Well first I'd like to apologise for a distinct lack of pics in my posts of late. But if you don't have much action, or what action you have isn't photographed then there isn't a lot to post. Sorry.
I hope however that people are finding my writing vaguely interesting as there are a few followers and hope that there with be a little more action and less navel gazing in the future.
Well this is just a quick update to prove I'm still here. Particularly as one of the blogs I've been following http://themasterandhisslave.blogspot.com/ has moved onto their own website due to concerns about Google / Blogspot. I believe that this blog should be ok cos I mainly write and stick up the odd pic but not videos - though I might if I had any of me being flogged or such ;-) If you do have some time themasterandhisslave blog is one I recommend and can now be found at http://www.themasterandhisslave.com/
Well to my update and as I said in the last post I met a guy off slaveboys and we had some drinks but he didn't want me to discuss further - I'm pleased to report that he was happy with how I handled that comment when I spoke to him on the phone so hopefully at some point we will meet again.
In the meantime as I also alluded to in that post I went to SMGays (http://www.smgays.org/) on the Thursday. Well this was a new experience and it was good as I'm quite a shy person to be able to meet some friends and acquaintances first at BarCode.(http://www.bar-code.co.uk/) It was a warm evening so we ended up sitting outside and having a drink before heading into the Hoist. (http://www.thehoist.co.uk/)
As previously reported I'm a bit of a clubbing virgin, really only having been to Collared. The Hoist is a place I've often seen from the outside as I used to work in the area, but have never been in. I was impressed with how it was set up and was soon getting a drink from the bar.
It was a CP and Flogging night so we were soon treated to some demonstrations and in fact the gang of us were a little too close to one of the areas and were asked to give a little space to swing the cat!.
The guy doing the majority of the demos was using a fairly light implement and was being very careful with it building carefully.
Then a couple of us, who had not been before, were offered a tour round by one of the more experienced attendees, and he took us round to see where things were. We saw a few interesting sights including some paddling but we were soon back to the bar area where I saw the most interesting demo of the evening.
A very cute slim sub was standing in the frame, being given similar treatment to that which the others had gotten, when a big guy came and stood in front of him. He held his head in a way which suggested he was his Top and was encouraging him to take the punishment, but in short order he was taking over from the guy that had been doing most of the demonstrating to deliver the rest himself; and deliver he did.
Taking a wide stranded flogger he stood back and let fly with all his power. (At least that's how it seemed by comparison with what had gone previously) the flogger came down with a heavy thud and "crump". Again and again the, "whop" sound was repeated and the slim guy took it very well. Watching it, I turned to a guy I was standing next to and we agreed that we were both jealous of the guy being flogged. It was a brilliant demo and in case either of the guys involved read this I will just say I wish I'd had the time to hang about a bit longer as I might well have been up there myself. The guys both deserved the spontaneous applause which greeted the end of the demo - but particularly the slim sub.
As I say I was very close to volunteering and indeed earlier in the evening was on the brink but other people with more get up and go (or perhaps just experience?) kept getting in the way. If there had been more of a lull between rounds of demo on the frame, or there had been a Top or Master there egging me on I might have been in - it was close at one point. But then it just got too late :-(
Still there was still Collared to go....
Showing posts with label Social Time. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Social Time. Show all posts
Friday, 29 April 2011
Saturday, 26 March 2011
Collared - March
On 26th March I had a very busy day planned - going to the March for the Alternative in Central London then onto a drink with some friends before heading up to Collared in the evening.
Well as Robbie said "The best-laid schemes o' mice an 'men Gang aft agley," and indeed they did.
My group were at the back of the march and by the time we got even to Trafalgar Square we were too late to see any speeches - trouble makers had started assaulting shops in Oxford Street and I was too late to get to my drink with mates.
So cutting my losses I headed off to Collared. Don't get me wrong the March was important and in parts was fun. But this isn't a political blog so I'm moving on.
Even cutting the mates out I still arrived late for pre-drinks and some of the normal crowd I mingle with were giving it a miss, but I still met with other friends and told them about my day (which had started at 6!! In order to get something dome before I left for the day)
Going down to the Basement Bar at Central Station it was noticeably quiet to start with (though it picked up later quite nicely - maybe there were more of us on the March?) but I enjoyed chatting with a couple of mates. I was showing one of them a few things to help keep his boyfriend in check - which was quite fun, and there was one punter who seemed out of it right at the start kept falling asleep in the corner! Which worried a few people!
We had the usual demos with some spanking, and one guy "shaving" pubes with a pair of clippers. But more interesting to me was dragging a couple of guys off into a dark corner where I ended up having a rare old time ...ahem ... snogging them!!
As usual at these events I had a few drinks and had a very pleasant evening - long may it continue... oh and thanks guys - you know who you are xx
Well as Robbie said "The best-laid schemes o' mice an 'men Gang aft agley," and indeed they did.
My group were at the back of the march and by the time we got even to Trafalgar Square we were too late to see any speeches - trouble makers had started assaulting shops in Oxford Street and I was too late to get to my drink with mates.
So cutting my losses I headed off to Collared. Don't get me wrong the March was important and in parts was fun. But this isn't a political blog so I'm moving on.
Even cutting the mates out I still arrived late for pre-drinks and some of the normal crowd I mingle with were giving it a miss, but I still met with other friends and told them about my day (which had started at 6!! In order to get something dome before I left for the day)
Going down to the Basement Bar at Central Station it was noticeably quiet to start with (though it picked up later quite nicely - maybe there were more of us on the March?) but I enjoyed chatting with a couple of mates. I was showing one of them a few things to help keep his boyfriend in check - which was quite fun, and there was one punter who seemed out of it right at the start kept falling asleep in the corner! Which worried a few people!
We had the usual demos with some spanking, and one guy "shaving" pubes with a pair of clippers. But more interesting to me was dragging a couple of guys off into a dark corner where I ended up having a rare old time ...ahem ... snogging them!!
As usual at these events I had a few drinks and had a very pleasant evening - long may it continue... oh and thanks guys - you know who you are xx
Friday, 11 March 2011
East London Master
Yesterday, I went to see the East London Master again.
We got off to a much better start and had some discussion. I know that he does not want me to bring much of our discussions and other personal stuff onto this blog, but suffice to say that after some great sex and some serious heart to heart we went on a little drive out and that social time meant a lot.
When we returned to his place for another short time together before he had to leave for an appointment he and I came to an understanding.
I would hold myself in to an exclusive position with him while we move into a period of "consideration".
He later said I was negotiating, but then that is me I suppose. I'm looking forward to the experience and at the moment I can see myself in some form of relationship with him, including being his owned slave, but I do have to know I've covered all the bases and that not only is it right for me - but that it's right for him. After all it is the duty of a good slave to look after his Master and his Master's interests, isn't it?
We got off to a much better start and had some discussion. I know that he does not want me to bring much of our discussions and other personal stuff onto this blog, but suffice to say that after some great sex and some serious heart to heart we went on a little drive out and that social time meant a lot.
When we returned to his place for another short time together before he had to leave for an appointment he and I came to an understanding.
I would hold myself in to an exclusive position with him while we move into a period of "consideration".
He later said I was negotiating, but then that is me I suppose. I'm looking forward to the experience and at the moment I can see myself in some form of relationship with him, including being his owned slave, but I do have to know I've covered all the bases and that not only is it right for me - but that it's right for him. After all it is the duty of a good slave to look after his Master and his Master's interests, isn't it?
Monday, 7 March 2011
A new start?
Yesterday I went to visit Master Himself and his Alpha - we went out to dinner and had a nice meal, thought the pub was overly busy (I can't imagine why the world and her husband were out to lunch yesterday but it seemed like it.)
Anyway after we returned back to their flat I told Master Himself that I had an opportunity to get further training with another master, and that I knew he had too much on at the moment to give me the time I need, so we broke the Master/slave dynamic (one could say what was left of it) which leaves me free to pursue alternatives.
Of course that does not mean we will not stay in touch or be friends, good kink friends are hard to find, though how much I see of him and his will of course depend on how his situation develops as much as on how mine does.
I'm booked in to see East London Master on Friday so hope a chat with him goes as well.
Anyway after we returned back to their flat I told Master Himself that I had an opportunity to get further training with another master, and that I knew he had too much on at the moment to give me the time I need, so we broke the Master/slave dynamic (one could say what was left of it) which leaves me free to pursue alternatives.
Of course that does not mean we will not stay in touch or be friends, good kink friends are hard to find, though how much I see of him and his will of course depend on how his situation develops as much as on how mine does.
I'm booked in to see East London Master on Friday so hope a chat with him goes as well.
Sunday, 27 February 2011
Collared - a new start ..
Well after going missing last month following the bust up with Slaveboys, collared returned last night and of the people I interact with there most seemed to be present, as well as some people I've met elsewhere and saw there for the first time.
A few people were suggesting that the event not being constantly advertised on Slaveboys might mean it would be too small, or not succeed, but it worked ok for me.
Yes it started a little later than advertised and the music wasn't as fluid as perhaps it should be but then I'd be happier if the music was turned down a bit anyway -as I'd prefer to hear the spankings more lol..
... but overall it worked well.
I managed to get a snog in and even a mouthful! But when I was asked if I wanted to get flogged in a demo ... well I declined as I'd prefer that try out a top in private and know what to expect.
Though the guy is one I'd trust, I wasn't sure I'd trust myself not to wimp out! Also put on the spot I was indecisive ... and then someone else volunteered! Phew!
Later in the evening I saw a paddling, first over very tight jeans and then bare, the guys arse was VERY red but he said he wouldn't bruise - which I find hard to believe. Anyway I think he wore out the two tops beating him and I'd certainly be very sore for a week on far less abuse!
It was fun and hope it continues, I'll be there next month I think!
A few people were suggesting that the event not being constantly advertised on Slaveboys might mean it would be too small, or not succeed, but it worked ok for me.
Yes it started a little later than advertised and the music wasn't as fluid as perhaps it should be but then I'd be happier if the music was turned down a bit anyway -as I'd prefer to hear the spankings more lol..
... but overall it worked well.
I managed to get a snog in and even a mouthful! But when I was asked if I wanted to get flogged in a demo ... well I declined as I'd prefer that try out a top in private and know what to expect.
Though the guy is one I'd trust, I wasn't sure I'd trust myself not to wimp out! Also put on the spot I was indecisive ... and then someone else volunteered! Phew!
Later in the evening I saw a paddling, first over very tight jeans and then bare, the guys arse was VERY red but he said he wouldn't bruise - which I find hard to believe. Anyway I think he wore out the two tops beating him and I'd certainly be very sore for a week on far less abuse!
It was fun and hope it continues, I'll be there next month I think!
Monday, 10 January 2011
Complications
It's odd isn't it. Just when you think you know where you are you get a curved ball thrown at you by life, again!Just before Christmas I found a card through my door from the postie telling me that I had a letter to sign for - now having been there before - I decided that there was little point in my going down on the only day I was at home before Christmas, a couple of days later; and by the time I next going to be at home (today) I decided it'd be easier to get it redelivered.
So this morning there is the postie delivering a Christmas card from Master Himself and his Alpha - that's more than a bit kinky!
Anyway - as I've intimated in the past, I'd felt that there was a dropping off of interest from them before but now, anyway first to digress...
Recently I went out and in a pub started chatting to these couple of guys who I'd thought were together. One was very touchy feelie with the other but then when I was chatting to one while the other went off to the toilet, he said they'd just met that day, and wasn't the guy who'd gone to the toilet really cute.
Well while agreeing I'd have preferred the the guy in the toilet was interested in me than the guy I was chatting to.
Anyway to cut a long story short eventually it was time to go and the "cute" guy who (during the conversation had told us his previous partner had been a bit kinky - well it came up in conversation!) went off with me, and we ended up snogging on the street - which I'd never done before!
Well after chatting for an hour I'd had a good time and are defiantly going to meet for something more!
Then this morning while awaiting the postie I get a message from a guy on Recon I've been chatting to, (the one in East London I mentioned before?) a very experienced who not only sounds sane but who also wants to have me over for a session with a view to getting into something heavier! Now I'd thought he'd lost interest as I thought he must have recoved from the Christmas flu, but no he is still dealing with the tail end of it and wanting to be fully fit so as not to pass it on and is still very interested - another long conversation today wearing my phone battery down!
So here I am with a really nice couple who I've got to know quite well and had some real good and novel experiences with and who want to continue with our relationship, though who have not had the time in recent months to spend the time on it, so I've been languishing.
A really nice guy I'd like to get to know more who I just met and who seems to be open to some kink play, and a Master with experience who also wants to help me on my journey!
And this is without the guy I was talking about last time who likes it rough and who also wants to get to know me more!
This is all getting a bit tricky, but nothing has actually happened yet!!!
Sunday, 28 November 2010
Wednesday, 24 November 2010
DIY?? When you have a slave?
Master is going away for a couple of weeks at the beginning of December so as I haven't seen him in a while because, as I'm mentioned before, he is working so hard; and because I will not be about this coming weekend: last week I emailed him to remind him I would not be about before he flew out.
He replied suggesting that that I went over Saturday afternoon as his Alpha wanted me then and that I should stay over until Sunday when we could have some time together Sunday afternoon-evening.
Saturday 20th
Well when getting ready for Sir I clipped my hair down to virtually shaved as I know Master likes it but when I arrived about 5:30pm it was to find the pair of them up to their ears in DIY, on a project which would flavour the weekend, of course this being a SandM blog the DIY only acts as punctuation, but in real life there was as much time spent DIYing as on SandM.
I was a little surprised as I would have offered to go over earlier if I could have been of help – but I think they wanted to DIT - Do It Themselves!
A bit of nesting? ;-)
Anyway after a bit of finishing of what they were doing and while letting the latest bit dry I got stripped off, (Master had been concerned I didn't strip while all the tools etc were around in case I got hurt being naked) now Sir saw my body and was pleased at the lack of hair! Then Master's Alpha took me away into the bedroom while Master got on with some things he wanted to do and left us to it.
Sir got on the bed and got me to give him a back rub, but this quickly turned into a bit more as he turned over and had me use my hands on, what I think is, his favourite bits; his nipples. So in short order there I was kneeling on the bed between his legs with both hands on his nipples and, much better for me, his cock down my throat.
Well of course it wasn't long before my nipples were also being worked on, as was my pain threshold! First with his strong fingers pinching and twisting my nipples but then with his teethed clamps! On this occasion Sir told me the nipple clamps were a heavier sprung pair than the ones he has used before and boy did they hurt!!
Anyway after a lot of sucking of Sir's cock (including my choking with his cock down my throat), a lot of working and pulling of my nipples by Sir (and of his by me) he took the chain connecting the clamps and wrapped it around his cock while he wanked. Every movement pulled on my nipples which pulled my tits out from my chest and dug the clamps deep into the skin.
Finally I was allowed his cum, which tasted great. The pressure was released from my nipples and, surprisingly, there wasn't the pain I expected from that release. (Perhaps the thin teeth while digging in and hurting doesn't exclude the blood enough to cause that pain on release which characterises the clover clamp or even humble washing pegs.)
Sir and I then got up and went to find Master, who had been busy tidying and sorting out his business.
We went out for some dinner, fish and chips at the local chippy. The rest of the evening was spent socialising with them both.
Sunday 21st
We spent the night three in the bed and I got a reasonable nights sleep, but come the morning, and after breakfast, Master had to go out, leaving his Alpha ably assisted by yours truly to continue with the DIY.
So we did, we humped some stuff about and prepared and completed some more of the project. then while waiting for the next stage to dry Sir went off to do some stuff on the computer and I read some of my book.
Later I made some coffee and read some more. Then once again, (and I don't remember why we started) but Sir got me onto my knees while he fucked my face. Once again I was honoured with his spunk but this time not directly delivered into my throat but licked up from his stomach and chest where he'd shot it (with my... “encouragement”) halfway to over his shoulder!
;)
Not long after Master returned and we showed him what we had been doing (in the DIY department) which was now nearly dry to touch – though it was decided to let it go over for the full 24 hours stated on the box before continuing.
So we tidied the flat up to a point where it could be left in comfort awaiting that time and, as it was now lunchtime, went out to lunch. This was also on our way to the local supermarket where we went after a nice Sunday dinner in a diner (I had home-made chicken and mushroom pie.)
Returning from the shops and after putting away all the shopping Master dragged me off to the bedroom grabbing me by the balls and using them as a handle on me while Sir went off to do some stuff on his computer that he had started earlier.
In the bedroom I was soon servicing Sir, both by rubbing his back, licking him on back, feet, underarm etc and by taking his cock deep into my throat, including hanging my head back over a pile of pillows on the bed to get my throat fucked. After a while we rested and even ended up playing some X-box games.
Returning to the bedroom we chatted a long time, discussing things and generally catching up, but it wasn't long before Master had me hugging a pile of pillows face down on the bed
receiving, and crying out rather badly from some whacks from his crop across my arse though also some strokes across my feet. The stripes looked really good but I was terribly embarrassed that I was wimping out with relatively low levels of pain and realised how out of practice with it I was.
I also realised as we chatted after that when I looked back it was now over a year since I'd had sex with anyone but Master and Sir as I'd not been with anyone in the last year. Not that I've been forbidden, I have even sought and got permission in theory but it's just not worked out.
Anyway back in the bedroom Sir and I chatted some more and I explained that I could usually take the cane (or such – like his crop) better after a build up with hand or paddle.
Well I really ought to learn to keep my mouth shut as I was soon on the receiving end of such a build up from one of Sir's paddles. As usual in these circumstances one starts to get addicted to the constant regular stokes and when they stop, while part of you is relieved and pleased, another part is disappointed and wants them to continue. It's that lack of judgement ability which drives the need for a Master one can trust to make the decision of when you have truly had enough, if you are like that.
After the build up and a rest and some more discussion with Sir about how I felt I had failed to
be satisfying if I was not feeling the pain the next day, that I'd somehow wimped out; I was lucky enough to be granted a further 12 strokes with the crop. This did show the benefit of the longer build up with the endorphins flowing. And it certainly ensured I felt it the next day, and the next!
After some more chatting and having show Sir my very red arse it was time for me to go home.
Since then the red arse has turned to various shades and hues, (as is normal in these situations)
One friend seeing the pics said it looked like I'd been beaten up. Which in one sense I had. But it's not the same as being assaulted on the street. I was mentally prepared and indeed complicit in the act, and while there was pain (quite a lot) it was applied carefully over a period of time and the damage continuously assessed to ensure it was not serious or permanent.
Anyway while Master is away I hope I hear from him occasionally by text, message or the like and that I see Sir.
He replied suggesting that that I went over Saturday afternoon as his Alpha wanted me then and that I should stay over until Sunday when we could have some time together Sunday afternoon-evening.
Saturday 20th
Well when getting ready for Sir I clipped my hair down to virtually shaved as I know Master likes it but when I arrived about 5:30pm it was to find the pair of them up to their ears in DIY, on a project which would flavour the weekend, of course this being a SandM blog the DIY only acts as punctuation, but in real life there was as much time spent DIYing as on SandM.
I was a little surprised as I would have offered to go over earlier if I could have been of help – but I think they wanted to DIT - Do It Themselves!
A bit of nesting? ;-)
Anyway after a bit of finishing of what they were doing and while letting the latest bit dry I got stripped off, (Master had been concerned I didn't strip while all the tools etc were around in case I got hurt being naked) now Sir saw my body and was pleased at the lack of hair! Then Master's Alpha took me away into the bedroom while Master got on with some things he wanted to do and left us to it.
Sir got on the bed and got me to give him a back rub, but this quickly turned into a bit more as he turned over and had me use my hands on, what I think is, his favourite bits; his nipples. So in short order there I was kneeling on the bed between his legs with both hands on his nipples and, much better for me, his cock down my throat.
Well of course it wasn't long before my nipples were also being worked on, as was my pain threshold! First with his strong fingers pinching and twisting my nipples but then with his teethed clamps! On this occasion Sir told me the nipple clamps were a heavier sprung pair than the ones he has used before and boy did they hurt!!
Anyway after a lot of sucking of Sir's cock (including my choking with his cock down my throat), a lot of working and pulling of my nipples by Sir (and of his by me) he took the chain connecting the clamps and wrapped it around his cock while he wanked. Every movement pulled on my nipples which pulled my tits out from my chest and dug the clamps deep into the skin.
Finally I was allowed his cum, which tasted great. The pressure was released from my nipples and, surprisingly, there wasn't the pain I expected from that release. (Perhaps the thin teeth while digging in and hurting doesn't exclude the blood enough to cause that pain on release which characterises the clover clamp or even humble washing pegs.)
Sir and I then got up and went to find Master, who had been busy tidying and sorting out his business.
We went out for some dinner, fish and chips at the local chippy. The rest of the evening was spent socialising with them both.
Sunday 21st
We spent the night three in the bed and I got a reasonable nights sleep, but come the morning, and after breakfast, Master had to go out, leaving his Alpha ably assisted by yours truly to continue with the DIY.
So we did, we humped some stuff about and prepared and completed some more of the project. then while waiting for the next stage to dry Sir went off to do some stuff on the computer and I read some of my book.
Later I made some coffee and read some more. Then once again, (and I don't remember why we started) but Sir got me onto my knees while he fucked my face. Once again I was honoured with his spunk but this time not directly delivered into my throat but licked up from his stomach and chest where he'd shot it (with my... “encouragement”) halfway to over his shoulder!
;)
Not long after Master returned and we showed him what we had been doing (in the DIY department) which was now nearly dry to touch – though it was decided to let it go over for the full 24 hours stated on the box before continuing.
So we tidied the flat up to a point where it could be left in comfort awaiting that time and, as it was now lunchtime, went out to lunch. This was also on our way to the local supermarket where we went after a nice Sunday dinner in a diner (I had home-made chicken and mushroom pie.)
Returning from the shops and after putting away all the shopping Master dragged me off to the bedroom grabbing me by the balls and using them as a handle on me while Sir went off to do some stuff on his computer that he had started earlier.
In the bedroom I was soon servicing Sir, both by rubbing his back, licking him on back, feet, underarm etc and by taking his cock deep into my throat, including hanging my head back over a pile of pillows on the bed to get my throat fucked. After a while we rested and even ended up playing some X-box games.
Returning to the bedroom we chatted a long time, discussing things and generally catching up, but it wasn't long before Master had me hugging a pile of pillows face down on the bed
receiving, and crying out rather badly from some whacks from his crop across my arse though also some strokes across my feet. The stripes looked really good but I was terribly embarrassed that I was wimping out with relatively low levels of pain and realised how out of practice with it I was.I also realised as we chatted after that when I looked back it was now over a year since I'd had sex with anyone but Master and Sir as I'd not been with anyone in the last year. Not that I've been forbidden, I have even sought and got permission in theory but it's just not worked out.
Anyway back in the bedroom Sir and I chatted some more and I explained that I could usually take the cane (or such – like his crop) better after a build up with hand or paddle.
Well I really ought to learn to keep my mouth shut as I was soon on the receiving end of such a build up from one of Sir's paddles. As usual in these circumstances one starts to get addicted to the constant regular stokes and when they stop, while part of you is relieved and pleased, another part is disappointed and wants them to continue. It's that lack of judgement ability which drives the need for a Master one can trust to make the decision of when you have truly had enough, if you are like that.
After the build up and a rest and some more discussion with Sir about how I felt I had failed to
be satisfying if I was not feeling the pain the next day, that I'd somehow wimped out; I was lucky enough to be granted a further 12 strokes with the crop. This did show the benefit of the longer build up with the endorphins flowing. And it certainly ensured I felt it the next day, and the next!After some more chatting and having show Sir my very red arse it was time for me to go home.
Since then the red arse has turned to various shades and hues, (as is normal in these situations)
One friend seeing the pics said it looked like I'd been beaten up. Which in one sense I had. But it's not the same as being assaulted on the street. I was mentally prepared and indeed complicit in the act, and while there was pain (quite a lot) it was applied carefully over a period of time and the damage continuously assessed to ensure it was not serious or permanent.Anyway while Master is away I hope I hear from him occasionally by text, message or the like and that I see Sir.
Sunday, 7 November 2010
Caged!
Yesterday I went out with Master and his Alpha (Sir) for a celebration. with a few of their friends too we had a good time.
Afterwards we travelled back to their place where I was going to spend the night. Right at the last minute and a little to my surprise it was decided that I should spend the night in their cage.
Now I've always had a schizophrenic attitude to this as part of me wanted to try the cage out for size but another part of me was concerned with being locked up unable to escape - and I certainly would not be able to as the cage is very heavy duty and (unless you smuggled in a power saw) completely escape proof.
Getting back into their flat I stripped, as per protocol, and after Master had gone to bed not feeling well, (a cold probably brought on by the workload I've mentioned before) Sir, got me sucking his cock and playing with his nipples.
He then got me to follow him into their playroom where he padlocked a chain round my neck, placed a shoulder/chest harness over my chest and then tortured my nipples while getting me to again suck his cock and play with his nipples.
But it was late at night after our jolly pleasant evening and it wasn't very long before I was being ordered into the cage. and told to "get comfortable". I asked if that was possible? Whereupon I was advised that putting my legs through the bars might help.
Sir asked if I wanted a pillow, all the cage had otherwise was a foam pad an inch or so thick (though as I was to discover surprisingly comfortable) and I accepted. I did ask Sir if I might be permitted my jumper in case it got cold in the night which he readily agreed to.
He then was very kind and placed the keys of the cage door padlock within reach to permit me to either get out to go to the toilet or to join them in bed should I get too cold. I was very touched by the care and concern shown to me by this and immediately determined not to abuse this privilege offered (though I expected I might need to use the facility for the toilet as we had been drinking, I was not going to leave the cage till morning otherwise unless there was some emergency.
With some final kind words Sir then went to bed and left my in the cage in the dark!
Well putting my legs thru the bars wasn't so good as the gaps were not as wide as my legs are so they rubbed - I curled up into a festal position which was fine (and quite comfortable for a short while) but because the cage isn't a wide as my upper leg is long, that took some manoeuvring. And when I wanted to turn over that too was very tricky. Rotating your body in a confined space, where all the dimensions seem deliberately designed such that every position you try something catches in a awkward place, isn't easy. The thick metal bars were also cold and so prolonged touching against my naked body was another discomfort as they sucked the heat out.
So I was discomforted by the whole thing, and even tired as I was, slept only fitfully. Within a short time I reached for my jumper and that was a lifeline as it kept me warm. Though putting it on in the confines of the cage wasn't a simple task itself).
Sorta turned by the while thing though discomforted and laying awake, (as I did on and off all night) I could only think how lucky I was to be given this opportunity and how, though half of me would have liked it to be without the chance to leave until released, I was grateful I had access to the key as I'd soon need to have a pee.
Well eventually I did give into the feeling and a little shamefaced with myself I retrieved the key, undid the padlock and slipped out to the bathroom for a pee.
Ablutions completed I went straight back into the cage were I remained the rest of the night.
In the morning Sir came in to let me out and help make breakfast.
After breakfast, while Master got ready to go out, Sir took me to bed for a cuddle and after a sleep (as we were still tired).
Then afterwards to serve him with both my mouth and my pain as he wanked watching my face as he pulled on some teethed nipple clamps and I channelled my pain as well as I could.
So a great day out ending with a great night locked in - thank you Sir it was fun.
Afterwards we travelled back to their place where I was going to spend the night. Right at the last minute and a little to my surprise it was decided that I should spend the night in their cage.
Now I've always had a schizophrenic attitude to this as part of me wanted to try the cage out for size but another part of me was concerned with being locked up unable to escape - and I certainly would not be able to as the cage is very heavy duty and (unless you smuggled in a power saw) completely escape proof.
Getting back into their flat I stripped, as per protocol, and after Master had gone to bed not feeling well, (a cold probably brought on by the workload I've mentioned before) Sir, got me sucking his cock and playing with his nipples.
He then got me to follow him into their playroom where he padlocked a chain round my neck, placed a shoulder/chest harness over my chest and then tortured my nipples while getting me to again suck his cock and play with his nipples.
But it was late at night after our jolly pleasant evening and it wasn't very long before I was being ordered into the cage. and told to "get comfortable". I asked if that was possible? Whereupon I was advised that putting my legs through the bars might help.
Sir asked if I wanted a pillow, all the cage had otherwise was a foam pad an inch or so thick (though as I was to discover surprisingly comfortable) and I accepted. I did ask Sir if I might be permitted my jumper in case it got cold in the night which he readily agreed to.
He then was very kind and placed the keys of the cage door padlock within reach to permit me to either get out to go to the toilet or to join them in bed should I get too cold. I was very touched by the care and concern shown to me by this and immediately determined not to abuse this privilege offered (though I expected I might need to use the facility for the toilet as we had been drinking, I was not going to leave the cage till morning otherwise unless there was some emergency.
With some final kind words Sir then went to bed and left my in the cage in the dark!
Well putting my legs thru the bars wasn't so good as the gaps were not as wide as my legs are so they rubbed - I curled up into a festal position which was fine (and quite comfortable for a short while) but because the cage isn't a wide as my upper leg is long, that took some manoeuvring. And when I wanted to turn over that too was very tricky. Rotating your body in a confined space, where all the dimensions seem deliberately designed such that every position you try something catches in a awkward place, isn't easy. The thick metal bars were also cold and so prolonged touching against my naked body was another discomfort as they sucked the heat out.
So I was discomforted by the whole thing, and even tired as I was, slept only fitfully. Within a short time I reached for my jumper and that was a lifeline as it kept me warm. Though putting it on in the confines of the cage wasn't a simple task itself).
Sorta turned by the while thing though discomforted and laying awake, (as I did on and off all night) I could only think how lucky I was to be given this opportunity and how, though half of me would have liked it to be without the chance to leave until released, I was grateful I had access to the key as I'd soon need to have a pee.
Well eventually I did give into the feeling and a little shamefaced with myself I retrieved the key, undid the padlock and slipped out to the bathroom for a pee.
Ablutions completed I went straight back into the cage were I remained the rest of the night.
In the morning Sir came in to let me out and help make breakfast.
After breakfast, while Master got ready to go out, Sir took me to bed for a cuddle and after a sleep (as we were still tired).
Then afterwards to serve him with both my mouth and my pain as he wanked watching my face as he pulled on some teethed nipple clamps and I channelled my pain as well as I could.
So a great day out ending with a great night locked in - thank you Sir it was fun.
Sunday, 24 October 2010
Collared - but not
Last night I went to collared (http://clubcollared.com) again. Back in its original venue and with more experience it was a much better event that the previous time I went in March.
I had asked Master if he wanted to come in the week leading up but he had at first not made up his mind then said he had some problems which would prevent him from coming anyway. As Master wasn't there I wasn't wearing a collar (something which I thought better of later)
So in the end I went with a friend who has an interest in kink and s and m but who hadn't been to a club before (much like me previously).
We went to the pre-collared meet and there I was chatting to a few of the people I had met on the Slaveboys London walks http://www.slaveboys.co.uk. I was surprised at how many people I already knew, but that was nice too.
Anyway it was soon time to go down into the club and there bumped into a few more.
Standing around chatting, suddenly behind me one of the "demos" kicked off with one guy wrapping another in clingfilm.
Once wrapped he was placed onto the padded top of a cage and the top then preceded to torture his genitals with hand squeezing, a TENS machine and Deep Heat but then turned up the heat in a different way with some bastinardo, whacking the sub's feet hard with a folded belt for a cracking (oh dear what a terrible pun) sound.
One foot, then the other, then both together as the sub took some hard strokes
Released from the clingfilm he quickly got dressed and the crowd watching returned to their drinks and chatting.
Soon another demo was starting when one of the respected Masters was tying a sub into the stocks. I say tying because with his legs spread and ball parachute fitted that was pulled tight to the bottom cross piece and his ball sack stretched!
Some paddling followed as well as some other activities….
The demos seemed to come thick and fast now as first one guy was strapped into a spreader chair while pegs were applied all over, while this was going on just a short way away a flogging or two.
Meanwhile the sounds of hand spanking kept catching my attention from different corners of the club and this all added to the atmosphere. So I had a very nice time watching, drinking and chatting with friends until in the end it was time to leave to catch my train.
It is a real shame that the trains stop so early as I could have stayed longer, even if I would have regretted it today (quite tired anyway) but who knows what might have happened!
Think I may well go again in a few weeks when the next one is on - was fun.
I had asked Master if he wanted to come in the week leading up but he had at first not made up his mind then said he had some problems which would prevent him from coming anyway. As Master wasn't there I wasn't wearing a collar (something which I thought better of later)
So in the end I went with a friend who has an interest in kink and s and m but who hadn't been to a club before (much like me previously).
We went to the pre-collared meet and there I was chatting to a few of the people I had met on the Slaveboys London walks http://www.slaveboys.co.uk. I was surprised at how many people I already knew, but that was nice too.
Anyway it was soon time to go down into the club and there bumped into a few more.
Standing around chatting, suddenly behind me one of the "demos" kicked off with one guy wrapping another in clingfilm.
Once wrapped he was placed onto the padded top of a cage and the top then preceded to torture his genitals with hand squeezing, a TENS machine and Deep Heat but then turned up the heat in a different way with some bastinardo, whacking the sub's feet hard with a folded belt for a cracking (oh dear what a terrible pun) sound.
One foot, then the other, then both together as the sub took some hard strokes
Released from the clingfilm he quickly got dressed and the crowd watching returned to their drinks and chatting.
Soon another demo was starting when one of the respected Masters was tying a sub into the stocks. I say tying because with his legs spread and ball parachute fitted that was pulled tight to the bottom cross piece and his ball sack stretched!
Some paddling followed as well as some other activities….
The demos seemed to come thick and fast now as first one guy was strapped into a spreader chair while pegs were applied all over, while this was going on just a short way away a flogging or two.
Meanwhile the sounds of hand spanking kept catching my attention from different corners of the club and this all added to the atmosphere. So I had a very nice time watching, drinking and chatting with friends until in the end it was time to leave to catch my train.
It is a real shame that the trains stop so early as I could have stayed longer, even if I would have regretted it today (quite tired anyway) but who knows what might have happened!
Think I may well go again in a few weeks when the next one is on - was fun.
Friday, 17 September 2010
Catching up!
Once again I need to apologise - it's been a long time since I updated my blog. The only excuse I have is that the summer has been hectic and I've been very busy.
I could add that I've not been the only one, Master has been very busy too, and that though I have seen my Master and Sir, it hasn't been very often and has been almost entirely social time we have spent together since my last post.
On the 7th August I was in the parade at Brighton Pride, at the end of the march in the park of course we had the usual problems contacting people using the mobile network as it was obviously overloaded. Worse this year I imagine because of the even higher numbers of people present. I'm not going to comment further except to say that I'm not sure I'll bother again. While
it was still free - you were not so free in the other sense of being able to get in and out of the ground with fencing everywhere - one of my friends could not get to us easily and it took me a long time to find my way out the back to where there were under the trees!!
while there I did meet a few old friends including the Slaveboys meet and I did manage to meet up with Master, Sir and a couple of his friends but they were on a different agenda as I had driven down and they had come by train, they were going to head into town from the park and I was more lined up for heading off to have fish and chips with a mate. So after a quick chat, we went off to pursue our separate agendas.
On the 15th August Sir had some friends staying for the weekend. I went over to have spend
some social time with them on the Sunday afternoon and while they understood something of the Master/Slave bit they were not involved in it. Our normal Master / slave protocols were toned down a little and the day was a pleasant "normal" social day with me acting as driver for the five of us driving into Kent spending a nice time walking and looking at farm animals, picking fruit off the hedgerows and such. They had been out late the night (morning?) before with the 
result that when we returned up the M20 at one point I was the only one awake and they all crashed out (the three in the back with their heads on each others shoulders - awww!)
Around the 19th I tripped over and badly grazed my knee and therefore acquiring a nasty scab - Not that it stopped me going out on the 3rd Slaveboys' London walk on the 21st. This walk was in North London along the route of an old railway line from Finsbury to Alexandra Palace. It was great fun with several pups on leads and turning heads. Across the terrace at Ally Pally one young bloke was heard to exclaim "oh shit". We finished the day going to Central Station from where I finalised arrangement with Master by text for a meet on 23rd.
Of course my knee did prevent me kneeling properly to take Master's cock on the 23rd but I think I gave him good oral service in spite of the minor difficulties. Both he and his Alpha were more concerned at the look of my Knee than I was, as I knew it would soon be mended. The session was not overlie strenuous, partly due to my knee but also because it was a "school night and both Master and Sir were tired.
I really have missed some heavier pain from a flogging or the like recently and hope i get to serve in this way soon.
I went on holiday on the 3rd September to visit friends abroad. I had hoped to meet up with a Master I'd chatted to on Recon on and off for a year or so - having received dominant connect first of course - but we didn't manage to. It seemed to me he wasn't very interested when it came to it and was making excuses - but I might be wrong and it just be may have been that the situation didn't work out. It didn't happen anyway - which is sad as the guy has some good pics and looked ok. But anyway it never happens - as Master said "his loss"
Earlier in the year Master asked me if I wanted to go to the Last Night of the Proms and as it had always been in my life as a child with my parents always watching this event on tele I said I
would be pleased to.
Well finally the time had come, Saturday 11th of September was the night and we arrived to queue up at 11:30 round the back of the Albert Hall. Thus began a different sort of social time, both with Master and Sir (while sitting on the pavement and helpfully acting as a pillow for Sir's head at one point) and the other members of the queue. Well several hours later we got into the hall and had a good ol' sing song. A very pleasant evening. If I do it again I must take some games though!
Afterwards we returned back to their abode, but as it was very late and they were busy on the Sunday I decided not to stay over and returned home.
So as you see I have seen a fair bit of, and had some pleasant social time with Master over recent weeks but apart from 23rd August not provided much service - the recording of which was the primary reason for this blog. I hope that this will change soon and I'll be carrying a few more marks for him. Though why even writing this starts me getting hard is still beyond me! I just know it does.
Long term readers we realise we are very close to a year since I started writing this blog as a record of meeting and training with Master. I hope we mark that too.
I could add that I've not been the only one, Master has been very busy too, and that though I have seen my Master and Sir, it hasn't been very often and has been almost entirely social time we have spent together since my last post.
On the 7th August I was in the parade at Brighton Pride, at the end of the march in the park of course we had the usual problems contacting people using the mobile network as it was obviously overloaded. Worse this year I imagine because of the even higher numbers of people present. I'm not going to comment further except to say that I'm not sure I'll bother again. While
it was still free - you were not so free in the other sense of being able to get in and out of the ground with fencing everywhere - one of my friends could not get to us easily and it took me a long time to find my way out the back to where there were under the trees!!while there I did meet a few old friends including the Slaveboys meet and I did manage to meet up with Master, Sir and a couple of his friends but they were on a different agenda as I had driven down and they had come by train, they were going to head into town from the park and I was more lined up for heading off to have fish and chips with a mate. So after a quick chat, we went off to pursue our separate agendas.
On the 15th August Sir had some friends staying for the weekend. I went over to have spend
some social time with them on the Sunday afternoon and while they understood something of the Master/Slave bit they were not involved in it. Our normal Master / slave protocols were toned down a little and the day was a pleasant "normal" social day with me acting as driver for the five of us driving into Kent spending a nice time walking and looking at farm animals, picking fruit off the hedgerows and such. They had been out late the night (morning?) before with the 
result that when we returned up the M20 at one point I was the only one awake and they all crashed out (the three in the back with their heads on each others shoulders - awww!)Around the 19th I tripped over and badly grazed my knee and therefore acquiring a nasty scab - Not that it stopped me going out on the 3rd Slaveboys' London walk on the 21st. This walk was in North London along the route of an old railway line from Finsbury to Alexandra Palace. It was great fun with several pups on leads and turning heads. Across the terrace at Ally Pally one young bloke was heard to exclaim "oh shit". We finished the day going to Central Station from where I finalised arrangement with Master by text for a meet on 23rd.
Of course my knee did prevent me kneeling properly to take Master's cock on the 23rd but I think I gave him good oral service in spite of the minor difficulties. Both he and his Alpha were more concerned at the look of my Knee than I was, as I knew it would soon be mended. The session was not overlie strenuous, partly due to my knee but also because it was a "school night and both Master and Sir were tired.
I really have missed some heavier pain from a flogging or the like recently and hope i get to serve in this way soon.
I went on holiday on the 3rd September to visit friends abroad. I had hoped to meet up with a Master I'd chatted to on Recon on and off for a year or so - having received dominant connect first of course - but we didn't manage to. It seemed to me he wasn't very interested when it came to it and was making excuses - but I might be wrong and it just be may have been that the situation didn't work out. It didn't happen anyway - which is sad as the guy has some good pics and looked ok. But anyway it never happens - as Master said "his loss"
Earlier in the year Master asked me if I wanted to go to the Last Night of the Proms and as it had always been in my life as a child with my parents always watching this event on tele I said I
would be pleased to.Well finally the time had come, Saturday 11th of September was the night and we arrived to queue up at 11:30 round the back of the Albert Hall. Thus began a different sort of social time, both with Master and Sir (while sitting on the pavement and helpfully acting as a pillow for Sir's head at one point) and the other members of the queue. Well several hours later we got into the hall and had a good ol' sing song. A very pleasant evening. If I do it again I must take some games though!
Afterwards we returned back to their abode, but as it was very late and they were busy on the Sunday I decided not to stay over and returned home.
So as you see I have seen a fair bit of, and had some pleasant social time with Master over recent weeks but apart from 23rd August not provided much service - the recording of which was the primary reason for this blog. I hope that this will change soon and I'll be carrying a few more marks for him. Though why even writing this starts me getting hard is still beyond me! I just know it does.
Long term readers we realise we are very close to a year since I started writing this blog as a record of meeting and training with Master. I hope we mark that too.
Tuesday, 13 July 2010
Memories of times past...
Still not had another session with a Master (though as I write this I am awaiting a shag to come over - but a vanilla one) as our calanders haven't co-incedided both busy with work and or (in my case Pride.
I saw both him and his Alpha at London Pride and also saw Master socially in town for a drink and a chat - but no sex.
But a thread on Slaveboys inspired me to recall and write the following, and having done so thought you might enjoy it - the incident is from 17 years ago...
I was once fucked in a sling (hands tied to chains above my head) legs to chains at the bottom and the top fucked me and wanked me at the same time, I came and he hadn't - he says I'm not stopping now an he carried on fucking and wanking - I came again and still he hadn't so he carried on till yep I came a third time in less than 10/15 minutes (I'd guess - you'll understand I wasn't looking at a watch or ought at the time)
Anyway he came about the same time as I did the 3rd time - great fun, but a long time ago now :-(
I saw both him and his Alpha at London Pride and also saw Master socially in town for a drink and a chat - but no sex.
But a thread on Slaveboys inspired me to recall and write the following, and having done so thought you might enjoy it - the incident is from 17 years ago...
I was once fucked in a sling (hands tied to chains above my head) legs to chains at the bottom and the top fucked me and wanked me at the same time, I came and he hadn't - he says I'm not stopping now an he carried on fucking and wanking - I came again and still he hadn't so he carried on till yep I came a third time in less than 10/15 minutes (I'd guess - you'll understand I wasn't looking at a watch or ought at the time)
Anyway he came about the same time as I did the 3rd time - great fun, but a long time ago now :-(
Monday, 5 July 2010
Pride
Well Pride was a lot of fun, I did take my leather waistcoat to wear - but it was SOOOOOO hot.
Also tried to meet up with Master and his Alpha during the march, as I was there in the march with friends and colleagues but there were so many people .....
Saw them at the pub after and had a nice chat.
I was a nice day
Got to do it another few times yet though! Including Brighton in August.
Also tried to meet up with Master and his Alpha during the march, as I was there in the march with friends and colleagues but there were so many people .....
Saw them at the pub after and had a nice chat.
I was a nice day
Got to do it another few times yet though! Including Brighton in August.
Monday, 28 June 2010
Long Time No See
First an Apology and explanation for a lack of postings.
It's not been because I was bored with the blog or that I was dropping it. It was simply that I have been busy with work and so has Master Himself - so I simply haven't had any fun (beyond the odd fantasy and wank) since my last post.
Well last night we met up for a drink, a chat and I slept over. I drove over and Master and I went out to the pub, his Alpha was busy with other things.
I can't say a lot happened in the realms of interest for most readers of this blog (I suspect gentle reader you are more interested in the SandM aspects?)
It was very last minute and low key; I did, (after we returned from the evening out), end up with my balls squeezed, and Master's Alpha did twist my nipples and slap my balls around a couple of times to get my cock hard as a tease, but the only other sexual thing that happened was my sucking Master off this morning - yum!
It was however for me a very pleasant evening and a nice surprise to be invited over before the hectic week ahead (Pride next weekend) and a lovely warm evening to boot.
Just a quick note to say that since my last post I have had a couple of things to report, first I went in the second Slaveboys London walk and had a pleasant day out with a couple of Masters from there with their pups. I have posted pics on my profile there and I have also had a few chats with guys online who seem interested in a meet - one is very much into Bastinado (so I might have to expand my experience of that) and a guy I met a few years ago who lives in Essex who suggested I go over sometime. The last time I met him I was tied over a glass table and my arse reddened.
So maybe this blog might get more entries from those sources. I'll have to check with them if that'll be ok If I meet. Either way I hope the next post is sooner in coming than this one was.
It's not been because I was bored with the blog or that I was dropping it. It was simply that I have been busy with work and so has Master Himself - so I simply haven't had any fun (beyond the odd fantasy and wank) since my last post.
Well last night we met up for a drink, a chat and I slept over. I drove over and Master and I went out to the pub, his Alpha was busy with other things.
I can't say a lot happened in the realms of interest for most readers of this blog (I suspect gentle reader you are more interested in the SandM aspects?)
It was very last minute and low key; I did, (after we returned from the evening out), end up with my balls squeezed, and Master's Alpha did twist my nipples and slap my balls around a couple of times to get my cock hard as a tease, but the only other sexual thing that happened was my sucking Master off this morning - yum!
It was however for me a very pleasant evening and a nice surprise to be invited over before the hectic week ahead (Pride next weekend) and a lovely warm evening to boot.
Just a quick note to say that since my last post I have had a couple of things to report, first I went in the second Slaveboys London walk and had a pleasant day out with a couple of Masters from there with their pups. I have posted pics on my profile there and I have also had a few chats with guys online who seem interested in a meet - one is very much into Bastinado (so I might have to expand my experience of that) and a guy I met a few years ago who lives in Essex who suggested I go over sometime. The last time I met him I was tied over a glass table and my arse reddened.
So maybe this blog might get more entries from those sources. I'll have to check with them if that'll be ok If I meet. Either way I hope the next post is sooner in coming than this one was.
Wednesday, 2 June 2010
Another Bank Hoilday Weekend and Waistcoat
Last weekend I returned home from a week away for work. I still had the remains of the bruises from the previous week and was keen to show them to Master Himself. This is how they look today and that is a nearly two weeks later.
So we arranged to meet on the Sunday afternoon, firstly to go to the museum, the three of us, Master, his Alpha and me. On the Saturday Morning I went shopping and while out purchased some Veet strips, as in the back of my mind I still had a requirement to be clean shaven from Master which I had not fulfilled.
We had a very pleasant afternoon on the Sunday wandering around the museum and then returning back to their place where Master and I chatted while his Alpha went off to do some work on his computer. After a while and feeling quite tired after a long day and many miles of tramping around the museum Sir took me off to his bed and had some more fun squeezing my balls! Oddly as if there was some physic connection between us Master said during the session "next time I see you I want you smoother", I replied "Sir" but was brought up cold.
To sleep – but Master didn’t sleep too well and got up in the night.
The next day was the Bank Holiday and we went off into Kent for the day. We had a great time with a meal out as well as the attractions we visited, but sadly as they do these things come to an end, and we returned home.
On the journey home Master got quite tired, probably from the poor nights sleep and went off for a nap. His Alpha decided that a nice end to the day would be to torture my nipples which he did to great effect by handcuffing my hands and fixing them to a collar behind my neck and then proceeding to get me to kneel within their frame and then hook some nipple clamps he fixed to my nipples over a bungee stretched across the frame. The result was that my nipples were pulled painfully upwards.
Both of our cocks got very hard – but he could play with his while mine was left ignored as I cried out in pain. I did get a reward in the form of his cum though so that was great.
While Master slept I returned home to look after things there, I said to his Alpha that I could come back if He awoke and wanted me – and I was in fact off on the Tuesday as well and could return then.
Before I left I spoke to Master's Alpha and asked him about the Leather Waistcoat that I was looking at on JDL Leathers. He suggested that the price was good and so I ordered it when I got home.On Tuesday morning I got out the Veet strips and tried them out. They seemed no more effective than the version I made myself from sugar and still left a sticky residue while also leaving some hair. I also found that around my crouch they caused bruising where they removed the hair something I've never read about in the literature I read. You can see how they look here.
I then a call from Master to go over and help out with a job on the Tuesday afternoon and that, along with watching some film, went into the early evening.
When I got home from work I found that my waistcoat had arrived so here is a pic of me in jeans and waistcoat - I have to say I am well pleased with this purchase.
Sunday, 9 May 2010
Photos, chats and dinner
Just returned from Master's - went round to drop off my photos of our trip out on Monday, as well as show off my new harness. Master then invited me for a meal. Master gave me a copy of his pics from Monday, some great pics in both sets, as well as the usual number of not so good ones.
Master cooked a nice meal and after we chatted about the content of the blog and Master gave me some food for thought about my perspective on things I'd said.
I told Sir that I wanted to be pushed some more with some more pain and he said he'd have to do that.
Master cooked a nice meal and after we chatted about the content of the blog and Master gave me some food for thought about my perspective on things I'd said.
I told Sir that I wanted to be pushed some more with some more pain and he said he'd have to do that.
Wednesday, 5 May 2010
A day in Town sightseeing
Spent some time this May bank holiday with Master and Sir visiting some "attractions" in town.
Originality there had been some thoughts about visiting a leather club on the Sunday evening, but it was very expensive, and for me it was just as well as I don't have the requisite leather. Something I'm going to do something about. Still we had a nice meal and watch a DVD together for a nice evening.
Anyway on the Monday we started out early and visited a few places in order the Clink Museum and looked at a few interesting items of torture including a whipping post (which seemed interesting :-) but lacked a diagram showing how one would be tied to it which was not obvious).
We then moved onto Tower Bridge where we saw some great displays and had some great views.
Then when we came out and dodging the rain we had some lunch which our Master had carefully prepared for us, thank you Sir, near the Design Museum. Then we moved onto the Monument.
Master stayed below while Sir and I climbed up. I
have been before but always needed to stop part way because of aching legs - this was no different But Sir carried on to the top.
Of course we took all the normal pics of the views and of the spiral stairs
Up until now we had been dodging the showers but the rest of the day turned dry.
We moved onto the Aquarium and spent a pleasant couple of hours wandering around in the
semi dark peering at fish which was very pleasant and interesting with at the end a new treat since I was there last; the walk of faith - a glass floor over the tanks with the sharks in!
Finally to Pizza-Hut before heading back
A great day out thank you both Sirs
Originality there had been some thoughts about visiting a leather club on the Sunday evening, but it was very expensive, and for me it was just as well as I don't have the requisite leather. Something I'm going to do something about. Still we had a nice meal and watch a DVD together for a nice evening.
Anyway on the Monday we started out early and visited a few places in order the Clink Museum and looked at a few interesting items of torture including a whipping post (which seemed interesting :-) but lacked a diagram showing how one would be tied to it which was not obvious).
We then moved onto Tower Bridge where we saw some great displays and had some great views.
Then when we came out and dodging the rain we had some lunch which our Master had carefully prepared for us, thank you Sir, near the Design Museum. Then we moved onto the Monument.Master stayed below while Sir and I climbed up. I
have been before but always needed to stop part way because of aching legs - this was no different But Sir carried on to the top.Of course we took all the normal pics of the views and of the spiral stairs
Up until now we had been dodging the showers but the rest of the day turned dry.
We moved onto the Aquarium and spent a pleasant couple of hours wandering around in the
semi dark peering at fish which was very pleasant and interesting with at the end a new treat since I was there last; the walk of faith - a glass floor over the tanks with the sharks in!Finally to Pizza-Hut before heading back
A great day out thank you both Sirs
Saturday, 1 May 2010
Another fucking, another flogging...
Last week I went over one evening to see my Master and we caught up with what had been going on with each other as Sir had been very busy with important personal things.
We ended up with some casual fun, some pain with Master torturing my toes and then me licking his feet. Master then got me on my stomach and then got on top and fucked me. During the fucking he got his arm round my neck and pressed…
The next thing I knew it was like waking up in the morning in a strange bed. Where am I? Yes I'd passed out - I'm not sure about this sensation it's very weird. When I actually wake up from sleep I know where I am - but this? Well it can take several seconds to know where I am. It can be a bit scary as I seem to lose all short term memory for a while.
But all in all, a good evening.
I knew that Master was busy at the weekend, so I wasn't expecting much contact and when I hadn't heard from Master before Sunday morning I decided to cook myself some dinner. Hardly had I finished it than I got a text from Master asking what i was doing in an hour or so. I replied I had nothing planned whereupon he asked me out to lunch with his Alpha.
The outcome was that I accompanied my Top Pair (Master and Alpha) out to a carvery though I kept to a starter and sweet having eaten dinner. Master's Alpha had recently purchased a full leather cops uniform made to measure and he wore that. He looked good in to too - very handsome, very hot. During the meal I had to say to Master that since I'd met them both, and since Sir had placed me into some leather I had started to be very interested in getting some myself - nothing fancy but perhaps a waistcoat like Sir and a harness like the one Master had put me into weeks ago.
After the meal, I offered to take them back to mine to spend some time in the garden and indeed we did, and we chatted. During the conversation I was a little cheeky, and Master's Alpha said he ought to flog me. I said we best head back to their place then (also cheekily), but it wasn't too long before we did.
Once there I was soon naked, standing in their Frame while Sir proceeded to flog me. Master make some comment to Sir about the flogging, (which I didn't catch) before retiring to leave Sir to it while he went for a nap as he was tired.
I'd counted 55 strokes when Sir stopped. I was pleased he had paused as it was getting to a point where each stroke was becoming heavy. I was expecting a second set but Sir had other ideas. Taking out a pair of tit clamps from his pocket where he carries them, he proceeded to place them on my nipples. These are the type with sharp teeth and it wasn't long before they were hurting as he pulled them about by their chain. Meanwhile I was instructed to take Sir's cock and simultaneously play with his nipples with my hands - obviously not as harshly is mine were being treated.
This action moved into the lounge where Sir got me kneeling while he laid back to accept my cock worship. After a while he took the tit clamps off and replaced them in a different position. This he did again and again while wanking himself and torturing my nipples. After a while he asked if I knew what he was doing. He told me he was edging himself to my pain. I was pleased to be of such service to Sir. I also enjoyed finding how much I could take as each time the clamps were re-attached and the pain shot through me.
Eventually Sir came and allowed me the gift of his spunk, but by then
my nipples had been pretty much been 
switched off by my brain, with only the most intense pain getting through. Simple touching them I could hardly feel. My nipples were to come back to life though and for the next couple of days were sore reminders of the Sunday afternoon very nice.
Thank you Sir.
Master awoke from his nap feeling refreshed and while his Alpha went off to go online, Master and I chatted, he then decided that he wanted to practice some more bastinado but only on one foot. This seemed odd and unbalanced as I expected Master to move onto the second foot and oddly while not wanting it one one level, I kinda missed not having the second foot spanked - very odd.
We then ended up in bed where he got me servicing him before more chatting where we spoke about some of the things he wanted to try out on me, from caning through sounds to some other forms of breath control, with masks to long term bondage and even sensory deprivation.
The first I've experienced before and indeed I will have to write part two of my history which covers why I probably didn't become a slave earlier in my life but suffice to say at the moment that caning was involved. Since then however I've had some good, if hard, experiences too, so it's something that I often think with part of my brain I want, but look towards with trepidation and fear that it'll happen too.
As to the other things, with sounds I don't know (though once someone placed a catheter down my knob and that was painful for a week every time I peed). Sensory deprivation? Hmm maybe for a while but I'm sure Sir would want it to go beyond what I might fancy - that being the point? Tight bondage just seems it'd be likely to hurt over a long time and not in a good way - but we'll see, or at least I'm sure I will.
We ended up with some casual fun, some pain with Master torturing my toes and then me licking his feet. Master then got me on my stomach and then got on top and fucked me. During the fucking he got his arm round my neck and pressed…
The next thing I knew it was like waking up in the morning in a strange bed. Where am I? Yes I'd passed out - I'm not sure about this sensation it's very weird. When I actually wake up from sleep I know where I am - but this? Well it can take several seconds to know where I am. It can be a bit scary as I seem to lose all short term memory for a while.
But all in all, a good evening.
I knew that Master was busy at the weekend, so I wasn't expecting much contact and when I hadn't heard from Master before Sunday morning I decided to cook myself some dinner. Hardly had I finished it than I got a text from Master asking what i was doing in an hour or so. I replied I had nothing planned whereupon he asked me out to lunch with his Alpha.
The outcome was that I accompanied my Top Pair (Master and Alpha) out to a carvery though I kept to a starter and sweet having eaten dinner. Master's Alpha had recently purchased a full leather cops uniform made to measure and he wore that. He looked good in to too - very handsome, very hot. During the meal I had to say to Master that since I'd met them both, and since Sir had placed me into some leather I had started to be very interested in getting some myself - nothing fancy but perhaps a waistcoat like Sir and a harness like the one Master had put me into weeks ago.
After the meal, I offered to take them back to mine to spend some time in the garden and indeed we did, and we chatted. During the conversation I was a little cheeky, and Master's Alpha said he ought to flog me. I said we best head back to their place then (also cheekily), but it wasn't too long before we did.
Once there I was soon naked, standing in their Frame while Sir proceeded to flog me. Master make some comment to Sir about the flogging, (which I didn't catch) before retiring to leave Sir to it while he went for a nap as he was tired.
I'd counted 55 strokes when Sir stopped. I was pleased he had paused as it was getting to a point where each stroke was becoming heavy. I was expecting a second set but Sir had other ideas. Taking out a pair of tit clamps from his pocket where he carries them, he proceeded to place them on my nipples. These are the type with sharp teeth and it wasn't long before they were hurting as he pulled them about by their chain. Meanwhile I was instructed to take Sir's cock and simultaneously play with his nipples with my hands - obviously not as harshly is mine were being treated.
This action moved into the lounge where Sir got me kneeling while he laid back to accept my cock worship. After a while he took the tit clamps off and replaced them in a different position. This he did again and again while wanking himself and torturing my nipples. After a while he asked if I knew what he was doing. He told me he was edging himself to my pain. I was pleased to be of such service to Sir. I also enjoyed finding how much I could take as each time the clamps were re-attached and the pain shot through me.
Eventually Sir came and allowed me the gift of his spunk, but by then
my nipples had been pretty much been 
switched off by my brain, with only the most intense pain getting through. Simple touching them I could hardly feel. My nipples were to come back to life though and for the next couple of days were sore reminders of the Sunday afternoon very nice.Thank you Sir.
Master awoke from his nap feeling refreshed and while his Alpha went off to go online, Master and I chatted, he then decided that he wanted to practice some more bastinado but only on one foot. This seemed odd and unbalanced as I expected Master to move onto the second foot and oddly while not wanting it one one level, I kinda missed not having the second foot spanked - very odd.
We then ended up in bed where he got me servicing him before more chatting where we spoke about some of the things he wanted to try out on me, from caning through sounds to some other forms of breath control, with masks to long term bondage and even sensory deprivation.
The first I've experienced before and indeed I will have to write part two of my history which covers why I probably didn't become a slave earlier in my life but suffice to say at the moment that caning was involved. Since then however I've had some good, if hard, experiences too, so it's something that I often think with part of my brain I want, but look towards with trepidation and fear that it'll happen too.
As to the other things, with sounds I don't know (though once someone placed a catheter down my knob and that was painful for a week every time I peed). Sensory deprivation? Hmm maybe for a while but I'm sure Sir would want it to go beyond what I might fancy - that being the point? Tight bondage just seems it'd be likely to hurt over a long time and not in a good way - but we'll see, or at least I'm sure I will.
Tuesday, 6 April 2010
A great loss - or when is it good to lose something?
Yesterday Master asked me over for the day.
Had a really nice day with him and his Alpha being on the one hand a bit domestic and on the other some great sex.
We started off about mid morning, when I arrived early as there was little traffic on the bank holiday at 10:00 in the morning, with a drive out the the supermarket where I pushed the trolley
round while Master and Sir did their shopping. Was nice to just wander round being useful and helpful. (Well I hope so - they probably thought I was getting in the way - lol).
Anyway on the return we picked up a takeaway and after eating this settled in for the afternoon.
Before long Master took me to bed for a cuddle and some sexual play which quickly and unexpectedly expanded into a threesome when Master invited his Alpha to join us and before long I was in the middle of a spitroast!
I was delighted as this was something I'd always fantasied over but had never achieved. All the previous times I've been in a three way I've usually ended up being a fucker rather than a fuckee, and the only times I've been fucked it's been while the other guy watched, or maybe snogged me.
Anyway from losing my spitroast virginity the afternoon moved up a gear when Master and his Alpha decided that his Alpha would flog me. Taking me into their play room I was stood against the frame, spread between the bars while Sir laid into my back. He also spread the effect across my sides and buttocks a little, though being very careful to cause no damage to my lower back as Sir is as knowledgeable as our Master.
Master took some great photos as you can see.
It was then back to the bedroom where Sir gave me his cock to suck while my nipples were gripped by the tight jaws of Sir's nipple clamps.
Meanwhile Master decided it was time my feet were paid attention and began slapping them about a bit.
All three of us then came, myself while Master hugged me from behind and did things like play with my nipples.
Master then went to do some work on the computer and Sir and I
cuddled and rested.
Later Master took his turn at cuddling up and being pampered by my mouth and hands for a pleasant end to a great day.
Had a really nice day with him and his Alpha being on the one hand a bit domestic and on the other some great sex.
We started off about mid morning, when I arrived early as there was little traffic on the bank holiday at 10:00 in the morning, with a drive out the the supermarket where I pushed the trolley
round while Master and Sir did their shopping. Was nice to just wander round being useful and helpful. (Well I hope so - they probably thought I was getting in the way - lol).Anyway on the return we picked up a takeaway and after eating this settled in for the afternoon.
Before long Master took me to bed for a cuddle and some sexual play which quickly and unexpectedly expanded into a threesome when Master invited his Alpha to join us and before long I was in the middle of a spitroast!
I was delighted as this was something I'd always fantasied over but had never achieved. All the previous times I've been in a three way I've usually ended up being a fucker rather than a fuckee, and the only times I've been fucked it's been while the other guy watched, or maybe snogged me.
Anyway from losing my spitroast virginity the afternoon moved up a gear when Master and his Alpha decided that his Alpha would flog me. Taking me into their play room I was stood against the frame, spread between the bars while Sir laid into my back. He also spread the effect across my sides and buttocks a little, though being very careful to cause no damage to my lower back as Sir is as knowledgeable as our Master.
Master took some great photos as you can see. It was then back to the bedroom where Sir gave me his cock to suck while my nipples were gripped by the tight jaws of Sir's nipple clamps.
Meanwhile Master decided it was time my feet were paid attention and began slapping them about a bit. All three of us then came, myself while Master hugged me from behind and did things like play with my nipples.
Master then went to do some work on the computer and Sir and I
cuddled and rested. Later Master took his turn at cuddling up and being pampered by my mouth and hands for a pleasant end to a great day.
Tuesday, 30 March 2010
Collared and cuffed
Went with Master and Sir to Collared on 27th. Sir placed a holding collar around my neck as I have not got a proper full time one as yet. I thought I looked ok Sir and Master certainly did in leather. Sir in rubber underneath too!
On the way we had some food and arrived at the venue (which was a new one) a while after the start but even so there wasn't a great deal going on. We found a few people I recognised in the bar area but I was at a bit of a loss as in what to do. The people I knew where already involved with others and I never want to push myself in, I was also conscious that I didn't want to follow Master or Sir around like a lost puppy and be a nuisance.
Anyway both Master and Sir seemed bored with the event which was quiet in fact and they were both a bit less than enamoured with the event which they compared unfavourably to other SandM club nights - though Sir has said since that given it is a new venue they should give it more than one go before deciding on it.
It wasn't a bad price at £5 a head though if you ask me. But what do I know it was my first fetish club event and I've never been a club person anyway.
On returning to their flat I was treated to pleasant end to the evening sucking cock and the like.
While we were on the train Master had asked me if I wanted to play second string to him in a session where we would take another sub and abuse him. He showed me a text thread where he had been arranging things and I agreed to help out on the 30th.
I was looking forward to this, which would be a new experience. But in the end the guy never turned up. Sir did decide to spank me the number of times for my Birthday and put me over his knee. But didn't tell me in advance to count and I didn't so I got quite a few more which as my age is quite a lot anyway nowadays meant a warm bum to start the evening.
Anyway with no word from the sub we three all went out and had a nice meal instead. I do feel quite at home with the two of them who I am becoming increasing fond of. Sir showed me a behaviour I picked up on, of waiting for Master to return to the table before starting as Master was away when the waitress delivered the main course. He was of course quite right and I was
pleased I'd picked up on it without anyone saying but just by Sir's good example.
Returning to the flat we chatted and had coffee but before long Master was talking about going to bed so I was brushing teeth and the like when I saw that Master was up again and in the play room looking through stuff. When I came out of the bathroom instead of heading into bed I was
ordered into the play room where Master's leather cuffs were fixed around my wrists and I was strung up to the frame. I was then thrashed, on my back with a flogger quite a bit, and on bum a bit but particularly on the inside upper thigh - particularly on right leg with Master's crop - a favourite tool of his.
Sir kept on with the one spot on the thigh until I could take no more and had to get way. I'm sure at some point he will decide to just tie me in place and keep going and I await that with some trepidation.
As in fact with a lot of the scenes, I think about things and fantasise, but also dread the reality of it. From Chastity to being collared 24/7 to just being tied and struck more than I'd choose to, I dream and fear at the same time. I guess I need to be made to submit more.
However I don't want to request from Sir what he doesn't think I'm ready for nor to get a reputation for bottling it after I've asked for something, or of trying to run the scene for the sub role; something completely anathema to me.
Anyway I'll have to see what Easter brings - I know Master is busy but maybe I'll be lucky and we'll meet up at some point over the holiday.
Miss them both and they are often in my thoughts - though I don't know if they feel similarly - I hope and think they do.
On the way we had some food and arrived at the venue (which was a new one) a while after the start but even so there wasn't a great deal going on. We found a few people I recognised in the bar area but I was at a bit of a loss as in what to do. The people I knew where already involved with others and I never want to push myself in, I was also conscious that I didn't want to follow Master or Sir around like a lost puppy and be a nuisance.
Anyway both Master and Sir seemed bored with the event which was quiet in fact and they were both a bit less than enamoured with the event which they compared unfavourably to other SandM club nights - though Sir has said since that given it is a new venue they should give it more than one go before deciding on it.
It wasn't a bad price at £5 a head though if you ask me. But what do I know it was my first fetish club event and I've never been a club person anyway. On returning to their flat I was treated to pleasant end to the evening sucking cock and the like.
While we were on the train Master had asked me if I wanted to play second string to him in a session where we would take another sub and abuse him. He showed me a text thread where he had been arranging things and I agreed to help out on the 30th.
I was looking forward to this, which would be a new experience. But in the end the guy never turned up. Sir did decide to spank me the number of times for my Birthday and put me over his knee. But didn't tell me in advance to count and I didn't so I got quite a few more which as my age is quite a lot anyway nowadays meant a warm bum to start the evening.
Anyway with no word from the sub we three all went out and had a nice meal instead. I do feel quite at home with the two of them who I am becoming increasing fond of. Sir showed me a behaviour I picked up on, of waiting for Master to return to the table before starting as Master was away when the waitress delivered the main course. He was of course quite right and I was
pleased I'd picked up on it without anyone saying but just by Sir's good example. Returning to the flat we chatted and had coffee but before long Master was talking about going to bed so I was brushing teeth and the like when I saw that Master was up again and in the play room looking through stuff. When I came out of the bathroom instead of heading into bed I was
ordered into the play room where Master's leather cuffs were fixed around my wrists and I was strung up to the frame. I was then thrashed, on my back with a flogger quite a bit, and on bum a bit but particularly on the inside upper thigh - particularly on right leg with Master's crop - a favourite tool of his. 
Sir kept on with the one spot on the thigh until I could take no more and had to get way. I'm sure at some point he will decide to just tie me in place and keep going and I await that with some trepidation.
As in fact with a lot of the scenes, I think about things and fantasise, but also dread the reality of it. From Chastity to being collared 24/7 to just being tied and struck more than I'd choose to, I dream and fear at the same time. I guess I need to be made to submit more.
However I don't want to request from Sir what he doesn't think I'm ready for nor to get a reputation for bottling it after I've asked for something, or of trying to run the scene for the sub role; something completely anathema to me.
Anyway I'll have to see what Easter brings - I know Master is busy but maybe I'll be lucky and we'll meet up at some point over the holiday.
Miss them both and they are often in my thoughts - though I don't know if they feel similarly - I hope and think they do.
