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I should point out that despite the interesting new insight in how I deal with different types of pain, this was in no way a bad weekend.

It isn’ t even as if that ruined the scene. It was delicious up until then. And these things happen, something doesn’t work and snaps a headspace and then you take a breather and do something else. And after that there was a more restrictive tie, and some more knives which were fine since I had been… reset by then. 

 And the weekend included getting to cane someone (and it is always flattering for a masochist to tell you that you have more of a mean streak than she expected) and having someone give me a blowjob with my knife at her throat. (Which is more logistically difficult than one might expect, but still better than the cake I baked.)

 And, interestingly enough, of all the bites I received, the one that remains most noted by my body, and provokes a small smile of endorphin-fueled grinning whenever it gets bumped by something in my pocket, is the one I have on my thigh. Thus the one that "broke" me lingers the most sweetly.

All in all, I am not TOO torn up I missed the Flea (although there are reasons I am disappointed).

I am off visitng Rona for the weekend. Since we are dorks of epic stature, (albeit hot, sexy dorks), we negotiated a game of Vengeance Scrabble. The winner would administer as many strokes (cane/spank for her/me) to the loser.

I won by 13 points. (Pretty ballpark for our games, usually we are within 10.)

As you can see from her post, Vengeance Scrabble means no warm up. It is caning with a purpose, you see. 

 However, I was terribly nice and let her pick which cane.