HOT IN HOXTON

Hoxton. Is that a place name to excite the mind and set the nerve ends tingling? I guess, unless you live in London, it will carry no recognition at all. And yet in Hoxton in East London, close enough to the financial district for straying city types, is found The Hoxton Dungeon Suite, one of the kinkiest venues on the planet, the beautiful lair of the force of nature that is Madame Caramel, doyenne of the world of Female Domination.

I wasn’t there to see Madame Caramel, though who knows, perhaps one day I’ll summon up my reserves of courage and offer myself to her; I was there for a few hours of hedonistic debauchery with my kinky play partner, the lovely Miss Lilly Watson.

This was quite something, this session, or at least I tried to make it so. I wanted to really think like a Dominant, to take all I have learned from Elita about pace and tempo, about the delicious overload of the senses, about the ethereal boundary between pain and pleasure and distill all these things into one experience for the two of us to share.

I tried to create for Lilly a swirling sea of emotion and sensation with its own rhythm, its ebb and its flow. One moment the tide would be in, waves of sensation breaking on her shore; the next, all would be calm and she’d be stranded on the beach, breathing deeply, as she marshalled her resources for the next tide, our only contact my reassuring hand.

And the next tide would be stronger always than the one before; it would reach higher up her sea wall and threaten to breach her defences; more pain, more sensation, more pleasure; until, battered by it all, giving in to it all, she would gasp out her next orgasm into the leather of the bench.

And then, once more, the calm of recovery.

This wasn’t all about Lilly though. I had my fill of sensation too, letting her flog me with a heavy leather whip, urging her to swing it harder; letting her bite my nipples till I moaned with the pain of it; “I love that noise” she whispered in my ear, her sweet mouth close.

And sex. So much sex  Still the Dom, I pushed her over the spanking bench and I took her, grabbing her harness and using it to pull her back onto me, twisting the leather tight til it marked her skin. I took her again and again; the beast in me, the beast that I had controlled when I held a whip in my hand, finally let loose to ravish her at will.

I took her like she was mine and perhaps, just for that brief, electrifying moment, she truely was.

Ah, Lilly what a special creature you are. You’re so sweet, so intimate, so loving and yet…. and yet….

when I offer you the bedroom or the dungeon you always choose the dungeon; when I offer you ‘making love’ or ‘hard fucking’ it’s the latter that you want.

You really are an angel and yet the salacious glint in your eye brings out the very devil in me.

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