Friday, 25 February 2011
It started quite some time ago, he was in a vanilla relationship, that was dying a slow and painful death, it wasn't working and he was looking for so much more, by chance he found it, but didn't realise it at the time, he had purchased a magazine called "Madame" by swift publications, he read it, it was strange but it turned him on,a Female Domination mag, he read it, he fantasised about the stories, he pleasured himself thinking about it, he stole his girlfriends suspenders and stockings and wore them imagining himself in the position of being Dominated, he pleasured his self on many, many, occasions, he knew he needed more, he wanted more.
Needless to say his vanilla relationship stood no chance now and he moved away, he had to, there was so much more to experience, a whole wide world of new feelings and eroticism waiting to be explored, he had some wonderful experiences from his new friend and her transvestite boyfriend, one such experience was his car was poorly and her boyfriend picked him up, he seem preoccupied as we chatted and i asked what was wrong, he explained he had been shaved all over, including his pubic hair, by his girlfriend and it itched like mad, i openly laughed and made some comments on how he must feel.
I was told that she wanted me tattooed as well and that is one thing i would have hated had she followed that threat through, but she never did, so i got away with that one.
My first ever visit to a fetish club was also a new experience, walking into somewhere, where, everywhere you look are ordinary people like yourself, but, with the wants and desires, you also have, dressed in PVC, leather, rubber, maids outfits, transvestites, and all either Dominant or submissive, and such a friendly environment too, i made many more friends that were in the scene, and started venturing out on my own, visiting many different clubs.
One of Madames likes was to cane my hands, if i displeased, she was very much into cp as punishments, another was to cane me in the open air, and fuck that used to hurt lol, washing the kitchen floor with a toothbrush.
Also brushing the stairs with a tooth brush was another favourite of hers, it used to take ages that way, how humiliated did i feel cleaning in that way i hated every minute of being told to clean in that way, the only disappointing thing i can think of, knowing what i have learnt from Mistress, is there was never much of a dynamic in the d/s times we had together, she was doing it for what money she could earn and although we went to desades together, it was more of her making her face known rather than for the love of it, and me i was her Guinea pig in one way, but having said that we did have some great times together.
Surprise was her speciality, we used to go out to pubs for meals and drinks, the three of us and it was fun, but after and back at the car the cane often came out and i was caned, whilst leaning in to the boot, or she would stop in gate way down a country lane and cane me there too.
Unfortunately she decided to give it all up, as, back at that time a close friend of hers was splashed all over the News of the World, and this forced her hand, we did stay friends until, something was said at a barbecue and she accused me of telling a mate of mine what she used to do, i didn't, but she wouldn't believe me so that was that, or friendship was over but the experiences and humiliations i shared with her will always stay with me, as we had some great times together, you can see a recent blog i wrote recently here as it was the first time i had seen her since our friendship finished
By this time though i had made other friends in the scene and regularly went to fetish and swinging clubs with them in Cardiff, we had some great times and i would say they were more into relationships that encompassed D/s and bdsm, within their relationships, but i was always welcome and regularly enjoyed so very many experiences with them.
I can remember one time, when we had been to a fetish club in Cardiff, and were returning back to the shop,their flat was above the shop which i think was called Desires, we pulled up outside the shop, next door was a chip shop, and there were two blokes in there 20s stood out side, well we caused rather a stir as we were all dressed in fetish attire, and the ladies were carrying crops, they started taking the piss, but with little effort one of the ladies asked me to bend over and swiftly gave 6 strokes across the ass, and shouted who's next, I've never seen two blokes make their excuses and flee.
I met a lady called Karla on the net, and within a couple of days, she had invited me to her place in Merthyr, she was a very flirty lady, but dominant with it, she opened the door on the night she invited me over wearing high heels, leather trousers, and a nice black silk top, i went in and we shared a bottle of wine together, we chatted, we flirted, we touched and we kissed, but i knew why i was there.
When she, had, had enough, she just said I'm tired and want to sleep, when we woke in the morning i was told to give her back, starting, from the top and working down a good licking, and after i had licked her ass cheeks, she ordered me to give her arse a good rimming too, which was also a first, but very enjoyable experience, after her having another orgasm, she said she had to get ready for work and i could drop her off on the way home. When i got home i had the best wank, thinking of how i was used in the way that i was.
It was a rather special place to go as it used to be an old police station, the cells had been adapted with fetish equipment and it was a place couples could go to and be on their own and scene how they wanted to, the boy used to think how nice it would be to actually go into the cell with someone he cared for, they also had a dark room, which, was pitch black, as the name would suggest lol, and that was a fun place for a single male to go into.
I remember when i had my first meeting with a tranny, i was very nervous, and it showed but "Chloe" was very understanding, we sat and chatted, and then she moved and sat next to me, and very slowly we started touching each other, we kissed, we teased and we touched, after some time she went down and gave me a blow job, which she swallowed, and we moved in to the bedroom, where we laid on the bed and just played around, she wanted me to fuck her, but i declined, as i said she was very friendly and i enjoyed the time we shared.
I went on to meet 3 or 4 trannies but, some times we chatted, and did nothing, and only one other, did anything sexual happen between u, it was nothing special but everyone i met was always so friendly and understanding that i was nervous.
In the past i have experienced various forms of bdsm, including being outside and the risk of being caught was enjoyable, ball parachutes, electrics on cock and balls, this was one of my most hated experiences, foot worship, shoe cleaning in fact anything to do with feet i really liked, it was, a real favourite of mine.
But i do feel cheated that there was never any real dynamics to any of my experiences, yes i had to be respectful, but, and for the reasons given it was never ever there, there was some control, but never that much, and as for chastity and denial i never experienced that at all.
And i have to be honest, with what the boy is experiencing with his Mistress now, with chastity and denial and the way it is enforced, the knowing of having to text Mistress at certain times of the day, asking permission to do certain things and have learnt far more about dynamics, focus, attentiveness, submission, control and feelings, than he has ever experienced before.