I’ve gone over the top once or twice during TAZapper sessions, but those were always little orgasms, not much more than what I call a sneeze orgasm. Xnxx WARNING! 🙂
End of entry for Day Twenty-Two
Maddi’s Diary, Day Twenty-Three, Saturday
Again, I am writing early on Sunday morning because I got in WAY too late last night to sit down and write anything. By the fifteenth stroke she was almost incoherent. I had to look twice to find me. I was floating on an endorphin high and not noticing how many swats she was delivering to my ass. By the tenth stroke, there was a single, dark purple, bleeding welt across Mistress Darlene’s ass and she was crying and begging for Mistress Trudy to stop. She walked with funny steps almost as if her ankles were bound together, but I could see nothing that was hobbling her. He won’t let me play, but I can watch and dream that it is me. I do the introductory stuff with restraint cuffs already in place on my wrists and ankles.
