Finally had an opportunity for some much needed R&R this past weekend. Joined some very close friends up in eastern North Carolina for a little fun in the sun, shopping and doing what it is we do (or better known as WIIWD).
Shortly after arriving around noon on Saturday, I realized that I had no cell service, there was no internet service, no television – just peace and quiet. Without all the technological amenities I am accustomed to, I decided to just put on my bathing suit and head to the pool. A quick dip in the water felt wonderful and the next couple of hours was simply spent between laying in the sun and immersing myself in the cool water. Around 4pm, I returned to the apartment – showered, dressed and went to dinner with friends. When we walked into the restaurant, I immediately made a comment about a large wooden sign that had the name CHIANTI on it and how it would look better hanging in my dungeon! Dined on delicious angel hair pasta tossed with sun dried tomatoes, fresh basil and olive oil.
Arrived back at the apartment around 8 and chatted with friends until about 10. That is when the atmosphere took on a small energetic change. The lights were low, Miles Davis was playing on the stereo, the single tail whip came out, a female submissive stripped to her lovely flesh and guided to one of the bare walls. Her hands were gently placed about her head, her legs spread and not one person spoke a word. Hands danced over her body in time to the music, mesmerizing her mind to a higher plane, guiding her towards focusing on what was to come. The next track of the album started, and a hand slid into her hair, forcing her head forward to rest against the supporting wall and she was left alone, already floating in her own euphoria.
From a few feet back, the single tail started to wisp through the air, gauging the required distance to land it’s first mark upon her smooth, exposed skin. Slowly creeping closer, ever so lightly, until her hair started dancing under the tip and the single tail gently walked down her back, flicking her with butterfly kisses. She quietly moaned, not expecting this gentleness and started to sway with the music, and the single tail kept the gently beat. Coaxing her deeper into sublime.
For 45 minutes, she danced like a puppet to that single tail, the strokes growing in intensity, the energy rising to electrifying proportions – it was truly an awesome evening! Around midnight, we all headed to bed – although no one slept much Saturday night!!!
Sunday was spent group shopping at several local stores, then a few more hours in the sun by the pool and a sad farewell as the weekend came to a close and I headed back to South Carolina.
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