Relief in Tulsa...

Let's face it, most of us work hard and there are times that we need to let go.

I had had a very long few weeks with the job and I was heading to Tulsa, YEAH. I have some very good friends and love visiting them.  And I was hoping to meet some new friends...

Chapter One...The Tonsorial Artist.

One of the reasons I like visiting Tulsa is because one of my friends does a bang up job of shaving my kitty. It is one of the most sensual experiences I truly enjoy. The artist asked me to get comfortable, so I undressed got in position and applied my blindfold. There is nothing like a bit of sensory depravation. The only sounds were him working on me. First applying a hot washcloth to the area, then some shaving gel. Then he started, slow strokes to remove the bush I had growing. Once he removed the length, then he started on the detail work. He hummed as he worked on me. This is where things move from a shaving to a sensual act. Foreplay. His movements are very focused on his task. As he passes the razor closer to my lips, I could feel myself getting wet. He comments on it. He finishes his job and has to verify that I am more than ready for my next appointment of the day...I am gently massaged with an aloe based cream and gently kissed on the clit and sent on my merry way...

Chapter Two. The Fisherman

Feeling really good, I head over to meet a new friend, to protect his identity, I will call him the Fisherman... He contacted me about seeing me on my visit to Tulsa. He was very flexible due to my work schedule and time constraints and very much a gentleman. We did discuss some safe, sane and consensual play.  As I flew to Tulsa this time, my "toys" were not with me...but I have access to TulsaDominia's toys. I prepared the room as best I can...It is always interesting to look around a plain room and think about how to use things for a scene. The night stand with its straight edges, excellent for having him sit so the boys could hang over the edge. I got dressed...

He arrives on time, we hug, and he places my tribute next to my toys for the session. He presented me with a gift, the makings of my favorite cocktail. He gets the ice and we sit down to chat a bit. I verify his safe word...RED. I undress him and my canvas is ready..

He is instructed to sit on the nightstand, just so   that I have access to the boys. I love to see them hanging...and I blindfolded him.  Verified he could not see me.

My first toy, a mini tickle and whip combination. I looked at him for a bit, he was aroused. Mr. Woody was ready to play. He had seen the toys but blindfolded the body was tense...I started with the tickler and quickly moved to the whip side. The intake of breath always gives me a rush. His arms were straight holding onto the edge of the round night stand. There were murmurs of YES etc...I continued at this for a few minutes then I stop abruptly. He took a hugh deep breath. Head moving from side to side. I bent my head and kissed Mr. W. His body jerked and his mouth was formed an "O".

My second toy was the riding crop. Which is my all time favorite thing to use on "dicks". I ran it up and down Mr. W, all the while watching the Fisherman's face...quizzical and smiling... anticipating how I would use it.  I started slowly on the underside of Mr. Woody, increasing my tempo and then I stopped and he let out the breath he was holding. I repeated this, again watching his reaction. I bent from the waist and took him into my mouth, sucking gently for a bit. I went at him again with my crop, I love that noise the crop makes against wet skin...WHACK   WHACK   WHACK   His head was moving all over the place. I stopped and moved behind him and stripped to the waist.  I did not touch him but used my crop on him. I moved closer to him so that my breast were just touching his back. Deep moaning. I moved closer to him so that my breast were crushed against his hack and started using my crop on Mr. W again. Pain and Pleasure...mmmmmmm

I moved him to the bed, on his back, head slightly off the bed. Standing between his legs, I traced the inside of his thighs with my crop. I really do like making him twitch, because he is still blindfolded and he does not know where I am. I found my targets...two deeply pink globes and I set about using them with the end of my crop. His legs were strained but he kept them spread.  

Moving around to his head, I straddled his face, thighs clamped tight. It was like he was a homing pigeon; he knew just where that tongue needed to be. His hands were roving over my body.. He found his other target, my nipples. I moved back to allow him to worship my breast. One does not always need eyes to see. I straddled his face again, this time using my crop on the boys again, his toes twitched and curled. I removed my panties and stood him up, placed a raincoat on him and positioned myself in front of him. WOW. Now it was his turn to do some "slapping" he said.   What a ride....  He never said RED.

Chapter Three...The Mistress

Feeling totally, totally relaxed I sought out my girlfriend TulsaDomina.  Nothing like some Mistress company...dinner, drinks and adult toy shopping with a woman who really knows her tools of the trade.  Could my day get any better? 

TulsaDomina and I discussed things during dinner and then we were off to the toy store.

When I travel I'm usually in my car, so I'm able to load up the trunk with my "special" suitcase. Don't have to worry about the TSA or x-ray machines at the airport. I have my share of stories of the TSA pulling things out of bags just because they wanted to and not that it presented any terror risk. I was coming thru Lubbock Texas and was behind a flight attendant who had her dildo exposed by Billie Bob trying to be as ass. I carry my condoms in a cute case and it was opened and Billie Bob said how smart it was to carry my own tea bags, she turned so red when I informed her of what they were for. Anyway I have digressed....

My goal this night was to get some miniature versions of the toys in my collection. As I usually check my suitcase, the items needed to fit in a suitcase without breaking/bending etc. I enjoy shopping for these items, not concerned at all by that people stare at me. With my bag full, I can honestly say that this Mistress has had an awesome day....