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Subject: Exquisite Pain
From: tina@Tezcat.Com (Tina Sikorski)
Date: 8 Sep 1994 17:55:43 -0400
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distribution is allowed nor can anyone receive money for any sort of
distribution without the author's express written consent. (C) 1994 by the
author
This story contains consensual BDSM between two heterosexual adults.
If this is a concept that bothers you, now would be a good time to stop
reading. Otherwise, enjoy!
------
The whip tickles my back as he gently moves it so that the falls just
barely touch my skin, a whisper of touch holding the promise of the pain
to come. This is sometimes the worst part, the anticipation almost
driving me insane, as he teases for what seems like forever.
The sound of the whip as it is brought down upon me barely precedes the
bite and the burn that follow. There is no other sound like it...a
soft murmur of air resistance barely translating to sound, sharply
contrasted by the sound of the blow itself.
But it is just the one hard blow, followed by an almost caressing touch
applied to my buttocks, slowly at first, but increasing in speed slowly,
steadily. My senses this very instant seem confined to touch and hearing,
and my mind tries to analyze the sounds so my body can prepare for the
blows.
That soft, almost rain-like sound of the whip actually making contact
adds to my feeling that this is not painful...as indeed it is not. The
sound preceding the blows goes unheard under the sound of the fan that
blows across my feet and legs and back.
But the whip falls harder as time goes on, and faster, and soon I can
hear it as it descends toward me, sometimes knowing the instant before
the blow where it will hit...the louder sound means my back, the softer
my buttocks.
And now it is approaching pain.
The speed slows a bit as he reaches the heavier range of blows, and
rather than a constant not-quite-pain there is now a rhythm of
BITE (tickle) burn... fading... BITE (tickle) burn... fading...
I cringe suddenly and tighten my muscles as my brain translates for me
the whistle and shouts "INCOMING", and suddenly, instead of BITE it is
_B_I_T_E_ and insta-BURN. There is barely time for me to register it as
pain before it happens again, this time on my back.
I couldn't tell you how many blows before I lost the ability to truly
discern between them...but they began to blur and as my body reacts by
releasing endorphins I begin to float...the pain belongs to someone else,
and the only thing I am truly feeling is an incredible pleasure,
detachment from my body, bliss....
Eventually I become aware that the whip has stopped falling, but I can
still feel lines on my body (where there are no doubt welts) from which
a pleasant heat eminates. I still feel detached from the world, still
feel as if I'm floating somewhere that is not the real world, somewhere
where nothing matters and everything feels wonderful.
A finger traces various points on my body with a maddening lightness of
touch that only emphasizes the pain by contrasting it with gentleness. I
writhe as I did not while the blows rained down upon me, moan with the
incredible wash of sensation. My muscles tighten as the finger's movement
continues in a definite pattern...first HERE then THERE then THIS
PLACE...and the pleasure is overwhelming.
The orgasm seems to last for days rather than what is undoubtedly merely
seconds, and when he sees I am done he gathers me in his arms and
whispers love as I fall asleep, utterly content.
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Author's notes:
Safe, sane consensual BDSM play between two (or more!) adults is a normal
part of sexual exploration, trust, and love for many people. There is
nothing wrong with feeling a wish to explore this part of one's
sexuality, but I would advise anyone who wishes to to make sure that
communication is the first thing you do, the last thing you do, and the
thing you do most.
Although my stories may not reflect it, there is always discussion about
just how much, how often, where, when, and with what. If my top feels
concern that I might have passed from pleasure into REAL pain, he will
pause and ask...and if I cannot give a reasonable answer he will stop.
Likewise, there are times when I myself will stop the play because it has
become less-than-pleasurable. After a while, a couple that is used to one
another needs to do less verbal exchange to note good or bad reactions...but
don't stop doing it even if you get to this point.
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