the good kind of bruises

I

have

bruises

everywhere!

Feels like someone busted my lip. Please don’t even think about touching either earlobe. My neck feels like its been ripped apart with hands and teeth. Oh right… it was. When my thighs rub together as I walk I can feel the bite marks on both sides. My right quad is one big knot. And my ass… oh good lord.

I’m so exhausted today. It’s feels so good to bear these marks. When I have these pains and bruises I have a weird mix of wanting to show them off and terrified someone might notice one. How do you explain that one in a corporate environment. It’s not easy to list out all the physical and psychological reasons why I want this and enjoy this. I suppose saying “I’m a masochist” would suffice for most. At least it would make a few uncomfortable enough to stop prying. LOL.

And I just found another spot…. The back of my right arm. No teeth marks. Phew!! I told R I’d have to give him rules next time… nothing above the nipples. Ha. That’ll hold water.

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4 Responses to “the good kind of bruises”

  1. Enigmatic Amor Says:

    Glad you had fun! I love the aftermath too.

  2. thesecretheart Says:

    I love the bruises too….they are like love-marks on my body. And I love feeling them under my clothes when I walk in public. But you are right, you do need to hide them from public view. I had a black eye one time…accidental of course from a session, but it was embarrassing!

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