There was Trouble.

Psyche was reading Livejournal when I got the instruction to strip down and tie cords to the feet of my bed.

(Living in rented accomodation means that I've had to be a bit inventive with finding things to be tied to. My bed is on castors and doesn't have much of a head, so I've got four lengths of cord that we knot around them and then around me or Psyche when one of us needs restraining.)

When I'd finished, she had me come over to her and kneel by her feet. It was around this point that I realised I hadn't written for the deadline that Psyche set. Not knowing how to admit this, I kept quiet until she found out.

Normally when she spanks me she's quite gentle, but this time she really cut loose, using her hand and a plastic coathanger. When, as she sometimes does, she stopped and asked me how many strokes I'd had, I had to guess -- I'd started trying to count, but the pain had gotten in the way.

(What's really cruel is when she makes me keep track of the number of strokes to the left and right buttock simeltaneously.)

She turned me over and tied me down, leaving one arm and leg free, while she went downstairs for ice.

Ice is interesting to use; it's fun because it can be left on somebody while the Dom/me does something else. Psyche and I use it fairly infrequently -- I only get it when I've been really bad. Normally, we place it quite carefully on each other, in sensitive areas: chest, navel, breasts, and only very rarely on the genitals -- the stuff is painful enough as it is. I got one piece on my neck, one on my chest, and one in the dip of my stomach, which was enough to really make me whimper quite loud. Unfortunately, my Lady interpreted this as giggling, and thrashed me around some more; the ice got taken off for a while while she bit and pinched me (I'm extremely sensitive to this, especially in the skin near my nipples and thighs) and then

THREW

the cup full of ice back onto me.

I squealed quite a lot at that. Some of the ice had melted by then, so I was lying tied down with freezing water dripping all over my body, down my sides and into the small of my back. I'm quite glad my housemate was away for the weekend -- if she didn't know us better she might have come running in expecting to see me badly injured. I think Psyche even managed to scare herself a little with just how cold I was when she removed the ice.

The other part of the evening was spent punishing me for having looked at porn.

(Since I was about sixteen I've been fairly hooked on internet porn; I've recently decided to give this up, or at least transfer my attention to porn that's of a decent quality. We've agreed that Suicide Girls -- which was what I'd been looking at -- is allowable, and therefore something which can feature in our scenes. Anything else would be serious -- we don't let issues into our scenes.)

Psyche had me kneel and tied me in what she calls the triangle position. It's one which we've only just tried, where I kneel up and she ties my wrists and ankles. If I was on my front this'd be hogtying, but we both think that's an ugly name. She then logged onto the site which I'd been watching and looked through the pictures herself, stopping to comment on them and to play with me from time to time. The tying didn't come through quite right -- it's the first time we've tried tying me in this position and we still need to work out the right way to tie the knots -- so she had me kneel on the bed with my face in the pillow while she looked at the rest of the pictures.

By now we were both getting very excited. Psyche sat on the edge of the bed and made me kneel on the floor and kiss her pussy. Oral sex is something that turns me on fantastically -- it captures everything that the domme/sub relationship is about for me. Next she had me kneel in what we've dubbed the toy position: this is where she lies as if to receive missionary-position sex, but I'm only allowed close enough for her to use my erect penis to tease her clit. One of the things about this position is that my Lady often finds it difficult to hold back from full-on fucking once this has started. This was one of those occasions.