A Rock Feels No Pain

In despero , obscurum ; In Diligo , Lux lucis. (In despair, darkness; In Love, Light). -Me

Some Assembly Required

So, I did it. Lynn and I headed into New York City this afternoon, because she needed oil retouching paints for her black-and-white film class. I went because I’d been drooling over some of the equipment that’s available at the B&H store for a long time.

Wow. That’s all I can say, is wow. We found the store okay, even parked on the street for free, which is just plain lucky. We walked down three blocks, and Wow.

Did I say Wow?

It’s like a candy store, for people into photography, videography, home theater, lighting, sound-


Picture your hardware store, but two stories tall. The customers wander around picking out what they want, and the clerks then ring it up as an invoice. Then, your items (if small enough) are placed into a carrier tote, which speeds your purchases to the merchandise pick-up-area.

You are free to continue shopping at that point, and any further items will just be added to your invoice and sent over to join your first batch. If you’re done, you get to go to the check-out person, who will ring you up from the invoice, and after you’ve paid, you make your way to the merchandise pick-up to be reunited with your selections. (Or, in our case, the oversize pickup, heheh).

Once you’ve got your greedy little hands on your new toys, you get to leave and go play. With, of course, a stop for Thai food, since you’re right there, and there are not just ONE but TWO Thai restaurants between you and the car.

Finally home, you get to open your boxes- and pull out your Impact lights. All three of them, with stands, reflectors, umbrellas, and carrying case. Having been looking at reviews of the items, I knew that there were no instructions included, and that several people had found it difficult to get it all together. I dove in bravely, however, figuring that “forewarned is… well, in this case, forewarned is forewarned, and not much else”.

However, with some trial and error, and who knows if it’s 100% correct, I did indeed get everything up and lit. Since that’s the goal, I figure I’m well on my way.

So, now the trick is to figure out how to get it all back in the carrying case, which is trickier than it seems, but I’m sure I’ll get it sooner or later. Meanwhile, there’s nothing wrong with a photo-studio in the living room or bedroom, is there?


Filed under: BandH, lighting, lights, new york, photography

More New York Adventure

More about our latest New York adventure.

As I wrote about here we had an incredible time in NYC, and have had some wonderful times with the new toy since. What I didn’t write about yet, is the other purchases that we made at the same time.

So, picture the scene, as we left babeland and were walking along the street, carrying the bright bag and very, very conscious of what’s inside it. We walked a block or so, hand in hand, and then I stopped Lynn. People walking past, jostling, the noise of the traffic on the narrow streets, knowing that any number of people could be observing this.

I reached into the bag, and took out what was being sold as an armband. It’s satiny blue, with edges of black, and three snaps to adjust to various sizes. However, we didn’t buy it for her arm, or for mine. No, I’d very carefully selected it to fit around her neck, intentionally buying the armband because I wasn’t interested in the leash fittings that come with the collars. I have no interest at this point in using a leash on her, but I loved very much the idea of having her wearing a tight collar for me.*

So, there on the street, I gently lifted her hair, and snapped the collar around her neck.

What a rush, on so many different levels. The sharp intake of her breath, as she felt my hands on her, adjusting it to fit, right there on the avenue. The swelling of emotion and desire and love, as I felt her submitting to the placement, the two of us knowing even if no one else did, that the symbolism was fully in place, as she submitted to my temporary ownership of her.

She wore the collar as we ate, as we walked along the street with her gorgeous breasts and black bra showing, all of which I’ve described. She had it on as we rode the train, when she sucked and fondled my cock, completely abandoning inhibitions to please me. She wore it still, as we made it home and to our bedroom, as we fucked and sucked and tested out our new toy.

What an incredible, loving gift from a hot and sensual woman, so intense emotionally and sensually, that I can’t even describe the feelings- I’m not that good a writer- but oh wow, it’s an amazing gift that I was given.

This sexual and sensual journey that we’re on, is getting more and more intense, and I can’t help but wonder sometimes, what’s next? But for now, it’s certainly enough to just hang on and enjoy the ride. And, with her consent, here’s what it looked like, that night:

*I have to qualify things with “at this point” these days, because things change so rapidly in our sexual life now! I don’t really think I’m going to want to leash her, we play with bondage some but it’s not for humiliation, more for the thrill of giving up the control to the other.

Filed under: limits, nerve, new york, relationship, sex

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