“You grabbed the knot on the back of my harness, tightening it and making me feel like you were gripping my whole chest at once with one extended long-fingered hand, forcing my weight down hard onto the vibrator until I nearly screamed, dominating me.”
Final image from my truly amazing session with Miss S and Mistress Elita. The story, told in part by Miss S herself, who writes beautifully, is here. along with some more pictures.
I never imagined this session turning out quite as hard as it did. It started as a pre-opera bit of erotic, kinky fun. I was so lost in the complex web of dominance and submission that we had created, that it never occurred to me to use a safe word. I was rather bruised afterwards.
You see, the thing is; the hard session was always planned for next week, Monday in fact. On the way to the airport, flying to a poker holiday alone, where I will be able to deal with any physical or emotional bruising. I asked Elita to take me apart, explore limits. Hurt me. And that’s still going to happen. I hope I’ll be ready.
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