June 17 - Happy Birthday to me!
I had my 33rd birthday on Friday.
Peter, who writes Diary of a Slut and is one of the reviewers on Jane's Guide came and stayed the weekend with us and we had a fabulous time.
There were many many times over the last year for me where I truly did not believe I was going to have a 33rd birthday, with the severity of my depression. A lot of my dysfunctional thinking even had me occasionally fantasizing that my birthday might be the ideal day to commit suicide so that the people left behind to grieve me, wouldn't have two major grief anniversaries. Since people who have lost loved ones often feel the most on anniversary dates such as the date of the death, and the birthday, I though combining them would lessen the blow in years to come. There are studies that show that people with depression who have a strong personality trait to please others, are often at more risk for suicide - so I guess that my bizarre mental processing fits the pattern.
Anyways enough of my ongoing gloom and doom. I had a great birthday weekend. Not that I didn't have my times of internal struggle going on. But overall everything was very positive. I worked hard to focus on the positive and not dwell on things that would be painful for me.
There was a By Invitation Only BDSM play party the night of my birthday, so we all signed up to go. Peter, Wolfe, and I went, and I met my friend Butterfly there as well, and met her cute new girlfriend. I started my evening early Topping Butterfly, and enjoying it thoroughly. It was a scene where we did a lot of laughing both of us. I was in purely selfish mode, it was *my* birthday after all. See Peter brought all these toys I'd never used before, and I wanted to try them all out on butterfly, so as soon as she was starting to get really into something, and into the zone, I was off grabbing something new. For her I don't think it was the best session we'd ever had together, but it was fun, and bonding, and full of giggles. The other consideration, is I've had so little physical exercise lately that I just couldn't dish it out as usual, so I had to stop sooner that I would ideally have liked to. We both had a nice healthy glow afterwards, and lots of smiles, so all in all it was all good. I have to take into consideration too that she now as a regular ongoing relationship with a Top who is a pro, and who really really works her over on a regular basis, so she's gotten use to taking some pretty extreme punishment.
So, once I was done there, there was a very brief pause in activity while we decided on a play station where I could get my birthday spanks in.
Peter and Wolfe used saran and pallet wrap to secure me to a bench and to wrap my body, torso and upper legs. They worked me over through the pallet wrap, then cut away some of the wrap and worked me over, then removed the wrap and kept working me over. It was amazing. I'll be black and blue for a while yet. There were a lot of toys in the arsenal and I enjoyed them all, I even had some little baby single tail kisses, I've never had a single tail used on me. Also I was flogged with an intact deer hide, about a four foot square piece of hide. The closest sensation I'd felt to that was a t-ball bat, it was really really thuddy and intense, I think out of all the toys I enjoyed that one the most, it packed a wallop.
All in all it was a beautiful birthday night.
The next day was fun too, we slept in, had a hearty breakfast, and then went to an early matinee of Spider man. Then we checked out the beautiful little garden we have in our China town, and went home to rest up a bit again. Then some other friends of ours, the girls, came over and we went to have dinner in Chinatown and visit the China town night market. Wolfe left to take one of the girls to the hospital as she had injured herself earlier in the day, and the rest of us browsed the market for treasures. Peter bought me some lucky coins, that I've hung by my computer for some good financial Feng Shui.
There are so many details I could go into throughout the weekend, so it's hard to know what to get into and what not to.
Another one of my highlights was actually taking pictures of Peter, like many of us, me included, he was self conscious of his tummy in the photos, but I found him incredibly photogenic. He's a big solid man, and he has a big bear belly, and he's one of those men that can wear it well. With a broad back, strong arms, tattoos, and long hair and beard, it looks like a complete parcel. I would absolutely love to take pictures of him engaging in BDSM scenes with men or women, he just exudes power. I'd particularly like to take pictures of him with a male bottom, for Wolfe's website, because, well, it would be really hot.
So thanks Peter for being part of a really incredible weekend.
You even motivated me to get on my butt and sit down and write an entry, so kudos for you.
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XO
Katt
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