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| LadyEmmaCavendish |
Some of you may be aware that Master and I have not being playing together as much as we used to, vanilla life has changed our relationship. I guess the "newness" wore off. Hence I had a browse for a new Dom / play partner with Master's blessing. We met "A" as a couple and got on well, then I met "A" for dinner, again it seemed we got on well and we arranged to play on Wednesday. My apologies for not writing sooner, it's not that it took me this long to escape the ropes, I've just been feeling under the weather. Anyway...
"A" had requested I dressed in a white blouse, leather skirt, straight seams and ridiculously high heels. I felt it only right to oblige. I left my hair loose.
He'd also asked me to lay the implements in order of "likeability" which always begs the question "Do you leave the implement you detest in the bag?" I was a good girl and got it out, along with the others and put it in line.
"A" arrived perfectly on time. I was very nervous. We'd arranged to go straight into play. Master was downstairs for my safety.
Upstairs he told me to kneel. I suddenly felt reassured, this was going to be good and it was definitely going to fill the gap of things I'd been missing. I got that "calm" feeling. He told me to undress and examined my breasts and bottom. I was bent over the bed and spanked, hard. Stinging and hot, and great! He then made me lie on the bed and open my legs, for further examination and pussy flogging. I think it was at this point I realised I was well out of practice. "A" ordered me to turn with my head at the foot of the bed. He tied my legs up, over my head somewhere, open. I've never been tied in this position, where the Dom was able to stand at my head end. (I have a relatively new bed) I felt very vulnerable but also secure, submissive and excited. It was at this stage "A" explored my vocal ranges, I never realised how soprano my ouches could reach. He thrashed me with the flogger, plastic ruler and the wicked nasty item, a plastic birch thingy. I had to beg for mercy.
I was untied and laid on the bed. I was flogged on my front, all over, then turned over and flogged on my back all over. Until I was well and truly glowing.
He made me stand facing the mirror, bottom out, while my bottom took further attention, followed by strokes of the cane. Counting them down...
He tied my breasts in a rope bra and punished them, with a new toy, a "finger." Wow, what a great toy! My breasts today are a lovely yellow colour, having worked their way from bright red over the last 3 days.
Thanks "A" a great session. 
