ResidentSadist
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Joined: 2/11/2007 From: a mean old Daddy, but I like you - Joni Mitchell Status: offline
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-=The Summer From Hell=- . . . 2 boxes of 14 ga needles have been sitting unopened for the past 3 months. Sometimes life isn't a bowl of cherries and this summer was an example of that. "Life" wasn't so good. I am running a third business now. But bribery paid for new unfounded government regulations, crushing my new business investment 2 weeks after my cash outlay for raw materials. It was such a crooked deal 8 members of the FDA were indicted on the RICO act. Eventually most of the regs will be overturned. But I am screwed for now. My sub contractor (vitamin bottling plant) for my other company went out of business w/o notice. So my main business of 20 years was temporarily shut down w/o product. I have been jumping through so many hoops that I feel like kangaroo with a bad back. The slave/wife has been working two jobs. She was working 3 doubles on the weekend at her regular job and picked up a shift at another hospital. But this summer her regular job called her for yet another double to cover a staff shortage. 4 doubles and a regular shift is breaking her back (she stands up at work). We are both exhausted, broke and were even too tired to go out on date night and see the debut of Suicide Squad. All this hasn't helped our sex life either. Neither of us are much into vanilla sex and she is in so much pain, torturing her with more pain hasn't been so appealing. Conflicting schedules doesn't help either. . . . oh trust me, I believe in priorities and our relationship comes first, except when raw survival is on the line. So now we are both financial slaves torturing ourselves to get over this hump. All this pressure is breaking out backs... literally. This summer we both had to go to the doctor for back pain. We ended up in physical therapy and pain management for our aching backs. But despite all the financial pressure, schedule conflicts and sparse kink, our romance remains strong. But, I haven't stuck a needle in my slave or pulled a knife on her in months and her chain is getting dusty. Our BDSM connection has been reduced to the daily protocols and occasional light bedroom spankings . . . a deep sadistic hunger is building up. I should probably photograph our next scene, it's gonna' be a doozy. Despite the lack of edge play, we still attend each other faithfully in other ways. On Mondays when she comes home aching from the weekend I rub the Rx cream on her back and give her a massage with one one of those Swedish massagers that straps to the back of your hand. On the weekends she stops at Dunkin' Donuts on the way home from work and buys breakfast so I wake up to breakfast in bed with hot coffee. During the week I cook a nice meal for her and bring it to her in bed. We have taken the time to share the new expansion pack for our fav video game. So our BDSM fairy tale like "life is good" story got injected with a dose of vanilla survival strife this summer and we have been running on minimum BDSM activities. "Life" may have been a little rough lately . . . but "we are good." Our relationship is doing well. She brought me flowers the other day for no reason at all . . . just because. She is such a sweetheart. In due time I will dust off her chain, break out those boxes of needles, spill some blood and get our kink back up to par. In the meantime, I will enjoy our romance and "stop to smell the flowers."
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-=BDSM Book List=- Reading is Fundamental !!! I give good thread.
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