I don’t know how you’ll remember Memorial Day Weekend 2009, but I’ll remember it as an exhausting painful one.

Even though Blackie was away, I was anything but neglected & ignored; two regular phone Masters, “D” and “MC,” made sure of that. On Sunday, I was even rented out for the day exclusively to a new Master who had lots of new tasks and training for me to do — it was the first time this new service option was put to use and I was so thoroughly used, pushed past limits of sleep deprivation, humiliation, and pain, that I spent the last hour just shaking, crying & desperately trying.

Between Friday and the wee hours of Monday morning, there were more clothespins used on me than I care to count, too-too many adventures with Ben Gay (after sp & a even!), an incredibly painful (and long!) session of service kneeling on dried rice, and a sordid assortment of services that, while I tended to with dedication, I am still too blurry-minded to be able to recall them all correctly…

And I do not have much time to recall and tell of them either because Blackie has returned and I must tend to him and his needs. But I will share this…

Breasts are remarkably resilient, taking punishments that have you crying and coming (or, when you are not allowed to come, have you struggling to hold yourself from falling over the forbidden edge) and leave you with tenderness and aches which are ever present whether awake or asleep — yet looking as if nothing much has happened to them. They are deceptive things.

But the insides of my thighs? Oh, they show their misery.

Since Blackie believes good submissives tell their Masters of their conditions, I had sent both “D” and “MC” photos of the bruising on my thigh. Both of them took great delight in adding to it by paddling (along with their other pleasures).  Here’s what it looks like today:

Since I have suffered so much abuse this holiday weekend and Blackie’s long absence has made him miss me and wish to use me himself, I will have very limited availability for the next few days.

This is also to save myself for scheduled continuing training to learn a new task for “MC” as well as be able to service “D” when his gift package arrives. (He says the things inside that package will make me gasp just looking at them — so using them per his wishes will likely require stamina and strength that I currently do not possess.)

So after tonight’s hours (between 10 or 11 PM until 6:30 AM, central time), I will likely not appear as available for calls until Thursday.

If you wish to abuse my current painful state (including my abused tits & thighs), or if you feel you cannot wait a few days to use me, please call tonight, Sirs.

PS I will continue to blog during this time; so please, check back!