Imagine you were a regular client of a Michelin starred restaurant. Perhaps you visit once a month, dropping a few hundred pounds on expense account meals. Would you expect the chef to spend time between your visits chatting about the food you’d eaten, the menu, what you might be looking for on your next visit?… Read More »
“Get back here, you!” called the gaoler, as she neared the relative safety of the hallway, her bottom sore from the impact of his hand through the thin cotton of her bloomers. Her friend was already there, shaking in fear against the cold stone wall. “You didn’t think that was your punishment did you? HaHaHa! That… Read More »
By rights, this should be all about sex. After all, my last post left the newly arrived Lilly rubbing Arnica into my backside, which was tender and throbbing following an afternoon of corporal punishment from three Mistresses. Surely, you might think, this whole scene had been carefully designed as a prelude to hot sex in… Read More »
A while ago I arranged to meet Miss S, the lovely Lilly Watson*, at rental dungeon Better Than a Bed, sadly no longer available. We had had such fun there previously and I looked forward to continuing our exploration of bondage, submission and sadomasochism in the well equipped play space and of course especially looked forward to… Read More »
This post is all about sex. I’ve been asked why my posts don’t include much sex. It’s not very complicated really. I don’t have much sex to include. Not penetrative sex. I get into some outrageously sexy situations; I sometimes orgasm, either during a session or on my own but actual….y’know….actual sex; not so much.
In twenty years of seeing spanky sex workers I’ve never once played a school uniform role play. A submissive I once saw at a well known London establishment walked into the room in school uniform and I asked her to get undressed straight away. I know it’s THE staple for many professional submissives; a fantasy played out harmlessly… Read More »
The vanilla friend’s eyes were wide as she sat facing the bed where Elita and I were letting our kinks out to play. Her pretty mouth fell open slightly at the shock of what she was watching. “Oh my God!” she said. “That must really hurt a lot!” What could Elita possibly have been doing… Read More »
It’s an old fantasy. I tweeted about it. A beautiful, experienced Mistress. A pretty, young novice, eager to learn. A male sub, there for demonstration & practice. That would be hot, right? I’ve no idea what’s behind it; a submissive’s fantasy of being used, perhaps, handing over my agency to two strong women. When Elita… Read More »
I’ve been thinking about the lovely Katie quite a bit lately; to the point where I might need to see her soon. Last time we met I played out a hot scene from the Lars von Trier movie, Nymphomaniac Volume II, where Charlotte Gainsbourg is tied down over the arm of a Chesterfield sofa and… Read More »
The wonderful Mistress Elita had a twitter rant recently about what she described as “whorearchical bullshit” between sex workers offering different services, particularly those who either do, or do not, offer “penis in vagina” sex. The quote marks are intended to indicate my distaste for that expression.
I knew I was in trouble when Elita stepped out of her heels. It is quite possible to deliver a serious caning using the wrist alone, especially if you have selected a suitably whippy cane. But to deliver a real beating, the whole torso comes into play, the power of the stroke coming from the turn of… Read More »