A friend of mine went to boarding school. We met at university and have got drunk together, cooked together, holidayed together and we are Godfather to each other’s first-born children. Once, we nearly died together.
Last week I had a super intense three way BDSM session in a dungeon with Mistress Elita and her man. I knew from before that he was very skilled with a cane. It turns out that he’s just as good with a whip.
This started life as a post for the theme of chemistry on Wicked Wednesday but I found I was having to force fit what I wanted to write into the theme and just sort of stopped. I decided to finish it off anyway, unconstrained by the chemistry idea.
Sinful Sunday theme of “E”. It took a lot of thinking about as you can imagine; though there was only ever going to be one way to go.
The maudlin little tweet below is from a few days ago. I was home alone, the day after an afternoon of spanky fun at Miss Hunter’s Slayers party that had been followed by a blissfully intimate and erotic couple of hours with the adorable Lilly Watson. I was coming down with a bump. At that moment, I was… Read More »
My second visit to Miss Hunter’s amazing “Slayers” spanking and corporal punishment party seemed quite different from the first. Perhaps, having been before, I was just less nervous. The atmosphere was certainly very informal and relaxed.
In her second post melody talks about her chastity and the development of it through her longstanding relationship with a Mistress. I find the way she describes the development of melody as a distinct identity, an important part of his/her complete makeup, very compelling. It’s a deeply personal tale of growth in BDSM and I… Read More »
The first time a Mistress blindfolded me, I hated it. She was amazingly beautiful and dressed in expensive, skin tight leather which she paraded in front of me for five minutes before putting me in a blindfold for the rest of the session. I didn’t understand it.
They’re younger than me, these guys. And fitter. After two days I’m wondering why I’m here. In this company, with their second homes and expensive cars, I feel the poor relation, unsuccessful in life and love. It’s nonsensical to feel this way but, after two days of fighting my skis, fighting my lack of fitness,… Read More »
This is one of those pictures where looking a little deeper into the image is rewarded. Three people. A man flogs one pretty girl while she worships the beautiful bottom of another.
Well, the treat is really mine as I’m on holiday with some friends for a few days. I don’t have time to write a long post. However, as a treat for you, here is a picture of the beautiful and lovely Lilly Watson.
“Yes, Mistress” “No, Mistress” “Thank You, Mistress” At times I describe myself as “not very submissive” and indeed the outer reaches of the world of female supremacy and male subjugation, the world of Sardax and his wonderful art, are places I have no real desire to visit.