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I have a regular masochist now who I freakin LOVE. Besides being a very sweet, thoughtful, creative (he's always making new evil toys for me to use on him and he also does cartoons of me), submissive man, he lets me do and try anything my little sadistic heart desires. Actually I wouldn't call him a masochist, so much as a sadist fetishist. He doesn't really get off on the pain, but rather on making the sadist happy. But he can take A LOT. Friday night's session started with some over the knee spanking, to warm him up - followed by corporal and a heavy caning (about 50 hard strokes) - followed by a whipping with my new single tail ( a first for him) - followed by ball kneeing and kicking in high heels - followed by hot wax all over his cock, balls, and nipples (a first for him) - followed by cigarette burning on and around his cock and balls (first for both of us) - and the for finale, he produced an exacto knife, saying how he knew I'd been wanting to try cutting and how he thought a V (for Varla, my Mistress name) right above his cock would be appropriate. I was already flying really high at this point and with about a second of doubt, picked up the knife and got to work. (Yes I took all the necessary safety/health precautions, I just didn't feel like mentioning that part.) Then I took pictures. (The white stuff is leftover wax, ok)

It was beautiful and fascinating. I watched, mesmerized, as crimson pooled in the lines. He said later that one of his favorite parts of the session was watching the funny little smile on my face as I did it all. Each new time we meet I am going to do another letter, until I finish my name. Not bad for someone who used to have a fear of blood.
And I'm still flying high today.
I must be sick in the head

Oh and I got a new single tail whip! I'll be whipping the flames off candles some day. You think I'm kidding? Move over, Catwoman.