For some time I have been writing a diary that mixes both fiction and real experiences (or unfulfilled desire)... here is the latest... it is a totally fictional story... apart from the real experience whipping received in a well-known SM cruising bar in the capital.Isabelle's Journal n°40 Saturday, February 4, 2023 ECSTASY WITH THE WHIP “Isabelle, the other day, I noticed the hooks in the beam, what are they for?”“(smile) to get attached to it for various experiences.”"Like what ?""I don't know... being whipped, for example.""Oh, I really want to."It was after this dialogue on cruising grounds that my handsome Eros, who had made love to me so well a few days ago, offered to whip me.He came yesterday after warning me.I knew what time he was due to arrive, so I closed up the shop and dressed to look, I hope, attractive.Black boots, white stockings, fairly short skirt, crop top that left the bottom of my belly almost bare, a small beige wool vest and my large leather submissive collar.As soon as he arrived, he pinned me against the wall, he slipped his hands under the fabric to caress my breasts, he lifted the crop top and bit my nipples. His teeth made me both pain and enjoy. It was a good introduction before offering him my body.It was after that he showed me that he had come with what was needed: leather handcuffs, chains and of course the whip. He had also brought a gag-plug."Why a gag?" I asked.- Because I intend to make you scream, and as it will happen, I will close your pretty mouth, he said, pressing his fingers to my lips on each side to roll me a feverish skate.Having seen the long whip, at least a meter long, in black leather finished with thin straps, it was certainly going to give me so much pleasure in suffering.I snuggled up to him, hugging him, I was so in love already.- Lets go ! You are going to suck my dick first, Isabelle.I smiled, I wanted to say thank you so much. I knelt down, opened his fly and took his already horny cock in his mouth. I tickled the tip of his glans with my tongue, as they like so much, and it put him in a state of ecstasy, my beautiful Eros.- Stopped ! I don't want to flood your throat right now. You have excited me enough, my love slut, he smiled at me, putting his package back in place.Thinking to himself, he took my wrists, and installed the leather handcuffs there. He took off my crop top. Then he took me by the hips and led me under the beam where he stretched out my arms so that they were well attached, and me at his mercy.He lowered my skirt to the ankles. I was in position to receive the homage of his whip. I waddled, to further excite his desires.He positioned himself behind me, enclosing me in his arms and sticking his bump against the line of my buttocks and taking my nipples even harder. Pinching the turgid ends with her fingernails.He made me come so much that I had a mad need to receive his whip, the crazy desire to feel the traces on my back, my buttocks or my thighs. I wanted to scream “Whip me! Hurt me ! I need your love." But no sound other than my gasps of pleasure could express the passion I already had for him, for his love, for his sex, for his whip."Okay, I'll start now.The first blow stabbed my back, and I wasn't expecting it, but I screamed. I was ashamed, because I had wished to receive this flagellation piously.- SO ? Are you screaming already?"I'm sorry darling...I'm sorry.He stroked my back where he had struck. It made me shiver.- I continue ?I lowered my head, and softly: — Yes, please... — I'm going to touch here.I felt his ...

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