had a big sleep and actually ate something this morning. turns out i have this room for the entire week, which doesn't sound cheap. i got a few e-mails yesterday so hopefully i wont need to stick around that long. also i have like, no idea how to use xmpp :( but it is working.

the weather said there might be tornadoes today, so that should be fun to deal with. anyway, time to continue with more of last week's events.

shopping trip

remember that shocky evil thing? yeah that's how that starts. i was sleeping, and that didn't fly. ouch. i remember he picked me out of the trunk and told me to change into one of my normal clothes (it's like a pale blue/white leafy dress). we were in some field but it was still weird changing outside. i remember he moved the shock cuff up from my ankle to my thigh so the dress covers it. he had me sit handcuffed shotgun the rest of the trip. sometimes he touched me.

eventually we pulled to a hotel somewhere in a city. he took my cuffs off and told me to follow him to his room. he stopped to check in, and then we went straight there.

when we got there he sat me onto his lap and explained he was hungry and wanted lunch. he said i'll have $35 and an hour to go to the shopping mall down the road and come back and make him something. he said if i dont come back in an hour he wont let me eat and if im two hours late he will come and find me. he was fondling me the entire time and tapped the shock cuff around my thigh when he said he would come find me.

it was a bit hot that day, but i wasn't really wearing anything under the dress so it aired out pretty okay. (though in the store it was COLD. aaaaa) the walk was big long, maybe like 20 minutes. i went into the publix there and got some like fozen stir-fry and a bottle of iced tea for him. bottle of water and bought a carton of cookies.

going to be honest the stir-fry wasn't so frozen when i finally got back but i finally got back and he said i was a few minutes late. so that meant no food. and i was already hungry at this point. i apoplogized and he told me to get to the kitchenette and make it, and make a plate for me just so he can rub it in my face that i cant eat it.

so i did that, there was an actual frying pan which is suprising i was just going to microwave it, but i actually fried it instead. i stuck the iced tea in the mini fridge so that it'd hopefully get cold. if its warm then not iced tea anymore. right?

i set everything on a table in the room and he eats while i just sort of stare at my food all hungry. after a bit he says, if i blow him under the table i can eat in just a casual way. i was a bad girl and had to make it up to him. don't even have to say what i did. i remember he held me down near the end and that was like, one of the worst feelings ever. i didn't vomit but i sure as fuck felt like it, super overwhelming.

i got to eat. no spitting things out or brushing my teeth or washing my face off. he took my spoon too. had to just grab with my hands or dig my face in there. i smelled the gross slobbery smell on my face and everything tasted like, dewy? like cum. and the food was cold again. it was miserable but it was food.

after i ate he let me clean up the dishes and then wash myself off in the bathroom. then when he took a shower he handcuffed me to a chair. had alot of time to think about things. very boring. also a little weird sitting on my dress without any panties. i don't go commando lol, maybe i should. it was kinda nice.

packed up

after he came out of the shower he pulled a large travel bag from the closet and put it on the floor. he freed me off the chair and said to strip naked and put myself in it. i'm not cluasterphobic, but i know how sweaty and uncomfortable trapped under a bunch of fabric is. he said im going to be in the rest of the ride. ough.

he cuffed me up, blindfold, gag, the works. even put earplugs in. making sure i can't make too much attention. he closed it up and it was fine for the first like 10 minutes, then the rest of the time it was uncomfortably hot inside of the suitcase. he put a vibrator in me too, so after a while it was all sorts of horrible in that suitcase.

i dont know what it is about the position i was in but everything hurt after a while. even orgasms hurt. i completely have no idea how much time i spent in there, but at some point we were driving. i'm not sure, i couldn't tell. i was going crazy in that bag.

i dont know what to write about this part of the trip. horrible, torturous? honestly i dont know what i preferred more, being electrocuted by the shock cuff (which i still had on and it felt so weird) or being in that carry-on. honestly the shock cuff is at least short. in the bag it felt like my brain was melting. being jostled by bumpy concrete whenever he rolled it around didn't help either.

eugh it sucked.

next time

once again i think has gotten a bit long. (took me well into lunch, i should get better at typing). im still in the hotel in delaware. message if you want, i'm free. you know the drill.

i managed to buy something to wear over my bikini and shorts, so now i don't look like a weird beach-goer. oh and hopefully the tornadoes dont kill me, because they forecasted really shit weather today.

see you tomorrow. i'll just keep chipping away at what i remember. if i'm not free at any point i'll just continue whenever i am.