3 hours of sessions have me really zapped tonight, but I am still going to visit Deana at 735 for cocktails, and bring her some of the chicken parmasean and linguini I cooked for dinner.

Jacque is staying home.

I will probably come home early, I was home by 1 a.m. last night, that is extremely early for me.

The first session today was a slow crawl for me, I had to slow down my delight in sadism so this subby could keep up. I went even slower the last time he was here, but I am trying to push and expand his limits so we can be on the same page, and so he can soar off the endorphines.

The second session was 2 hours, and extremely fun. He was a brit. Very very willing to fullfil my needs as a sadist beyond what he once saw as his limits. I must have brought him into a new head space through is atleast 3 times, crossing his threshold s to 3 new levels. I particularly loved the nearly 5 pounds hanging from a rope, through an eyebolt on the suspension frame that was attatched on the other end to his nipples that had been pressed squeazed and tortured with chopsticks. The excruciating pull was almost too much for this mountainous man, but he took it all for me.

He even took all the voltage of both the PES and the Folsom 202Max beyond where he thought he could go. I coaxed him further and further past his begging, and then he would find a calm space on the otherside and a high once his body acclimated. I had to get the Folsom because it is stronger and more severe than the PES unit. He took it for me, and took it several more times, and I loved it.