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After Our Date, The Score Is Jackie, EVERTHING
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After Our Date, The Score Is Jackie, EVERTHING No, our date did not last this long. After Jackie left, I took some time to think about it all. First, both Rita and Jackie have told me that they are not members on this site. So this is still my refuge. . First, I did not dress for our occasion, just jeans and a graphic t-shirt. Frankly, my reason was cause we had to have our little talk and I did not want to encourage much beyond that. Until after dinner not much happened as we were busy making it and eating. After dinner we had an argument about my few edits of her mongo monologue in my blog. Just corrected a few small errors but technically she was correct; the bet was truth only and no edits from me and I had to retain whatever ... forever. So we settled on 3 additional instances of Jackie commentary or a total now of 6. As to our talk, Jackie can be so oppressive, so overbearing and then considerate, polite, thoughtful .... manners, tact and social grace. I just wanted to express how some of the stuff that I have noted here in the last few days, appear from my perspective. A sidebar here ... I don't believe in kissing and telling ... unless it is telling on myself. And I have to believe she knew what was coming and I just got ambushed. After dinner, we were laying on my living room floor with pillows and looking out my floor to ceiling<b> windows </font></b>at ... really not much as it was dark, but it was comfortable ... and convenient for shared tokens of affection now and then. It was our eventual destination when over here and tonight perhaps just a habit that she capitalized upon. It began with just general conversation and then a couple of her advances and my wanting to talk and then it started to get more physical, rougher. Finally I just stopped, it seemed useless so I just tried to get up and I got pulled backwards and down and pinned on my back with one arm under her and she pinning my other arm with her hands. Then she let go somewhere and slapped me a couple of times. I kind of thought, think that maybe it was an accident, that she was just changing position to increase her advantage. But no, these were slaps intended to hurt. And then she warned me to stop teasing and she was going to undress me. And I did and she did ... and, I was so excited, and it was so good! And then she got her phone, and took of my remaining sock and then my panties which were wound around the ankle ... so to make sure I had nothing on and proceeded to take maybe a dozen or so pictures. Her conquest or trophy? Isn't that a bit weird, sick ... scary I thought. I just wanted her gone right then. Then she went to the closet by the foyer and returned with a coat of mine. I thought she was going to throw it on me but she dropped it and pounced on me and rolled me over on my tummy and sat on my back facing my bottom ... all of that before I could do anything at all and after she was in place I could not do anything for sure. And yes, she spanked me ... hard slaps that must have hurt her hands alternating on my cheeks. After a couple and discovering I could not move much, all I thought about was to not cry. After about maybe a dozen to each cheek she got off, finally put the jacket around me and leaned over and said something like, "don't ever be coy, not ever in jest with me again". I know she saw my tears as she leaned over me and whispered, "You are my Bitch now." And then she released me and straightened herself and noises of her to the bathroom, then probably jacket and purse and then, she just left. I know I kinda sound like a jerk but it was what it was, is what it is. Right now I am too tired to say more and it was, is so surreal ... and ya, embarrassing ... I don't want to think anymore about it all right now ... I'm going to bed. xox Kaycee. |
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