Tag Archives: anticipation

DUNGEON – on the cross (sinful sunday)

This image comes from a recent visit to the Blue Door Dungeon with my most favouritist American submissive, Katie.

FEAR – finding new monsters

I’ve written this before but it still holds true. It’s quite possible that my principle kink is fear and that the pain is only there to make the fear real. The pain I experience ensures that, next time I book a session, I will be that little bit more nervous, be wound that little bit tighter and… Read More »

A CANING – though not for me

I know that in the eyes of many the things I write about here will seem morally reprehensible. A few weeks ago I paid a young women to let me tie her up and beat her with a cane. Where does that act stand morally? Before writing about what I did to Katie, what I did WITH Katie, last time we met,… Read More »

THE LESSON – Lilly learns the cane (Sinful Sunday)

Mistress Elita has a friend. She’s called Lilly and she’s lovely. Lilly wanted to learn some of the dommely skills in which Elita is so well versed. Caning for example.

THE BDSM DIET – revisited

Back In December, and at my request, Elita made a mid-session threat that, should I not loose a set amount of weight by the end of January, she would introduce me to the established, if alarming, BDSM practise of ball busting. Being hit on my cock or balls has been a hard limit since almost… Read More »

DUNGEON – the next move (sinful sunday)

A BDSM dungeon. A semi-naked girl waits on a bench, head down, waiting for the Master’s next move.

THREESOME – part 1 – prepared

There really was no excuse for this. Overwhelmed by January’s relentless mundanity? Weeks, months even, of barely talking to my partner? Brexitrump? Perhaps I just needed to switch it all off and throw myself into a few hours of hedonistic pleasure. A couple of nice wins at poker provided the final impetus and the funds.

GIFT FOR THE MISTRESS – the crop (KOTW)

For someone who pays for their kinks, while living an outwardly vanilla home life, Christmas can seem an endless stretch of enforced vanilladom. For me the only answer was to plan a kinky encounter as close to Christmas as I dare, something that would stay with me through the entire holiday period. My thinking centred on… Read More »

THE CROP – part one

The age of fifteen/sixteen was a time of exploring the boundaries of my masochism, my response to it becoming more strongly sexual as I grew up. One day I rode into the small town near where we lived and bought a riding crop. I remember even today, the nervous anticipation as I walked backwards and forwards in front of… Read More »

DUNGEON! – Katie’s waiting – Sinful Sunday

Katie’s waiting. She know’s what’s coming. It took me a while, searching through the various rooms at the amazing London Dungeon but I had eventually found the perfect flogger. Not too heavy to cause damage when I hit her back, but heavy enough to bite when I hit her bottom.

WHEN PAIN IS NO LONGER A FRIEND

My most recent BDSM session bought to life an old fantasy which focussed on being kidnapped and abused. It turned out to be a more demanding and deeper experience than I could possibly have imagined.