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Emperor1956 -> RE: Unintentional little things that have a big impact (9/19/2008 10:55:08 AM)
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I have three that come to mind, and two are musically related, actually:
1. I was involved in a heavy whipping/spanking scene and about 3 hours in, having used paddles, razor strops and a snake whip on her, while I was using a buggy whip on her back and ass, she sort of rolled to one side just as I let go of a stroke. The whip wrapped and the cracker landed on that soft space about an inch below the belly button. She was shaved, and there was immediately about a 1" welt, with a bit of blood. She moaned and went right off into a very intense orgasm (she would have orgasms that -- especially when she was bound -- were almost like seizures). I rode it out with her, made sure everything was ok, and cooled us both down. Later she said that that one stroke, and the feeling of the welt on her belly, was all that she really remembered in the entire scene. I remember thinking that was my favorite mistake.
2. In a semi-public party dungeon in Las Vegas a few years ago, some moron puts on the soundtrack from Schindler's List as "scene music". If that weren't bad enough, the cut they chose is the instrumental based on the traditional Yom Kippur prayer of "kol nidre" -- a beautiful, haunting melody that is unmistakeable to any Jew who has the least bit of religious background. Kol nidre is the most important single prayer from the most important single day in the Jewish calendar, and there is NOTHING about that prayer or that day you want during a scene. Trust me. I froze. My slave (not Jewish) looks up because she can sense that something has stopped Me, and I'm basically stricken. Ruined the whole scene for Me and when I walked over to the CD player and changed it, this idiot says "well I thought it was good scene music because it didn't have words". Feh.
3. Same slave, an evening in the long-gone "Shadowfind" dungeon in Niles, MI. We've been playing all day, on and off. There are 3 other couples in this TINY little space that used to serve as the downstairs dungeon. Enigma or something is playing on the CD player. The disk ends, and this goofy "Irish Rovers" type music comes on. Like a collection of reels and jigs. Now I love Celtic music, but this was the worst of the "diddly-diddly" style, and it was really silly. And really not fitting for the spanks, slaps, grunts, moans and groans going on all around. I start talking in my wee little leperchaun voice and doing a little jig as I'm flogging My slave. Someone giggles something about her "lucky charms". Soon everyone in the space is laughing and making silly jokes and any "serious" B/D/S/M behavior is out the window.
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