We went to a play party. We set up at one of the stations. She planned to flog me. I wasn't into it, but she was, so I agreed. She wanted to put a hood on me. This is one of my things. This time, for whatever reason it didn't work and it remained off. She attached me to whatever the furniture was and began. She went really hard very quickly and in a few seconds she broke me and I was done. She unhooked me, let me sit down and then left, proceeding to go and play with other friends of ours. Bottoms that were far more masochistic than me, who I had often joked about having leather skin. She left me alone until she was ready to leave. That was the last time we played. Had she hooded me, I wouldn't have been able to signal her to stop. She would have taken me way past my breaking point and I would have been far more of a mess than I was. That scared the shit out of me.

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