JJ started to walk away,
then turned and pulled my panties down.
I kicked them away. I started to feel
my nakedness. I started to feel self-conscious
in front of the camera. I imagined someone
else looking at me through the camera.
Of course, this has actually come to pass
since I decided to share this with our
fans. A strange form of voyeurism.
JJ came back with the whip. I was expecting
the first lash. It was a different experience
not being able to see it coming. It fell
right on my ass. I sank down without thinking,
it was all I could do. Immediately, I
wanted to stop. Again, I willed myself
to go on. I stood back up and with the
second lash, I convulsed, trying to stay
standing. It was only a matter of time
before I would be kneeling on the floor.
I wondered what I looked like in the
camera. Camille always seemed to have
the benefit of a mirror and a monitor
to look at. For now, it was me, JJ, the
whip, and my uncertainty.
I wasn't sure if JJ liked me as much
as he had Camille or Gabrielle. He seemed
to think I was a yet unformed being like
Camille when she was with him. But I had
experienced all sorts of things before
meeting JJ. He didn't seem to see that.
He wasn't one for asking questions, he
tended to talk about himself a great deal.
Probably he felt self-conscious as one
often does when getting to know a new
lover.
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