Strange Week

Warning:  Parts are NSFW

Last week was a really strange week for me.  Saturday night I went to the local BDSM dungeon and met a friend there.  I was really interested in some play time with him and hoping I could get to know his Dominant style.  I love a good sadist that can bring me to the edge of my limits physically and mentally, but hold me back before falling off the edge.  I prefer physical pain through impact play for the most part but the friend I was meeting enjoys sensory play. 

The session turned out okay.  I wasn’t into it as much as I wanted to be.  Unfortunately, the dungeon was a little crowded and with so much going on around me I couldn’t keep connected due to my ADD.  I kept shifting my focus all over the place and I couldn’t relax.  This is why I typically enjoy pain over sensation play.  The pain forces me to focus because I have to deal with the resulting discomfort which usually allows me to float away into subspace.

After the play session I got in some cuddle time with him which was fantastic.  I absolutely enjoyed sitting in his arms, feeling warm and safe, while everyone went about their business around us.  I love watching the scenes in the dungeon from afar this way.  It’s relaxing and stimulating all at the same time.

Sunday morning I had plans to go to Disney with my roommate and girlfriend.  My roommate’s friends were in town from up north and planned a day at Disney.  I heard my roommate leave but she never bothered to wake me up.  I was a little taken aback but it is what it is.  This gave me the chance to get up and get ready for the day at my own pace.

I got out of bed, made myself a healthy breakfast and got dressed for the day.  Afterwards, I drove down to Hollywood Studios and truly enjoyed the morning drive and the beautiful day.  I felt relaxed and in my own space, not even a crowd of people surrounding me could make me feel anxious today.  I was looking forward to meandering through the park in my own little headspace for the day.

When I finally met up with roomie and her friends, I realized quickly that I was going to be baggage that wasn’t necessary considering they had all gotten their fast passes for the day and planned out their adventures.  Since I got there late, I could not sync my fast pass options with theirs and therefore could not ride with them.  Since I didn’t want to feel out of place, I decided to venture out for the day on my own so I called my friend from last night and asked him to join me (he works for Disney and can get in anytime).

While he was on his way, I stopped and ate a caramel peanut apple.  Oh my goodness it was delicious.  I so love caramel apples.  It also felt great to sit and eat my apple with no agenda for the day, no specific place to be, and no cares at all.  This is truly becoming a great day.

My friend shows up and we hit Star Tours, the Star Wars ride.  I LOVE LOVE LOVE Star Wars!  I don’t like the ride.  It was a 3-D simulator ride and I got sick.  I knew I would but I wanted to try it again.  Oh well.

As we left the ride, I found this incredibly cute Jedi outfit for my stuffie bear.  My friend bought it with his discount.  I’ve been sleeping with it every night since bringing the outfit home.  At first, I worried it would fit but as you can see below it fits great!

We walked and talked and eventually made our way to Magic Kingdom.  We checked out the Haunted Mansion first but the wait time was extraordinarily long and so not worth it.  I love the Hall of Presidents so we went there instead.  I cry every time I’m so sappy and patriotic.  Especially toward the end when they show the military heroes.

We kept walking and talking through the park afterwards.  He showed me all the changes that have been made since the last time I have been to the park.  It is incredible what the Imagineers have done with Fantasyland!  From there, we hopped on Tomorrowland’s Transit Authority People Mover.  It’s normally a nice, slow ride around Tomorrowland.  Not this time.

Shortly after we got on the ride stopped while we were on a bridge looking down at the Tomorrowland Speedway.  Some loud noise kept buzzing over our heads on the intercom but we didn’t think anything of it.  We figured someone needed assistance with getting on or off the ride but then it started taking quite a while to get moving again.  After about 15 minutes of waiting, a group of Tomorrowland employees make their way down the tracks to our tram and ask us to exit.  This had me cracking up.  We were being evacuated from the ride because our tram, and only our tram, was dysfunctional.  Everyone else’s was fine.

We walked across the bridge and back down a maintenance stairwell through some guy’s office.  As we left, they gave us fast passes to use for certain rides.  Between the two of us, we picked up four of them.  We used these to ride The Haunted Mansion and Pirates of the Caribbean.  After we decided we were tired and left the park to meet at Chevy’s for a Tex-Mex dinner.  From there, the day ended and not a moment too soon as my feet and lower back were feeling the day.  It was a great day though and I loved every second.

Now Monday is where things get a little weird.  I was messaged by a man on OKCupid a few days before where I have a dating profile setup.  He is only 27 years old which is much younger than me but he was kind of cute so I figured I’d give him a chance.  He rarely gets a few days off and he really wanted to meet so I agreed to go to his place for him to cook dinner.

I know what you’re thinking; I should meet in public first.  Yes, I know this but I’m not really afraid either and I wanted to see what he’s all about.  A concern of mine is that he feels everyone is beneath him and has little compassion for other people.  I, on the other hand, have an extraordinary amount of compassion for other people and feel we are all equals.  However, I wanted to give him a chance since I figured maybe this is just his initial persona and he might not actually be so bad.  Boy was I wrong.

I get to his place and instantly I knew there was trouble with this one.  He’s 5’3” while I am 5’6”.  As soon as I walk in the door, I am looking down on him and I’m only wearing sneakers.  I like men to be taller than me.  I want to be able to rest my head against his chest or snuggle my face into his neck as we hug.  I could almost rest my cheek on the top of his head when we hugged.

As we sat down to talk, he started tickling me.  I’m not cool with this until I get to know you.  Because he fights MMA, he was much stronger than me and was able to pin me down.  That’s strike two (strike one was the height).  Then as we started talking, it was clear that his “everyone is beneath me” attitude is not just a first impression but who he really is.  When I asked about if he believes in G-d, he goes off on me about being an atheist.  Normally I can handle this but when I asked about what happens to him when he dies, he got even more animated and said that nothing happens to us and he wish he were there now.

At that moment I couldn’t take anymore.  That was strike three.  I got up and walked out.  As I approached the door he asked, “So I guess this is over?”  My only response was, “What does the door tell you?”  That’s when I slammed the door and left.

I messaged my friend Scott.  I could really use a sexual release right about now and, well, Scott and I have this benefit arrangement that works for us.  He meets me at World of Beer.  We each drink two beers and head back to my place.  Oh how I love that Scott is a Dominant.  I strip naked for him on command in the bathroom and then take his clothes off of him too. 

We step into the shower and he starts soaping me up.  I bend over, letting the water and soapy bubbles run down my back when he starts sliding his cock into my ass.  The pain mixed with the pleasure was sending incredible singles to my brain and I couldn’t focus.  He did this a couple times while I was bent over and that’s when I started feeling heat rising across the back of my neck and a prickly feeling as if I was going to be sick.

I don’t remember much after that because the next thing I was conscious of was him standing over me tapping my face.  Somehow I found my way to the base of the tub and I was laying there looking up at him.  What happened?

He helped me to stand and explained I passed out on him.  I’m not sure how that happened or why.  I put my arms around him and he held me but that’s all I remember because I was again in the base of the tub looking up at him saying my name several times.  I must have passed out a second time.

Fearing this was going to happen again, I shut off the water and he helped me get out.  Unknowing what caused me to suddenly lose consciousness I ran to my kitchen and grabbed a buddy fruit.  

I started feeling better after getting out of the shower and my mind started working again but I’m still a little freaked out about it.  I have never lost consciousness like that with any warning.  I’m also not a small woman which meant that Scott caught me in the shower.  My embarrassment level was off the chart.  Scott was so kind.  He tried to reassure me that I'm not as heavy as I think I am but part of me knows that I am.

I sat down with him on the bed and feeling myself reach normalcy again we continued on with our evening.  I had an incredible time and he left me a few marks on my ass to remind me of our night for several days.  At the end, he stayed the night with me which felt great too.  It was nice to be able to snuggle up to a warm body rather than a furry stuffie bear.

I still don’t know what made me pass out.  My thoughts are either hypoglycemic shock since I drank two beers with no dinner or possibly alcohol plus blood pressure medicine plus heat from the shower caused my blood pressure to plummet.  Either way, I’m fine now and I’ve had no further episodes.  I’m not going to worry about it.