New York spankings
Day two of New York magazine’s weekly sex diary from 28 December, written by a 38-year-old trader:
4:00 p.m.: Talk with girlfriend about what each of us is going to wear to the S&M party we are going to tonight.
6:30 p.m.: Have a pleasant dinner with friends. They have no idea of the high jinks we are going to be up to around four hours from now.
10:00 p.m.: Arrive at the S&M party at a nondescript “art space” in Chelsea. Crowd looks pretty hot, though my girlfriend is clearly the hottest. She is wearing a black bikini and black platforms. Who cares what I’m wearing? Floggings, spankings, dancing, and sex are ample evidence. I watch two different men flog my girlfriend whilst I sip my drink and enjoy the show.
12:00 a.m.: I point out a dark, dingy back room with air mattresses laid out. We have wild, bouncy air-mattress sex next to another couple. There are several times where I worry that I am going to get launched off the mattress. Girlfriend makes out with and touches girl next to us.
Previously in the same series, a 29-year-old woman back on 17 March 2008:
8:41 p.m.: No call from him yet. Oh how frustrating.
10:30 p.m.: He calls me, finally, and asks if it’s still okay for him to come over. Of course, I say yes after lying and telling him I’m just getting in so he wouldn’t think I was by the phone waiting for his call all night. I was by the phone waiting for his call all night.
11:30 p.m.: I set up my apartment to seem as if I went out, throwing on a sexy red dress, sexy knee-high blacks boots. Coat and handbag thrown on the kitchen table.
11:32 p.m.: He arrives, looks at me, and asks me, “Where did you go looking like that?” I say out with a friend. He sits on the couch and pulls me over, lifts up my dress. He starts pulling my hair, spanking my ass, and telling how he doesn’t like that I went out without him looking all sexy. Rough sex ensues and he sleeps over.
