9:46AM - Friday October 17, 2003
Angst
It seems like my life consists of play parties, school, and bellydancing, all of which are good things, but they've been keeping me pretty busy. I wrote another midterm yesterday, and I know that I didn't get near enough studying done for it. I think I did okay, but not great, and I feel a little bad about it, but I'll make it up on the final if I have to. I'm also behind in my ceramics class right now, so I have to go in to school and work this weekend to catch myself up. It's just that after last week's 'having-to-fire-a-kiln-the-day-before-my-first-midterm' trauma, I really didn't want to see the inside of the ceramics studio for a while.

So yes, I went to a play party on Saturday, flogged until I could barely lift my arm, ate lots of nummy treats and had some great conversations with other kinky people. The only downside to the evening was my first scene being interrupted. At first it was good, because I had the host of the party adjust the lighting in the room so I could see my subject's back better, buthten he deceided he needed to give me a lesson in where to hit. Which I already know. If my aim was a bit off, it was because the shadow of my head was pretty much covering her entire back. I was checking on her regularly, she was enjoying herself, I was enjoying myself, I wasn't hitting her spine, it was all good. I don't feel like I get any respect in this group of players. I know I've been with them for less than a year, but I do know what I'm doing, and if I don't, I ask.

This isn't the first time I've been interrupted at one of their play parties, but it's the one that's rankling me most. He really threw off my rhthym, and I ended up stopping the scene early. It just pisses me off. I don't know if it's a male dom thing, to need to correct a younger female dom, or what, but I'm tired of it. I also had to shoo people out of my swing range later that night while I was flogging a cute boy. These people should know better! Seriously! Argh.

I'm going to flog the cute girl and the cute boy again, especially the cute boy because by the time I got to him, my arm was tired. I didn't beat him nearly as long as either of us wanted.

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