You don’t see it right away. Sometimes you think I haven’t marked at all and then 10 min later, a dark bruise begins to appear. It’s very easy to get carried away with me. At the same time though, it appears that I heal very quickly. Both a blessing and a curse. I enjoy being able to look at my marks for a very long time, but they seem to fade quicker than I would like.

I didn’t feel the marks were dark enough. At 13:40, I gave my breast another round of spankings and took another pic. I can see the blues and purples begin to appear beneath my skin. The camera doesn’t seem to be able to pic up on those colors very well. So, I gave myself another round of spankings as well and took some more pics. I then waited one hour to take the final picture. 

taken 13:45

Taken 13:52

taken at 14:52

I do hope my efforts pleases him.

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