Lolita Wolf's Predictions & Predilections

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September 20th, 2006 · No Comments

A date. Bratboy and me in the Dungeon Friday at Midnight. I walk in and he’s over on the mats waiting for me. I walk by him. “I just gotta pee first.”

I report back. “Strip.” I kick off my big Boss Wescos and get naked. Gee, I really hate being naked in public. Body issues. But I do it with no fuss.

So, Bratboy is new at rope and wanted someone to practice on. I had volunteered myself to him before the event. It was my only scheduled bottom scene.

He approached me earlier in the weekend.
“We still have a date, right?”
“Yes, of course.”
“What else can I do to you besides tie you up?”
“What else do you want to do?”
“Impact” He wanted to beat me.
“Okay.” I don’t like too much negotiation.

It was his first time tying someone up. I was pleased to take the cherry. I lay back on the mat and relaxed as he worked with the rope on my ankles and thighs. I did not interfere with advice. I just let him do his thing. Then my wrists were tied to the ankles and I was his to beat.

He began. “Ow! Ow! Ow!” It started hard and fast. “How about some warm-up. motherfucker!” I was already crying. My inner thighs took a brutal beating. He kept pulling nasty toys from his bag and hitting me. I wailed and I broke sown in sobs, the kind of sobs where you are crying so hard that it is difficult to breathe.The beating continued. Bratboy was not intimidated by my crying. He continued. He knows that I need to cry. I need to release toxic emotions that build up inside of me.

And then it was over and I could feel his body weight against me. And I became centered again.
“Oops! I got snot on your shirt.”
“It’s washable.”
I wiped my nose in his shirt some more.

At which point I noticed that I was really hungry. Dinner had sucked. You don’t go to camp for the food. Midnight snack was served from 12:30 to 1:30pm. It was 1:15pm. I wanted to go. We rushed outta there.

I was still totally buzzed and there was no way I could just go back to my cabin from Midnight snack. Viviane found me there. “Lolita, come back with me to the Polymorphous Perversions cabin,” she purred. Jefferson is there and he would love to see you.”

Viviane is a facilitator. I totally recognized that early on. She’s real smooth. I like her a lot. I went with her.

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