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These usually just go in my blog, but this one contained enough tickling that I thought I would post here. 🙂
Is it lame for me to consistently begin a blog with "Wow, what a weekend!"? I hope not, but even if so, wow, what a weekend! Miss Lee and I took another whirlwind roadtrip that involved a stop in CT to pick up our friend Morgan, a VNV Nation concert in NYC (with Morgan's significant other, David, along with a couple other friends. Then off to our hotel in Princeton where we spent two nights, and a house party put on by the Philly Hypnosis Group.
I had a rough drive to CT - I was in such a dazed, zombie-like state since I had had no sleep since Wednesday, when I found out I would be laid off effective May 1. By the time we reached Morgan's, Miss Lee kindly sent me to the back seat to sleep, which is exactly what I did until we got to the city and parked the car. We proceeded to walk around for a couple of hours until we were meeting the others for dinner. We went in some really cool little stores and I wished I had planned for Christmas shopping!
Fast forward: dinner, concert, (About the band: VNV Nation is mostly trance music, heavy on the beat. Some of their songs were pretty catchy, and a few of them were not my style, but all of them involved flashy lights and hypnotic visuals, and that's all it took for me to be under for much of the concert. We chilled at a diner afterward, and then the four of us headed to our hotel in Princeton. I don't think anyone was awake for long after we got to our room. I was careful and stayed on my side of the bed. 🙂
Saturday was lovely - we slept in, walked over to a little mall, got a bite, and then Miss Lee and I hung out by the pool in the afternoon. She read and swam, and I fell asleep on a lounge chair before I could even get my clothes off. >.< It was so nice to relax, though. We napped again in the room before the four of us started getting ready for the hypno house party. I wore my awesome new Hello Kitty party dress. I got tons of compliments! Maybe more adults appreciate HK than I realized. =^.^=
We mingled, had some yummy food, I made a mean mojito (by following her direct instructions), and mingled some more. It's always fun and interesting to talk about hypnosis with new people. And this was a whole new crowd. Such a good time! Though this was a play party, I wasn't 100% sure if we would play or not... I go without expecting it, and if it happens, I'm always tickled pink (wa wa waaaa). Our friend Morgan is a rope enthusiast (or can I just say fetishist? hehehe) and she always has gorgeous colored rope with her. The three of us went to the basement, which was a comfortable, dimly lit den-like room. We cozied up on a couch and this is where my memory starts to get fuzzy. At first I remember being self-conscious because it seemed like everyone else in the room was watching us (I don't know if they actually were), and Miss Lee started tickling me, and Morgan was doing things with rope, and then they started doing a rope/tickle/trance sort of thing, and Miss Lee was knocking me out, bringing me back, down, up, down, up, and at the same time M was doing all sorts of crazy, intricate knots and ties on my wrists and ankles and pulling and moving in such a hypnotic way. I would fight sleep while she was tickling me silly, because I have this thing about being tickled into a trance - it's almost like it's forced upon me. It feels unnatural to give in and let go in that way. Yet it happens just the same. This went on for what seemed like either moments, or hours.
By the time that was over, I was high, loopy, and fractionated. All good things to be. 🙂 I think we went to the hottub pretty much right away. It was outside, freezing, and surrounded by a big, beautiful deck. The air was icy but the water was fabulous. The lovely hostess gave us robes to use along with our towels. We just sunk into the water. I can only sit in hot water for a few minutes at a time, so I spent some of the time sitting on the edge until I was cold again. Some of this is still fuzzy (which is a great reason to blog about it before I forget what I do remember), but Miss Lee started playing with triggers in the water. I was having a difficult time moving around due to being so fractionated and overloaded with endorphins that when she started tickling me in the water, Morgan gave me "water wings" (which consisted of her holding my arms back and laying across her lap), and I felt a strong loss of control of what my body was doing. I wanted to sit, but I was stuck, and then all of me that was in the water just floated to the surface. My owner, being the sadist that she is, cruelly tickled spots that I hate (all while hypnotically turning my volume down so I didn't disturb any neighbors) like my very lower belly - one fingernail along that bikini line, omgwtfbbq, and pressing her thumbs rapidly and repeatedly into my inner thigh crease - she flicks that tendon down there and it makes me want to cut my legs off. I was surprised I didn't unintentionally drown all three of us as a result.
I vaguely remember getting out of the hottub and going inside, where we changed into dry clothes - I brought jammies and put them on - and went back downstairs. We found a comfy chair where Miss Lee got comfy, and I sat opposite her on the ottoman and started giving her a foot massage. We attracted a couple of people who sweetly thought it was a service being provided that anyone could get in line for. They were super nice though, so although my massages are for One only, we did discuss techniques and other things, and then the other submissive gave his Mistress a foot massage as well. Miss Lee even demonstrated her techniques on me, and I am not accustomed to massages - so it felt especially good to me. We started playing with triggers again, and I was sort of laying squished between her and the arm of the chair. She would trigger, tickle, mimic my laugh (hee hee hee NEGATIVE!) and I would slowly try to catch her fingers. So, so slowly. My reflexes were definitely not catlike. They were turtle-like at best. I vividly remember the sensations, as she wasn't torturing, just gently stroking, and going in and out of trance. It was rather euphoric.
We caught wind of there being fire play setup downstairs, so we went down there to check it out. Someone was curious and wanted to try, but was nervous and hoped to see it done on someone else first. So guess who offered who as a demoee? And guess who didn't object? 😉 We've done fire play before, but it was with the violet wand. This was different. And it was someone else operating, not Miss Lee, so naturally I was a little nervous. She assured me she would hold my hands, so I modestly took my top off (without showing anything!) and laid down on the massage table. I was gripping her hands and keeping my face as close to her as I could, and then the warm sensations came. It was lovely. He used some flash cotton, which was new to me, and overall it was a lovely experience. Miss Lee has a trigger which she likes to use in some situations, which ensures that the only voice I can hear is hers, which comes in very useful for concentration and/or just blissing out and being able to concentrate on the sensations, which comes in very handy at times like this one.
By that point, I was completely blissed out, and we headed back to our hotel not too long after. The one negative of the weekend: our room's heater was broken, and stuck on! I was fussing that it was too hot in the room, and Miss Lee put me to bed. But then I remember waking up hearing David on the phone telling the front desk that our heater wouldn't shut off. I never fully woke up, but I felt completely miserable (we were all roasting), and I wanted to sit up and do something about it, but I didn't seem capable. My owner lovingly covered me in a cool, damp towel, moving it from place to place. I think I fell asleep some time later. Eventually the heater shut off. The front desk told us we were screwed until maintenance got there in the morning, but by then we had checked out. The gentleman at the desk when we checked out was very kind and comped our room for that night. I never fully woke up on my own, I only remember feeling light tickles and struggling to both open my eyes and to make the tickling stop. Eventually I managed to open my eyes. 😉
We made our way back to the party house to socialize for a bit before leaving. On the drive back, Morgan read The Velveteen Rabbit aloud. I cried. It just so happens that I travel with my small bunny companion of 28 years. I pulled him out of my backpack while she read. One of my favorite quotes of all time comes from that book:
“‘Real isn’t how you are made,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘It’s a thing that happens to you…’
‘Does it hurt?’ asked the Rabbit.
‘Sometimes,’ said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. ‘When you are Real, you don’t mind being hurt…It doesn’t happen all at once,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t often happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.’ ” -Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit
Is it lame for me to consistently begin a blog with "Wow, what a weekend!"? I hope not, but even if so, wow, what a weekend! Miss Lee and I took another whirlwind roadtrip that involved a stop in CT to pick up our friend Morgan, a VNV Nation concert in NYC (with Morgan's significant other, David, along with a couple other friends. Then off to our hotel in Princeton where we spent two nights, and a house party put on by the Philly Hypnosis Group.
I had a rough drive to CT - I was in such a dazed, zombie-like state since I had had no sleep since Wednesday, when I found out I would be laid off effective May 1. By the time we reached Morgan's, Miss Lee kindly sent me to the back seat to sleep, which is exactly what I did until we got to the city and parked the car. We proceeded to walk around for a couple of hours until we were meeting the others for dinner. We went in some really cool little stores and I wished I had planned for Christmas shopping!
Fast forward: dinner, concert, (About the band: VNV Nation is mostly trance music, heavy on the beat. Some of their songs were pretty catchy, and a few of them were not my style, but all of them involved flashy lights and hypnotic visuals, and that's all it took for me to be under for much of the concert. We chilled at a diner afterward, and then the four of us headed to our hotel in Princeton. I don't think anyone was awake for long after we got to our room. I was careful and stayed on my side of the bed. 🙂
Saturday was lovely - we slept in, walked over to a little mall, got a bite, and then Miss Lee and I hung out by the pool in the afternoon. She read and swam, and I fell asleep on a lounge chair before I could even get my clothes off. >.< It was so nice to relax, though. We napped again in the room before the four of us started getting ready for the hypno house party. I wore my awesome new Hello Kitty party dress. I got tons of compliments! Maybe more adults appreciate HK than I realized. =^.^=
We mingled, had some yummy food, I made a mean mojito (by following her direct instructions), and mingled some more. It's always fun and interesting to talk about hypnosis with new people. And this was a whole new crowd. Such a good time! Though this was a play party, I wasn't 100% sure if we would play or not... I go without expecting it, and if it happens, I'm always tickled pink (wa wa waaaa). Our friend Morgan is a rope enthusiast (or can I just say fetishist? hehehe) and she always has gorgeous colored rope with her. The three of us went to the basement, which was a comfortable, dimly lit den-like room. We cozied up on a couch and this is where my memory starts to get fuzzy. At first I remember being self-conscious because it seemed like everyone else in the room was watching us (I don't know if they actually were), and Miss Lee started tickling me, and Morgan was doing things with rope, and then they started doing a rope/tickle/trance sort of thing, and Miss Lee was knocking me out, bringing me back, down, up, down, up, and at the same time M was doing all sorts of crazy, intricate knots and ties on my wrists and ankles and pulling and moving in such a hypnotic way. I would fight sleep while she was tickling me silly, because I have this thing about being tickled into a trance - it's almost like it's forced upon me. It feels unnatural to give in and let go in that way. Yet it happens just the same. This went on for what seemed like either moments, or hours.
By the time that was over, I was high, loopy, and fractionated. All good things to be. 🙂 I think we went to the hottub pretty much right away. It was outside, freezing, and surrounded by a big, beautiful deck. The air was icy but the water was fabulous. The lovely hostess gave us robes to use along with our towels. We just sunk into the water. I can only sit in hot water for a few minutes at a time, so I spent some of the time sitting on the edge until I was cold again. Some of this is still fuzzy (which is a great reason to blog about it before I forget what I do remember), but Miss Lee started playing with triggers in the water. I was having a difficult time moving around due to being so fractionated and overloaded with endorphins that when she started tickling me in the water, Morgan gave me "water wings" (which consisted of her holding my arms back and laying across her lap), and I felt a strong loss of control of what my body was doing. I wanted to sit, but I was stuck, and then all of me that was in the water just floated to the surface. My owner, being the sadist that she is, cruelly tickled spots that I hate (all while hypnotically turning my volume down so I didn't disturb any neighbors) like my very lower belly - one fingernail along that bikini line, omgwtfbbq, and pressing her thumbs rapidly and repeatedly into my inner thigh crease - she flicks that tendon down there and it makes me want to cut my legs off. I was surprised I didn't unintentionally drown all three of us as a result.
I vaguely remember getting out of the hottub and going inside, where we changed into dry clothes - I brought jammies and put them on - and went back downstairs. We found a comfy chair where Miss Lee got comfy, and I sat opposite her on the ottoman and started giving her a foot massage. We attracted a couple of people who sweetly thought it was a service being provided that anyone could get in line for. They were super nice though, so although my massages are for One only, we did discuss techniques and other things, and then the other submissive gave his Mistress a foot massage as well. Miss Lee even demonstrated her techniques on me, and I am not accustomed to massages - so it felt especially good to me. We started playing with triggers again, and I was sort of laying squished between her and the arm of the chair. She would trigger, tickle, mimic my laugh (hee hee hee NEGATIVE!) and I would slowly try to catch her fingers. So, so slowly. My reflexes were definitely not catlike. They were turtle-like at best. I vividly remember the sensations, as she wasn't torturing, just gently stroking, and going in and out of trance. It was rather euphoric.
We caught wind of there being fire play setup downstairs, so we went down there to check it out. Someone was curious and wanted to try, but was nervous and hoped to see it done on someone else first. So guess who offered who as a demoee? And guess who didn't object? 😉 We've done fire play before, but it was with the violet wand. This was different. And it was someone else operating, not Miss Lee, so naturally I was a little nervous. She assured me she would hold my hands, so I modestly took my top off (without showing anything!) and laid down on the massage table. I was gripping her hands and keeping my face as close to her as I could, and then the warm sensations came. It was lovely. He used some flash cotton, which was new to me, and overall it was a lovely experience. Miss Lee has a trigger which she likes to use in some situations, which ensures that the only voice I can hear is hers, which comes in very useful for concentration and/or just blissing out and being able to concentrate on the sensations, which comes in very handy at times like this one.
By that point, I was completely blissed out, and we headed back to our hotel not too long after. The one negative of the weekend: our room's heater was broken, and stuck on! I was fussing that it was too hot in the room, and Miss Lee put me to bed. But then I remember waking up hearing David on the phone telling the front desk that our heater wouldn't shut off. I never fully woke up, but I felt completely miserable (we were all roasting), and I wanted to sit up and do something about it, but I didn't seem capable. My owner lovingly covered me in a cool, damp towel, moving it from place to place. I think I fell asleep some time later. Eventually the heater shut off. The front desk told us we were screwed until maintenance got there in the morning, but by then we had checked out. The gentleman at the desk when we checked out was very kind and comped our room for that night. I never fully woke up on my own, I only remember feeling light tickles and struggling to both open my eyes and to make the tickling stop. Eventually I managed to open my eyes. 😉
We made our way back to the party house to socialize for a bit before leaving. On the drive back, Morgan read The Velveteen Rabbit aloud. I cried. It just so happens that I travel with my small bunny companion of 28 years. I pulled him out of my backpack while she read. One of my favorite quotes of all time comes from that book:
“‘Real isn’t how you are made,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘It’s a thing that happens to you…’
‘Does it hurt?’ asked the Rabbit.
‘Sometimes,’ said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. ‘When you are Real, you don’t mind being hurt…It doesn’t happen all at once,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t often happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.’ ” -Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit
