It was cruel really. I had proposed to the lovely Miss Hardy that we do a series of sessions, each with a different theme. This one was a meeting in a bland business hotel (the company booked it) and the theme was “aftercare.” Miss Hardy had worked out (prompted helpfully by me) that to play with aftercare, there first has to be a session sufficiently extreme for it to be needed!
I think she arrived expecting a beating. I sent her to the bathroom to get changed and told her that, on her return, she was to respond to the scene I would set up in the bedroom. She emerged ten minutes later, nervous and twitchy, expecting a chair to bend over, or perhaps a pile of pillows on the bed so her bottom would be exposed for the punishment she knew was coming.
The dawning that it was me rather than her that was to receive the aftercare came slowly. The “scene” consisted of me lying on the bed naked, my backside a mess of angry red and purple bruises from the caning I had received only an hour earlier.
She seemed very relieved!
It was lovely to lie there and feel her soft hands exploring the marks, delicately at first, then more firmly as she rubbed Arnica cream into my sore behind while I drifted through clouds of endorphins.
Later, in the session I tied her to the bed and played a nasty little game that involved eleven clothes pegs and two shoe laces! A line of five bitey pegs spread across each perfect breast, the fifth directly on her nipple. Her responses were beautiful – I could see a perfect blend of sensual pleasure and sharp pain in her open lips, her breathing and the arch of her body.
“Hang on,” I hear you say; “two lines of five pegs makes ten. What about the eleventh?”
Ahhh. Well, where the eleventh and final peg went is a private matter between Miss Hardy and I; a very private matter indeed.
The caning I had received was very hard and I have yet to get my thoughts about it sufficiently clear in my mind to compose a blog post.
No theme picture again I’m afraid.
More Sunday Sin here:
I love the vintage feel of this photo created by the grainy black and white. I also find the crop captivating because it gives just enough to understand what is happening, but not enough to satisfy. My imagination has to work to fill in the spaces and the missing material. Which is genius.
Love how the light is falling across her arm drawing our attention to the fact she is bound
Mollyx
A private matter… of course I am intrigued now!
But, what a great way to use the element of surprise in your session. The image is lovely!
Rebel xox
I love this, and as May says the Black and white edit does something really special to the image. xx
Nice shot. That pegging scene would be something to see. I can guess the 11th.
fabulously dramatic shot – the B&W edit really adds to it 😉