Love Hangover

Saturday's Aftermath - 10 floggers lay in an array (each flogger was used for 10 minutes)

Saturday night Serafina and I have an especially long and intense scene.  It was a marvelous evening, even if I don't have the energy to describe it for you right now. There's a reason I don't have the energy . . . Basically, I feel hungover, despite the fact that I didn't drink a single drop of any alcoholic beverage.

What I'm here to write about today is a phenomena most commonly known as "subdrop" - a physical and mental condition that can effect dominants too.

Subdrop is a condition that seems to be directly related to the intensity of a BDSM scene.  The heavier the play, the more deeply an individual goes into subspace, the more likely it is that they will experience at least mild symptoms of sub drop.  That's also true for dominants, just substitute the word "top" for "sub".  The heavier a dominant goes into "topspace" the more likely they will experience "top drop".

It's been suggested by some that those two conditions are a long term result of the large endorphin release associated with subspace / topspace, which then depletes the body's stores of those chemicals.  At it's essence, it takes some time for the body to recover from the intensity of a scene, and during that recovery period, it's common to experience a variety of unusual and somewhat unpleasant feelings.

Essentially, it's like feeling hungover after a night of partying, although to my experience, it more closely resembles the day after an LSD trip.  That makes a lot of sense to me, because I long ago found similarities between the mental states of subspace/topspace and a mild acid trip.

Like a true hangover, there are measures a person can take to help minimize the effect of top drop / subdrop, such as staying well hydrated, which is essential to preventing the morning after headache.  But, even with preparation and planning, some effects are probably unavoidable.

And some of what I'm feeling today has nothing to do with endorphins, instead it's just a case of over exertion.  I don't swing floggers for 100 minutes every day, not even once a week generally, so it's not terribly surprising that my right arm is tender and tired from the night's exertion.

But the light buzzing in my head that I felt for an entire day after our scene, the inability to concentrate or write effectively, the desperate desire I felt to just crawl back into bed and sleep the day away, those are all symptoms of top drop.

In the end, the physical and mental effects are temporary, but the memory of Saturday night will remain forever.  I may not particularly enjoy the effects of top drop, but it's not enough to deter me at all from giving my slave/wife all the dominant attention she so richly deserves.  I'd wager that Serafina's ass is ready for more right now . . .

If only I could actually raise my right arm over my shoulder, she'd be getting one tonight.  Instead, she'll have to wait for my dear friend Arthritis S. Tylenol to come and work it's magic . . .

do you need a drink?

I gave Serafina a nice flogging last night.

Although we started late, and the whole thing may only have lasted an hour and a half, it was an incredible night.  While some people may not enjoy the feel of a cat or flogger striking them, Serafina get's very excited by being spanked and flogged.  

My collection of different floggers, slappers, and spankers is always growing.  Right now the collection is stored in a pair of Flogger Trunks from For Your Nymphomation (42" high x 8" wide x 8" deep) - but both of those cases are pretty well filled to overflowing, so a third may be needed very soon.

My favorite moment usually comes near the end of a session, when all the various action and attention has brought my darling Serafina to an unbridled frenzy of desire.  After using a variety of different floggers, each with it's own unique touch, the sum total of the sensations can start to become overwhelming.  Serafina reaches a point where she wants the flogging to continue forever, yet she is getting tender enough that she also begins to dread the next blow.  

It's a sight to behold!

By that time her brain and body are being flooded by a variety of messages and chemicals.  At the same time that her body is feeling the full effect of endorphins produced as a reaction to the flogging, I'm also bringing her desires to a peak.  Often her body will start quivering, starting in her thighs and legs, but ultimately spreading over her entire being.  

This is also when Serafina's prone to begin begging for something . . . anything . . .  to satisfy the building desire.

Last night she crawled backwards across the length of our bed on her hand and knees, backside high in the air, mewing and moaning and begging just to feel the pressure of my thumb against her clit.  My slut was desperate enough last night that she literally started humping my thumb, grinding her cunt and clit against it like a woman possessed.  She asked permission to orgasm within moments, but I had her continue the lewd display for a few minutes before granting permission.

It was fucking hot!  

Yet, it wasn't my favorite part of last night's play.  It was a lighter moment that wasn't planned, totally spontaneous . . . 

After feeling only a couple of my floggers on her naked flesh, Serafina was thirsty and asked for a drink of water, which I allowed.  After she swallowed a gulp, there on her knees before me, she looked up at me, offering a fresh bottle of water she had placed by the bed, and said, "Master you must be thirsty too, may I offer you a drink?"

My reply was simple - "No darling, the sight of you on your knees, ass high in the air, is more than enough for me . . . It's making my mouth water!"

I don't know about you, but to me, moments like that are absolutely priceless!