The shit I do…
Well where do I even begin to start? I know! I’ll start on Thursday! Thursday was a boring day for me and I slept most of the day because I was up all Wednesday doing absolutely nothing online. I had promised Erin that I would pick her up from work because her uncle was being a dick. I went to pick her up and suprise, suprise, she asked me to take her to Ryan’s cause she bought him something. We stopped at Ryan’s and then when we were leaving Ryan for some reason was coming with us. It seems that Erin decided to tell Ryan that he could come for the ride when they were on the phone previously (Erin saying to Ryan she remembered no such conversation…. yeah ok..). No, I’m not a fucking taxi! I’ll do you a favor because you’re one of my friends but I’m not taking the whole world with me and to do it with out asking is just fucking ridiculous. Ok, so I drop Erin off and on the way back home I get pulled over by a cop!
He asks me for the usual stuff which of course I didn’t bring my wallet with me so I had no drivers license! I ended up scrounging my passport out of my pocket (thank god i keep it there) that piqued the cops interest even more, but hey, at lease I had identification. He gave me a hard time about the inspection sticker on the car and asked me whos car it was. I can’t say my car because the registration is under my moms name so I say my moms.
The cop then asks me “Your mom has naked ladies hanging from the rear view mirror and a got a sec lets fuck sticker on the door?”.
Me stuttering in a hesitant voice “Yeah, she’s a lesbian.”
Where the fuck did that come from? I have no idea but it worked. The cop went back to his car waited in there for a while and came out and told me to have a good night! Guy prbably fucking felt sorry for me. That ended thursday night on a good note. Ohh yeah, I also picked up a copy of Make Magazine and 2600 at Barnes and Nobles before I picked Erin up.
Ok, so friday night comes along and you’ll never guess what I did! Yup, I went to the BDSM club in Farmingdale to scope it out. No one came with me. When I asked I either got the excuse of not having ID, no money or Justin you’re sick. Well the place was dead to say the least but I got to talk with the owner and his wife. There’s also very important other thing that happened! I got cuffed to the wall and flogged by Lady Kattails (The owner Master Mikes wife).
It all started with her playing with her floggers and whips without a person there. She got bored with that and asked in a general way if anyone wanted to play. No takers and she ended up sitting down after playing a little longer. After that she got back up and started talking to me and showed me the different types of floggers, suede, leather and rubber. She explained that the rubber had a bite to it, the suede had a nice feeling and that the leather felt like, well, leather. After that she asked me what I was into and I told her everything. She wasn’t happy with that and wanted specifics. I told her bondage, D&S, needle play and light S&M. She was happy and asked me if I have ever been flogged before. I told her I never had the opportunity. She looked at me playfully and said oportunity is always around. I got the hint but I wanted her to ask me straight out (I like mind games). After a few more inuendos she said if the club dosn’t pick up would I be interested in playing. I was like sure! After a while she said if I want to be flogged to get ready she has to goto the bathroom and she’ll be right back. She also said to take off my sweater and shirt because I won’t be able to feel it throught my clothes.
She comes back and asks her masters permission to flog me. “Master Michael, Justin has never experienced being flogged before can I show him that pleasure?
He said yes and she told me I had two choices to get completely naked or take the shirt off. I took the shirt off because hey I was around a group of total stranger! The draws stay on! Looking back my logic was definitely flawed. I will let a total stranger cuff me up and flog me but I won’t get naked in front of them? But I digress. I walk over to the wall (pictures at the bottom) where she reviews the safe words with me. “Justin, if I hit you too hard say red and I will go lighter, say green and I will start again, say red two times in a row and I will stop completely”. She told me not to be “macho” as that leads to people just getting hurt and to use the safe words if I needed them. She cuffs my hands and raises them above my head telling me she’ll be easy on me. Shit, I think to myself, what was the safeword? She started with the suede gently touching my back with it. I was nervous but the feeling of the suede felt so erotic. Just thinking about it now sends shivers down my spine. Then she started flogging me. Lightly at first then increasing the intensity. She asked me if I liked it and I said “Yes”.
“Yes Ma’am” she said.
“Yes Ma’am” I responded.
After flogging me with the suede she switched to the leather. Before doing that she gave my back a rub like you couldn’t believe. My back was a little hot and her hands felt so good against me back. She brushed the leather flogger against my back leaving me wanting her to hit me with it. The whole experience felt so good. I wanted more. The rush was unbelievable. Hit me already. She asked me if I liked being flogged. I said “Yes”.
“Yes what?” she said agitated
“Yes, Ma’am” I responded starting to get even more into the mood of things.
From there on everything gets a little blurry. All I remember is being completely into being flogged. Every time I heard it coming towards me I moved towards it. It felt good. I have no idea why but I loved the feeling. Every so often she would stop and rub my back sending me into a world of complete extacy. Before she ended she switched over to the Rubber flogger which had a unique sting to it. She stopped gave me a rub and untied me. I stayed for a little while longer but eventually left. I don’t know what else to say besides that I’m going back this Saturday because Friday felt ohh so good!

Picture of Lady Kattails. What I was cuffed to in the Background.

Closer up of what I was cuffed to (Not the same one but you can see what is looks like.)
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lol hot shit bro. the cop part was mad funny tho saying that ur momz being a lesbian. I would never thought of something like that if i was in the car w/ u i would have been laughing so fucking heard u got no idea. But other wise i like the blog keep it comeing holla at ur girl sometime 1
justin u R fucking INsAnE
haha u never really know ur friends until u read thier journal…
u fkn wierdo lol…. is it really good? u shoulda told her to get naked