המתת השור

part 1
00:39 27/05/06

Strangely enough, I would fear more the removing of a teeth than my branding, yesterday, the day of my 47th birthday; I think I went numb at the prospect of beeing branded, as if it was too big an event to let the load of adrenaline conquer my brain.
Frankly, it was not that painful,. at first; I have been doing with Master more painful and much longer sessions....not that I have grown that used to pain but as if there was so much that had been rolling away through tears already....
when things are deep and strong, two things happened generally; I plunge deep and sit on it, chock it and make as if it deos not really exist.
or I go into a panick and run like a beheaded chicken. In other words, I stress.
Normally, this strange ceremony, my branding by my companion, my Master, my Love, would blow my mind away. what a crazy thing to do... why do I and him should need this kind of special interaction. The power of normalcy is always there to weigh on the exentricity of our desires and erotical practices.
it always take some time, as little as possible, to sweep away this feeling of crazyness, of not being according to the majority and accept my desires for pain and domination as no more than a personal brand of taste.
So my fingers are steady, but my heart is shivering, drifted in moments, rememberances and sensations....the first I remember is by the way, His emotion.

Master was unuasually restless. I suppose the first time, the danger to be taken into account, the permanency of this mark, my reactions and all the unexpected. But particularly, I felt that there was a deep erotical emotion felt by him during this branding process. The very fact of leaving His mark on His posession....now, it was going to become "official".

Why as well, was I so stirred

to be continued