What to wear to a beating?
Why is it even a question? After all I’ve been entirely undressed at more or less every session I ever had and have barely given it a thought.
But I sometimes find myself wanting to wear something; wanting to wear something in a, frankly, rather fetishy way. Playing in a dungeon recently, I tried on a leather bondage harness and it felt good. I liked the way the straps pressed on my skin, the tightness of it all, especially around my backside and the groin area. I liked it a lot. It made me focus on my body and what it was feeling.
Naked, I’m just a target for the Mistress; a toy for her to play with; the forlorn looking male in a Sardax sketch. Clothed, in the male equivalent of her lingerie, might I feel somehow different? Might it change the dynamic in some subtle way?
I visited a sex shop when I was in Las Vegas (as you do) and, amongst a few toys that shall remain nameless for now, I purchased the tight-fitting, ball-hugging, arse defining item of underwear shown below.
I guess I’ll find out whether it does indeed feel different next time I have a session. It certainly feels pretty good right now.
It’s actually a good job I took this image. I had been assuming that, two weeks on, the evidence of the beating I was given before I went away would have entirely faded away. In the colour version of the picture the twin tracks of the Mistress’s cane are still evident. Vigilance, it seems, is still required.
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