Birthday marks (#NSFW, 18+)

For my birthday I asked MrDom for marks. He did not disappoint!

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We attended another Wicked Wednesday at our local dungeon. The mutt was there from out of town. I had originally thought to Top the mutt but I was enjoying being in my submissive headspace and didn’t want to come out of that. It’s ok. The play party is coming up and I have plans to coTop him with my friend B. We have some fun things planned for the mutt’s demise… er, I mean enjoyment.

But that didn’t stop me from teasing him a little last night. I asked where my lines were. Previously I had jokingly told him to write me lines for calling me old. He took it seriously and actually wrote them. So I told him to bring them to WW.

He forgot. Had I been feeling Toppy he would have gotten his ass beaten for that. But I was determined to stay in subbie-mode (it was my birthday celebration after all. And besides, I had already clarified with the mutt that we will play when I feel like it and to stop pressuring me. He’s still being overly persistent, but that’s a topic for another blog.)

So instead of beating him I just said he owes me. I was sitting beside MrDom who then asked “he owes you for what?” For some reason my mind went blank. I think it was the tone of his voice that made me super nervous. It sounded like I was in trouble and I didn’t know why.

My mind quickly raced through the possibilities but I couldn’t think of anything I had done wrong or messed up on or didn’t tell him about.. while my mind was racing MrDom kept insisting I answer the question, “Owes you for what? What does he owe you?”

I guess because I was hesitating MrDom didn’t like that. He said “oh now you’re gonna get it slut” or something to that effect and stood up, walking over to his play bag.

“Look what you did! You got me in trouble!” I told the mutt. I was actually quite scared about what was coming. And confused. And then VERY scared when I saw what MrDom brought back.

It was the very evil stingy stick. Something he made from a car antenna. You guys, this thing looks innocent enough but it fucking hurts!! I hate hate hate hate the evil stingy stick!

MrDom told me to turn around on the couch and lift my skirt. I begged him not to do it but I knew it was no use. He had that determined air about him, where I know no amount of pleading or begging will change his mind.

So I complied. I knelt facing the back of the couch and lifted my skirt, feeling very exposed in the middle of the sit down area with my thong, garters and stockings showing.

And he wacked me several times with the stingy stick. Like hard you guys! This was definitely not funishment, it was punishment. And I still don’t know what for! But he’s the Daddy so if he says I deserve punishment, then that’s what I get.

I almost cried. My pride stopped me. I clung to him afterwards, wanting reassurance I was still his good girl.

And as for the mutt, after the punishment I looked over to where he was sitting and he was nowhere to be found. Smart little boy. He probably knew he was next!

After awhile MrDom announced it was time to play. When we got to the cross and he started setting up, I had overcome my punishment by then. I admit I was feeling a little bratty. I may have made a comment or two that I shouldn’t have. I may have hidden the evil stingy stick and made Daddy ask for it and second guess what he had done to it. What is wrong with me?! Sometimes I can’t seem to keep my mouth shut and behave!

Next thing I know MrDom was hitting and biting (and sucking, yum!) my breasts, making me face the crowd as he did this. I closed my eyes because … well because I’m shy and if my eyes are closed no one can see me!

He made me kneel and apologize before putting me up on the cross. We played a long time last night. I think. If felt long. Someone told me it was a long session. MrDom used all sorts of nasty instruments but I was blindfolded so I couldn’t tell you what they were. Canes. Paddles. His hands. Floggers. Cat o’ nines. And then the whips. Mmmmm his delicious whips. I’ve come to love them, respect them. I actually felt my body relax at the first sign of one, which is weird because I used to tense up.

Don’t get me wrong, they still sting and hurt like a mother fucker! But … I can’t explain. I think they put me in subspace more than anything else right now.

After we finished playing MrDom went over to participate in a group scene and told me to clean the cross. I was in the middle of wiping it down when the mutt appeared. So naturally I handed him the wipes and said “here clean this”. Which he did. It was the least he could do! Brat. Hehe

UPDATE: So MrDom read my blog and this happened:

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So not fair!! 🤨🤨

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