Part 4 - Cap D'Agde 2012 - the BDSM club

Part 3 is HERE The full day had been spent in the beach, it certainly was busier being here on high season and the beach was rammed. Unlike last year there seemed less mixing and more peacocking and general exhibtionism.

Dinner was our Cap D'Agde favourite of local sausage (no pun intended) and fresh pasta, coupled with local wine. Sat on the balcony enjoying the view, the music adding to the relaxing ambience, I must of looked reflective, I know my mood isn't as playful as normal but given it's is only 3 weeks since Mum died I doing pretty good. YSL takes my hand and gives it a loving reassuring squeeze, I know being here is the right place to bbe.

YSL chills on the bed while I set about trying to rescue my hair, I know there will be little point in doing much as the temperature doesn't seem to be dropping much at night.

I slip on my latex look slip and matching latex look stockings. I pack my 5" heels and stick on my flats to walk there. It's not the best look but after last years toe injury I'm not pushing my luck with the heels.

We arrive at Clair Obscure, I slipped my heels on just round the corner. As we enter the small dark booth to pay the dominatrix we saw last year greeted us and stored our bags. We have a cursory look around to see if anything has changed but everything is pretty much as we remember from last year.

In the far room on the wheel is a woman tied facing the wall, her bottom fully exposed, wearing a black leather basque and thigh high boots. Her Dom was dressed like an Egyptian king, that is if they wore black leather skirts and look kinky as fuck. He is relentless as he thrashes her behind with a leather strap. Each strike lifts her entire buttock and fills the room with the echo. I'm amazed at her silence, I might of been able to take it but the room would be hearing my scream or growl with each lashing. He swaps his weapon for a flogger and by comparison to the strap he gives her a light flogging. My eyes are transfixed on him, I'm enjoying seeing his eyes sparkle as he looks upon his Sub. Beyond him is the medical table, seeing it makes my cunt ache to be on there and exposed.

We return to the bar and grab a beer. There are a few other couples arriving and in the first room is a couple that appear to have bought a red letter day voucher for a trip to meet a dominatrix experience! The guy who has an unfortunate resemblance to David Mitchell from Michell and Webb, was being wrapped in cling film after just having a little light CBT and nipple torture as an appetiser.

We head back to the end room after stopping at a slacking chair for a little warm up play. The Egyptian lord has a bull whip and looks like he would give Indiana Jones a run for his money, her restraint isn't as enduring this time, her knees buckle to absorb the pain and she flashes a glaring look over her shoulder which amuses him more.

He unites her and leads her by her collar out the room and I excitedly skip to the medical table.

YSL secures my legs and arms and pushes my thighs apart. There's no blindfold but my eyes are closed as I want to just feel it.

To be continued :)

RAMPAGE - YSL's Birthday treat - Part 1

I think 10,000 words could not cover what we got up to last week. We set out on a rampage and whilst we had a little bit of a false start with some of our new friends cancelling on us, we thought we would have to downgrade from a rampage to a frolic or caper but then everything just fell into place and we ended with the most wonderful shared experiences.


Because we did so much Im going to keep it brief and do a few posts but if you want to know more just ask...



Tuesday

Checked into a brand new luxury hotel not far from where we live, we had arranged to meet some naughty friends from the Dungeon but alas plans changed and they missed out on what turned out to be the most wonderful night. The suite was modern and fun, a breakfast bar separated the room up and it reminded me of Cap D’Adge as we sipped wine and chatted. Food was enjoyed and then we took great pleasure in messing the room up.

My hands were chained behind my back and my arse cropped until I was trying to crawl away to escape each sting, many toys were played with until I was in such a state. The moment his cock slipped inside me was so rewarding. YSL fucked both holes until he needed to cum. He pushed into my arse and pushed in deep and I felt his warmth fill me.

Dinner was at a nice little Italian, it felt strange being out in our home town together, its something we hadn’t done before, having to remember not to hold hands just in case we were spotted. We sat enjoying dinner and conversation whilst I was very aware my arse was full of his cum, it was highly arousing. By the time we got back to the hotel my juices were flowing down my thighs. YSL held me close and masturbated me until I could come no more.

Wednesday

I woke before he did and slipped off to the shower, I was very aware of just how aroused I was and had been throughout the night and needed to refresh myself. As I re-entered the room a sleepy YSL lay smiling at me on the bed as I made coffee. The way he was looking at me made me feel all smiley inside. I slipped into bed again YSL was hard and pushed immediately inside me, slowly fucking me whilst kissing my neck and nibbling at my back. I reached for the Hitachi and enjoyed the dual attentions until I came so hard my cunt tightening enough to drag YSL’s orgasm out of him. I asked him to place my Ben Wa balls inside me creating a damn of cum inside me, added to the expected motion of the train we were about to take I figured it would keep me in quite a state.

Until we were settled on the train we didn’t dare stand too close, I’m not used to any distance between us and I found it hard to remember not to let my hand fall into his as it does so naturally these days but as we pulled out the station I stole me first kiss and we enjoyed the travel together.

The journey passed quickly and before we knew it we were in the taxis to our hotel.

As we checked in 2 things struck us

1. We had chosen a wonderful hotel for the break

2. It was a nightmare for sneaking in any ‘extras’ as reception was a narrow closely guarded entrance.

After the form filling and credit card stuff was done the receptionist explained we were in an adjoining building, with our own entrance. We flashed a look of relief at each other as I thought I was going to have to either call off our planned liaisons or tell reception I was holding interviews!

Our first planned gent was a no show but between the wonderful weather and finding a fabulous little bar we were not in the mood to share our time with anyone. After another walk to explore the area we found another bar bistro worthy of our patronage. Lunch was a local fare and enjoyed along with planning our fun and good conversation. We had a couple planned for the night time and a potential female also joining us.

Back at the room YSL ran the Jacuzzi for us, it was huge and in the main room, with the sunlight pouring through the large Georgian windows and the comfort of being so close to each other it really felt like one of the those perfect moments I will reflect upon for a long time to come. We end up on the bed playing until we realise we need to dress and go meet our new friends.

The cobbled streets of the town were a bit much so I walked there in my flip flops, despite having on a pretty off the shoulder black cocktail dress on. I quickly changed shoes at the door but painfully recognised the woman watching me change to be our new friend. Jim and Heather were long term swing partners, he was an Irish guy, a lot older than I thought he would be but I was trying not to judge them on how they look as it is about their attitude to sex and respect for others that counts. Little effort to dress was made by her but again I make allowances in my mind for it, perhaps it endorses her excuse to be out ‘at the shops’ etc.


Our code word was Havana 7 year old... if I ordered one it was a green light. YSL ordered one for himself straight away so I saw that as his endorsement, for me the jury was still out. After another drink I decided ‘what the heck’ they seem interesting in a quirky kind of way and it might be turn out to be fun.

A day off; tied, cropped, face fucked and loved

I try to be as quiet as possible and undress downstairs, tiptoeing up the stairs and I see him asleep in the bed. I slip under the covers and spoon him. His body is toasty warm and as i press by body to his he instinctively pushes closer to me.

He turns to snuggle in and intermittently delivers kisses to my lips and forehead as he stirs from his sleep, his eyes still tight shut but smiling. His cock is hard and I take hold of him, slowly and firmly wanking him as he holds me. His hand reaches round to finger me and finds my arse and he presses inside with 2 fingers.

I’m aroused but my focus is on his pleasure, I want to make him cum more than I want any pleasure. I move to sit on his face just as he asks for the same, I adore we are so in tune with each others wants.

I straddle him and enjoy his face buried in my folds and watch as he wanks his cock furiously for me until he covers me as he climaxes.

A serious amount of cuddling follows, I ask him to pass the Hitachi and he declines, commenting on how he had read about my enjoyment of orgasm control on my limits list, NO! Not now! He laughs and says don’t worry I know it’s more than that and heads under the duvet, I cancel the requirement for the Hitachi knowing I'm about to experience my favourite of all delights.

He licks me relentlessly, I’m cumming so much I cant catch my breath in between the onslaught of pleasure. Just when I think he is done with me his fist pushes inside me and he locks his mouth so firmly around my clit, its airtight and pulling everything physically and emotionally from me as he fists me deeply. Im going to cum, not just my clit but gspot as well. I feel like I’m almost going to vomit a climax from me it’s such a overwhelming sweeping wave passing through me.

He knows I need holding, he takes me in his arms and caresses me as I shudder, eventually I calm down and I feel so restful in his embrace I drift off to sleep being held by him.

I wake from his kisses and his offer of breakfast and coffee. After a brief spell of responding to e-mails we curl up together again. He lavishes love upon me in so many ways, I feel uplifted by his affection. Every touch, every kiss, even the way he is looking at me has me overflowing with want for this man.

He takes his time appraising and appreciating every inch of me before slowly manipulating my clit and sucking on my breasts. He holds me close and firmly as I start to cum and presses his lips to mine, kissing me deeply. If the day ended now I would leave so sated but it was only just beginning.

Both of us have important calls to deal with. I finish before him and take the chance to write a blog post. I notice on his bedside table are my pegs he bought me for Christmas. I put them on my nipples as he finishes his call. He laughs and kisses me making me gasp and he pushes his chest against the pegs making them pull at my nipples. He leaves the room a moment and returns with the riding crop, pulls back the covers and without ceremony goes to work on my arse.

There is no warm up, immediately he strikes me with purpose, I instinctively roll back to cover myself as the intensity builds. He pushes me back and makes it clear to stay in place.

He strikes me again, alternating cheeks and holding my cheeks open so my hole gets a seeing to as well. As I retract he strikes my cheeks harder I know I have to keep my hole open and presented.

It gets too much and I reach back to cover myself. He throws down the crop and leaves the room returning with bondage tape and he secures my hands together ensuring I can’t interfere anymore. He picks up the crop and starts again, I try to be good and take it, he rubs spit into my burning skin and blows on it sending more intense sensations through my body, another strike lands and I pull away earning my feet being bound and another thorough cropping.

I hadn’t noticed but when he had left the room before he had retrieved from the toy box a butt plug and the large dildo. He pushes me on my back and stuffs my holes before going to work on my nipples with the crop. Its too much, the pegs are still on and each strike to my nipple is more than I can take, I hate it and love it so much. I want to tell him to stop but frightened he does.

He reaches for the flogger and flogs my breasts and stomach, not so much using force but the stinging bite setting my skin alight feels so good.

He sits astride my face and teases me with his cock, rubbing the precum over my face before fucking my mouth. I feel so taken by him, affectionately abused, I swear I could cum from just this act alone before adding both holes being full and stretched. He teases me again and intermittently forceing his cock in my mouth and throat so deep until he spurts his cum into my open and cock hungry mouth. I hold his cum in my mouth and wait for his instruction “swallow it now” i do what im told as he starts to untie me.

The peg removal was so intense, the cropping had made them so sensitive and tender, he slowly removes the first, I grit my teeth as the blood rushes through them and accelerates the pain. He waits a moment and removes the next , pulling me close as I feel it before taking them gently in his mouth and caressing it with his tongue.

After lunch we watch a programme on TV, one of his favourite shows, I love learning this side of him, things that give our relationship depth and more things to share. As it finishes we swap sides on the bed, I was on what was normally his side. I reach to get a drink and he tells me to stay in that position and pushes his cock inside me.

He starts to slowly make love to me but then begins to fuck my mind with the words he says to me. My leg is locked back over his as he fucks me, my cunt exposed, he tells me he wants to invite Steve, a guy we have met at the club, he enthusiastically licked my cunt for ages one night when we met close to the standards of YSL, YSL wants him to lick my cunt while he fucks my holes. I want this too and it’s very evident as my wetness increases so much its covering his balls and thighs. He tells me to roll onto my front and stuffs the dildo in my cunt and mounts my arse. He fucks me with such enthusiasm and depth, I’ve never had my arse fucked so perfectly.

I’m so close to cumming and he bites my back hard knowing it will throw me over the edge. He switches hole and fucks my cunt hard until I’m clawing at the pillows, his hands around me, almost at my neck and its driving me wild as thoughts fill my head. I start to cum again almost crying as the feeling rushes through me, I feel s so raw and lay bare now, I’ve cum so much.

He pulls out and lies back on the bed and places me between his thighs, my head on his groin, his hand firmly directing my head next to his cock. He lets me lick the tip but then wanks it close to my mouth, I'm aching for it, I need him to cum and give me it. He allows me to suck him again but only a moment then he expertly wanks himself until he offers it back to my open mouth and spills his climax into me.

The day was finished of perfectly, more closeness in bed followed by a long hot soak in the double tub together. I don’t want the day to end, as we bathed my thoughts go to wanting to remain entwined all night, a carpet picnic and a film or dinner, cocktails and falling asleep together. When I get back home he sends me a message reflecting the same thoughts, proving how connected we are and wanting each other, yet both of us understanding the limitations of what we have, valuing every moment we have together.