Good Friday

No, we are not religious. Still, what a great opportunity to "repent" and "suffer" for sins. So, here i am. tied to the Cross - the St. Andrew's Cross. I have been scorged with a cat. No blood, thank the Lord, but welts. Beautiful red welts. I feel the heat from them radiate throughout my body. My shoulders, ass, thighs, calves - all marked by His hand. Now,  He unties me, turns me so my marks are against the Cross. He reties me - securely. No way can I move to avoid anything he has planned (not that I want to.) Fire shoots through my cunt. He's applying the cat to it now. I scream, thrashing my head. He says nothing, just continues His minstrations. Finally, he stops, but only to retrieve a new device. Thorns. He runs the rose stem over my breasts, gently, slowly. The thorns snag slightly on my delicate skin and I wince. This many not seem like much, but I will feel these pinpoints of agony for days. Down my stomach, my inner thighs he runs the stem, lightly pricking my skin. He stands, kisses me and I no longer feel any pain. His hand reaches for a nipple while his mouth devours mine. He pulls, twists. I cry out against his mouth but he continues. After a time, he moves to the other nipple and it too receives the same treatment. I gasp when he pulls away. He steps to the table holding his toys. He holds up a pair of nipple clips. He tweaks the already tender nipple and mercilessly attaches the clip, screwing the device down until I am begging for mercy. Once both nipples are clipped He kneels before me, his mouth on my swollen cunt, two fingers in my ass. I come. Screaming his name. I hear him laugh. Now, he stands, reaches for a metal egg. I whimper. He just smiles at me and proceeds to fill my ass with the hard, cold egg. I wince at its intrusion and then sigh in relief when it settles. I feel full, kept, used. His.

Now he unties me, holding me to keep me from falling. He carries me to the bed. My whole body is a mass of exposed nerves, which is exactly what he wanted. Finally. Finally he takes me. Fills my cunt with his sword. Again, no mercy. he fucks me hard and I orgasm the moment he enters me. Too quickly, he also cums, filling me with his seed.

"Ready for the Centurians?" he asks.
"That's right. Now that you're all prepared, I have a few soldiers waiting to use you as well. When they finish, it's my turn again. Then, I'll take your ass. You will be ravaged all day long. Questions?"

"No, Sir. But thank you."

Testing

This will be our little experiment.  My girl needs more discipline at times. Sure, we have our weekly maintenance, but at times, my hand is simply not enough. Therefore, today, I've decided that we will test out a variety of implements. One at a time. Slowly. She is blindfolded so that she can judge by feel alone. I will not touch her except with the leather. She is to remain in position without restraints. I will allow no more than one minute between strikes. One mark per implement. One strike. When I finish, she will tell me which she preferred. Which stung the most. Which left the longest sting after the strike. Which she fears the most. Then, I will turn her over, use the back side of her body. Strike again - just once - with the three choices. Finally, I will decide which brought the desired reaction, felt the most comfortable in my hand, left the most interesting mark.

And so we begin.

TPE - Total Power Exchange

The term TPE is often used in BDSM, but I have found that it is generally misunderstood. Total - complete. Power - control. Exchange - offering something of yours for something in return.

Most people, even those in the lifestyle, simply see this as the submissive giving control of his or her body over tho the dominant. While this is, in fact, true, this does not constitute an exchange, but rather a gift. The other side of the coin which is often overlooked is that the dominant also gives control to the submissive. (For simplicity's sake, I'm going to use the masculine as the dominant and the feminine as the submissive.)

Think of it this way. You are in an office. You are the Boss's right hand man. You present ideas to your boss. She has given you the control, the ability, the duty to come up with ideas and to institute them - but only based upon her

approval. The Boss says Yes or No. If the Boss says NO, then the idea is dropped. If the Boss says YES, run with it. You, the right hand man, now have control of the situation.

This, in essence, is a TPE. In actuality, the Boss is the submissive. She listens to the Dominant's ideas, schemes, plans, desires. He, then, has given her control of agreeing with his ideas or vetoing them. She has given him control of coming up with the ideas. Thus, an exchange of power.