Playing hard

I was meant to be at a Christmas party all night but knew I only needed to quickly show my face. I had one drink, ensured I'd spoken to everyone that counted before I disappeared into the crowd and headed to YSL's.

I got there a little after 8 and was greeted by the open arms of YSL. After making me a hot drink he suggested we took them upstairs and enjoyed our few hours in the comfort of the bedroom.

I headed up while he fixed his drink, as I walked through the bedroom door I nearly choked on my coffee. It was what I wanted but not what I expected.

Laid out on the bed was the flogger, the glass paddle, the riding crop and the leather restraints.

I let out an excitable shriek as YSL joined me in the room, he said he had seen my tweet saying I wanted spanking and cropping and that was what I was going to get. I go to remove my clothes but was immediately chastised and I put them back. He took each wrist and secured them in place, secured by a chain to the ceiling hook.

YSL stripped, his cock already hard, he moved in close and hovered his mouth over mine but not allowing contact, just making me ache.

He slowly traced my body, feeling me through my clothes, I was already turned on but his attention was taking me off the scale.

He stands behind me, dragging his nails down my back through the gap in my dress then leans in to kiss and nibble my neck and back. His hands take hold of my bottom, needing it firmly before lifting my dress and pulling down my leggins and panties, just enough to expose my cheeks.

He steps back and his absence of touch is felt, i watch his every move and his arousal as he slowly and ceremonially unwraps the glass paddle which is to be my first treat of the night.

He stands at the side of me, one hand placed on the small of my back, the other holding the paddle against me, the glass chilling my skin prior to the first strike. I ready myself and the first strike lands, god it was hard. The glass paddle is so unforgiving, such a definite hit, almost a thud as it meets with my flesh. He strike the other cheek and steadies me as I instinctively move away. After another 2 of the paddle, even harder than the first I can feel my flesh heat up. He strikes me twice more and I'm really feeling the hardness of the tool. The conflict of the coolness of the touch as it creates heat with each impact is almost confusing but ever so welcome.

He throws the paddle on the bed and drops to his knees, I close my eyes as he kisses my reddened skin before pulling my cheeks apart and driving his tongue in my arse. I push back for more but he stops, he pushes his hardness instead against my hole and tease me with it. I adore how hard he is, I know this is new territory for him and when we met the S&M preferences I had where not a draw for him but also not a turn off, merely something that had never interested him so to see him this hard was very very rewarding.

He doesn't let me have any more of his cock, he knows I want it but I have to wait. He comments how wet I am, I know, it's so wet I can feel it trickle down my lips.

With the flogger now in hand he starts with the stinging bite of the tips, alternately from gentle to oh my fucking god, making my knees buckle trying to absorb the pain. He pauses and I know he is waiting for me to reposition ready for him. He ups the stakes, harder than I've ever known him to strike me, I feel my entire butt cheek lift and fall with each throw of the flogger. The heat and sting growing, the sensitivity increasing, I pull away and hide myself a moment before he puts me back in place and goes again. The intensity on his face, his eyes, has me dripping all the more, I'm loving the space we are in together, our moods matched, my need to give myself entirely and feel everything against his want to give it to me.

His breath on my skin was bitter sweet as he moved to tease me again. He lapped at my arse before pushing a finger inside then replacing his finger with his cock. He pushed inside for only a moment before pulling out and moving in front of me. YSL grasps each breast firmly and pulls it over the top of my bra and dress. He sucks my nipples and ensures they are fully erect and hard, not for my pleasure but for the cropping they are about to get.

YSL playfully teases me with the crop, dragging it over my breasts neck and face. I want to close my eyes as the anticipation of the first strike is too much but as soon as I close them I realise I need to see it. We lock eyes, the ferocity and want in his eyes is palpable, he strikes me, I draw breath sharply and bite down as I feel the hardest cropping I've ever had. I keep eye contact and await the next. A stream of hard biting crops rain down on me. It's at my upper most limit, if not over, but I want it, I want to feel this much.

He whispers how well I'm doing and tells me my bottom is next, I shudder at the thought of such a hard cropping on my already red and tender flesh. I now don't know if it's harder than ever or just where I am mentally and the flogging and paddling making it feel so overwhelming and electrifying. After a crescendo of even harder strikes he tells my I have 2 more, just knowing that makes them even more revered. He takes his time, the first is too much, it's perfect. I'm groaning with the pain and delight of it. The anticipation of next keeps me in that state, it already hurts before he has even lifted the crop. I bite down and yelp as it lands, my knees buckling and trembling as the intensity rippled through me.

YSL holds me close as I shudder.

He bends down and slowly removes my leggings and panties, he gasps and smiles when he feels how soaked they are. He stands and offers them to me to suck and inhale my scent as I taste them he roughly crams them into my mouth to gag me, he takes hold of my swollen clit with his thumb and forefinger and wanks me hard. I can't pull away as he holds me so firmly. My body betrays me, I'm soaked and he knows I'm loving every moment of being taken this hard. I cum over his hand and he continues to manipulate my clit and wriggle in his arms, wanting him to stop, never.

My cunt is aching for him, he unties my wrists and strips me naked.

He tells me to lie on the bed, I'm expecting him to hold me. He leans forward, kisses me then parts my thighs and begins drinking my juices as he licks at my engorged clit. He slips fingers into me and massages my gspot while passionately devouring my cunt until I cum all over his face.

YSL's face is glistening in my juices as he returns to be by my side, kissing me passionately and pulling me close while I'm in a helpless state of euphoria.

Twice I've left the Hitachi in the car and those 2 times YSL has suggested we plug it in! We laugh at the sods law in play but he clearly has a plan so he slips on some shorts and grabs it from the car.

He returns and plugs it in, he sits at the top of the bed and asks me to lie before him and expose my cunt to him.

My legs over his, he pulls me closer so my cunt is pressing against his hard cock and balls. I hold open my lips and he rubs his open hand through my soaked slit.

He takes his cock and rubs it over my clit, the firm but fleshy pressure is driving my mad with the urgency to have him inside me.

He pushes his cock firmly inside and takes hold of the Hitachi, the head of it pressed against my exposed clit and he turns it on. It makes me writhe, his hardness inside me, lay there do exposed, the whole night I have been totally his to affectionately abuse and force to have pleasure, it almost hurts, the surges of the vibration through my hard and pouting clit. I can feel such a strong orgasm building, it's almost like its going to burst out of me if I don't let go. I feel my cunt grab his cock as I cum, he switches of the Hitachi and holds my thighs as I try to recover. He takes his cock out, I feel my juices escape now his cock isnt damming up my cunt. As YSL wanks himself I hold open my lips again and ask for his cum, the soothing warmth as it shoots over my tummy and cunt Is like no other.

I do my Cinderella routine, I need to be home in good time, I dress and we say our good byes. As I step out into the cold and my breasts tighten the reminder of the cropping makes me smile, coupled with the bitter sweet of the cold leather seats on my tender bottom, I was a very satisfied lady.

Part 13 - Cap D'Agde, The BDSM Club

At the small dark enclosed reception with Clair Obscur we pay our entrance fee and I’m surprised at how good my French is as we are given instruction and directions. As I hand over my bag the sound of slapping and whipping could be heard, both of us look at each other with excitement and walk through the curtains holding each other’s hand tightly. We see to our left groups of stunningly dressed BDSM enthusiast participating in so many pleasures, to the right was a bar and seating area and through the end another area where we could see a young attractive sub male lay on the floor while 2 ladies, dressed in Moulin Rouge type Victorian corsetry, trample him, balancing themselves with the assistance of Doms stood around and encouraged by the male sluts owner.


Behind us was a coffin table with peep holes and a buffet, had we been anywhere else this eclectic room would have seemed like another dimension but instead it was just exciting… and the buffet looked good!

We headed to the small anti rooms that ran down the left hand side the first room drew us in. At first we watched at the door but YSL then led me into the room and we stood and watch in amazement.

The sub stood facing the St Andrews cross, not tied, she had to keep herself in place, any restrainst I think would of made it easier. Across the base of her back written in French was that she was owned and the name of her master, clearly deeply commited! Her Dom had a large steel tool chest, my mind lept to imagine taking that through customs!!

He whips her harder than I could ever take it and each strike has her growling as she tries to absorb the pain. Each strike has both of us physically flinching but also aroused. He takes out of his back pocket a flogger and thoroughly punishes her back and buttocks, he skin red and bruising already. The next whip I’ve never seen in use in this way it’s like a horse whip for a carriage, long with a small length of rope at the end, the swoosh noise it made as it went through the air had everyone tense up waiting for the sting. He wheeled it like Zoro quickly down her back leaving marks, her knees buckle in the pain and he encourages her back up and she takes it again. After another round of flogging they retire from the room leaving us spectators in bewilderment and awe.

Behind us is a wooden horse type bench to be strapped to and spanked, whipped, flogged, a few people playing about on in but nothing too serious.

The next room has a small lady in her 50’s dressed beautifully, with theeeee most lovely shoes on, tied and blind folded to the cross. Her husband is teasing her and gently cropping her. Adjacent in the same alcove is a sub male attached to a spiders web of chains, a Fem Dom delivering CBT and others around him attaching pegs while he is blindfolded.

To the right are beds with cages around but none in use, too many other things to play on that makes the bed unimportant.

In the end room my eyes lit up, straight ahead was a sex swing, but too the far right of the room a medical play area, during our trip I had found that the angle of penetration on the medical tables had me gushing so hard and such an intense orgasm. As we inspected the room further behind us was a wheel to be tied too, small cages with hydraulic lifts to hoist any subs in, a mezzanine with beds and other restraints and just beyond the medical table was a wet room equipped with enema bags and the like.

We head back to the bar and enjoy a drink while regrouping and planning what we want to do as we watch a Master Class in spanking delivered by the in-house expert on the trampled sub.

Id brought a few toys with us and we took them with us as we headed to the medical table. YSL kissed me and instructed me to take off my panties and lie down, he also reminded me to say ‘red’ if it got too much at any point. I know my breathing changed, my heart beat quicken as I lay back and he slipped on the blind fold. We were alone in the room but within seconds of being blindfolded I heard footsteps approach and stop.

YSL took each leg and placed it in the stirrup, my stiletto through the hole in the base of in to stop my legs from moving, instantly exposing my cunt to the room. Something that none of the previous medical tables hadn’t had was the restraints. YSL slowly fastened each of my ankles and my wrists, Ive never used until this moment leather wrist restraints, I’ve only had the pleasure of the Velcro ones, right now I know the difference. The definite feeling of giving yourself, it wasn’t just playing, the way they hold you so tight and knowing that the only way out of them was trusting YSL to untie me, I could feel my arousal accelerate.

He pulls down my corset and exposes my breasts, taking his time pinching and sucking my nipples until they are hard then he attached nipple clamps firmly on both. The feeling is amplified by how vulnerable I feel as more and more people enter the room to watch. YSL whispers to me that there is now a crowd watching me and my cunt.

YSL moves back between my legs, his hand rubs over my cunt then he pulls away. His not touching me has my skin screaming, the next sensation I feel that takes my breath away is the syringe full of cold lube being squirted into my arse swiftly followed by my cunt. After the shock the cooling sensation is soothing but I find it was placed for good reason as the large butt plug we affectionately call pingu is slowly pushed inside me.

Its so big it takes a few minutes to work in and then relax enough to accommodate it. He slowly strokes my cunt lips helping me to relax and tease me to want more as he taps on it sending vibrations through my body. He joins me at the top of the bed and updates me on the room, whispering that there are now women in cages hoisted above me, I had heard the noise of the hydraulics but not registered what was happening at the time, I was surrounded by people all just watching YSL affectionately abuse my holes, that very thought made me shudder in sexual excitement.

His hand at the entrance of my cunt was the next touch, I’m soaked already and with the added lube he works his hand inside with relative ease. He starts to fist me hard with his other hand working my clit. I forget about the room, I can’t hold another thought in my head beyond how YSL is making me feel. I know Im going to cum hard, Its welling up inside me, every inch of me feels like its surging forward to cum, I try to hold back I don’t want to cum just yet but I can’t stop it, my cunt grips his hand as I shudder and squirt. Pingu is shot across the room, as everything tightens. Im sure it was an amusing moment to of seen but I was too aroused to care.

He doesn’t pause, he knows I need more, with the butt plug removed he takes advantage and fingers my arse, I’m wondering which way this was going because I had a suspicion I was going to get double fisted, I just didn’t know what variety, 2 hands in cunt or one in each hole.

I think he is up to 4 fingers in my arse when he pulls his hand out before pushing it in my cunt to join the other. It was more a groan than a growl but I know I made an animalistic noise as the extreme intensity of him stretching me occurred. Its so what I needed, I half wished Pingu was still inside so I could imagine it was his cock, I wanted to have as much of YSL inside me right now.

He slowly worked his hands inside me and got me into an all consuming frezzy of orgasms, it was almost too much, the sensory deprivation adding the final touch to the scene. I could feel the Daddy of all orgasms starting to build, I know this will be the end of the session as I won’t be able to bare anything else as it starts to wash over me, I cum hard and relentlessly gush for what seems like minutes, he slows down as he sees I need to be held, I need the clamps off but not just yet as it would be too much as my body has gone so sensitive. He slowly removes his hands and without loosing contact he makes his way to the top of the table and holds me. Slowly unbuckling me as I still shake and shudder. He takes of my blind fold and moves so I can see how full the room is. I look around, absorb and then return to focus on YSL being the only one in my world right now.

After some caring hugs and firm kisses we venture back out to see what else is happening in the club. The small woman that had been previously tied now had her husband tied naked and was playing with a riding crop. Tap, Tap Tap on his nipples, tap tap tap, on his thighs then what sounded like harder and louder tap, tap, tap on his cock. Both me and YSL were transfixed by this couple, so ordinary looking, so affectionate, so trusting and so god damn naughty as she handed a riding crop to me and gestured for me to deliver more strikes to her blind folded husband. I smiled at YSL and enthusiastically took the challenge. Slowly and gently, at first, initially he didn’t know it was someone other than his wife. As confidence and knowledge of how to strike the crop I grew a little more enthusiastic with each blow. As he flinched his erection stayed so hard, I struck his cock just as she had and watched it rigidly sway. She took hold of his cock and nipple and I struck his thighs, his face registering the confusing of how she was able to do this then the realisaton of another participant made him smile.

I hand back the crop and we head to the bar almost childishly giggling with excitement. We notice on the wall the vast array of whips, paddles, riding crops and other tools of the trade for anyone to borrow. After a light nibble from the buffet and a few refreshing drinks we go to watch a riding crop demonstration. The Moulin Rouge dressed lady was strapped onto the horse type bench by her calves and forearms, Mmaking her arse a perfect target. The spanking trainer, brandishing 2 matching riding crops, then went to town on her peach. His skill was evident as he found her limits and kept pushing her gently, replacing her composure and correcting her body positioning as she pulled away with the crop.

When she has had enough the room empties and we decide to take advantage of the library of tools and the bench. YSL disappeared while I climbed sheepishly onto the bench, I don’t look to see what he returns with I just await the delivery of it. He lifts my skirt and exposes my naked arse and cunt.

The flogger is first, after a few practices on his hand he throws the first on my arse. It feels good, I like the sensation, the thud and the sting as the leather clatter off my exposed flesh. He increases in speed and intensity as his confidence and visual confirmation of my enjoyment.

He switches to the riding crop, initially just one then trying the 2, the biting sting from the crop had me aching for him to fuck me. I now wanted to be naked on a bed with him. He continues to push me, as I pulled away his hand would appear so gently yet firm on the centre of my back and guide me back so my arse and cunt were presented to him. He strikes my cunt a few times with the crop and I want more but my brain and body argue as I recoil and instinctively to hideaway my cunt and need reminding to hold it in place. He reaches for the whip we had seen earlier, the one that made the Zoro type swoosh and as it struck me I wondered how the woman was still standing. The bite was too much, I took another 2 but I couldn’t take anymore, not while my body felt so intensely stimulated in so many ways from the entirety of the night.

I tell YSL I need him inside me he unties me and helps me down and we head back to our place for some long slow love making. We both wanted a few hours sleep as tomorrow is our last full day of the Holiday.

Full walk around views of the club (prior to an extension they had) are on their site here

If you missed any of the Holiday posts they are here..... lots of pics, video and naughty Tales of our time in Cap D'Agde

HNT Picture Cap D'agde
Part 1 too aroused to sleep
Part 2 flight, arriving and omg
Part 3 Le Glamour, the best swing club experience ever
HNT Cap D'Agde; naked in see and audioboo of sharing Margarets Cunt
Part 4 - sex on the beach **aplause**
TMI video we took while away a
HNT - naked in the sea http://heelsnstocking.blogspot.com/2011/09/hnt-cap-d-naked-in-sea_28.html
Part 5 la tantra swing club
Part 6 10some on the beach
Part 7 The Germans and Sharing Margarets Cunt
Part 8 The most special day of the holiday
Part 9 the Sauna Club
Part 10 watersports and dunes
Part 11 2nd night at the Spa
Part 12 Beach Entertainment

HNT - the riding crop, both perspectives

 I enjoyed my view of the riding crop

Loving the effect it has on YSL, he kindly shared the benefit....

in case you missed in earlier in the week...



Video of it in use also here

Happy HNT xxxxx

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Cropped and squealing! Video

If it won't play try this link but do come back and leave a comment please!

I think the video speaks for itself how much i adore this new addition to our sex toy basket. The sting from the riding crop is so different to the spanking that both myself and YSL are passionate about.

We both enjoy the closeness of over the knee spanking and have been hesitant to remove that level of contact but always willing to explore new options.

I wasnt sure until we went to Clair Obscur the BDSM club in Cap D'Agde about using a crop but after using one on a restrained sub, who was totally un aware his wife had handed the riding crop to me a complete stranger, the noise it made on contact was arousing and seeing how hard it made him intrigued me as i cropped his cock.

A little later YSL stapped me onto what I can only describe as a horse type bench, he retrieved a selecion of whipes, crops and floggers and we experiemented. Having watched a professional Dom and the resident BDSM advisor/trainer at the club deliver a thorough lashing YSL set about my ass with enthusiams and new skills. Both of us thoroughly enjoyed and as you will see from the video we are enjoying exploring beyond just cropping my behind.


We also tooks some great pictures which I will be posting a couple tomorrow for my HNT,

The 2nd night with the farmer

I was meant to be slipping in the apartment and getting in his bed while he was showering but it had been a long day and I wanted a shower first. I texted him and he met me at the car as I parked it.

As we went into his place he kissed me, I adore the way his arms wrap around me and his hands take hold of me. He looks at me and sees me. I kicked of my heels and started to strip and head to the shower while he made a drink.

I was so aroused almost shaking as I showered, I was aching just to get back to him kissing me.

We pass in the bedroom as I was drying myself and kiss again. I’d brought a little black slip with me and put it on and waited for him. My clit was throbbing.
He was wearing just a towel when he returned, he pulled me close and I felt his hand on my bum followed by a playful smack.

We enjoyed our drinks outside along with the last of the days sunshine, as I walked back in the apartment he had hold of the slip and removed it and took me straight to the bedroom. (we had a brief pause to make the bed apparently he had a very bad woman squirt all over it 2 days ago) (yes that was me).

He kissed me and his hands traced my body and parted my legs, he touched me everywhere and wanted him to but not where I needed it. He gentle ran his fingers over my lips but never parting them and not pressing hard enough. He wet his fingers in my mouth then traced my lips again from my ass forward. I was trying to push myself upon him but it didn’t work.

He took hold of my lips and parted them and exposed my everything. I felt like he was inspecting me which turned me on so much.

With precision he licked my clit, lapping at it gently then sucking it all up and making me squeal. After I came he stuffed his cum covered fingers in my mouth, I could taste my arousal clearly. His wet fingers were then plunged into my cunt and ass. My ass was still tender from Mondays attention but I still wanted to pleased him and I took it knowing he wasn’t going to push it too hard tonight.

I came again and he told me to lie with my head hanging off the bed. I knew this meant I was going to get my throat fucked. He has a ‘fat’ cock, it fills my mouth totally. I relax my throat and he fills it, I’m gasping for breath between strokes and as I’m concentrating on that he slapped my pussy hard, just once, it felt amazing.

We moved to the centre of the bed, I’m lay on my back legs wrapped around him and he plunges himself so deep inside my in one stroke. The mixture of the tender pussy from Mondays fun and the tightness as he hadn’t fisted me made his cock feel so immense inside me. He fucks me hard and the angle is just right my bladder was full and it made it more intense. I came as he fucked me so hard gripping around his cock.

He continued to pound me hard, in one fluid moment he withdrew stood up and shot his load over me. When he cums it is with such ferocity it is so passionate to watch. I was covered

We enjoyed wine and swapped stories, laughing and being serious, he whipped as I walked past with his shirt and I struck his ass hard with a paddle for a laugh. We stood chatting and kissing in the kitchen his arousal again became obvious.

We headed back to the bedroom this time with the restraints in hand, the blindfold and I refused to hand him the paddle, I couldn’t bring myself to pass the instrument of torture to him.

I lay on his bed, in the centre, naked and blindfolded. He kissed me and began to tie me up. In was tied fast to the bed and he tightened the straps to limit my movement. He starts to talk to me, the tone changed, I’d been naughty, I was going to have to learn to be good. It was like electricity running through my cunt, everything felt alive with every word he said. I felt something touch me, I flinched and I learned what it was as the belt smacked against my hand as I instinctively tried to move to cover myself.

He continues to talk to me telling how bad Ive been asking me if I want to be whipped. I mumble 'yes please', PARDON SPEAK UP, 'yes please' I try to say lounder my voice is trembling as I invite him to whip me.

The stings then travelled up my thighs as he whipped me gently with the belt. He stopped a moment then my nipple went on fire as he flicked it in some way, I scream, he told me nobody could hear me and continued.

He askes me did I like it and I manage to say Yes, I know that is the right answer.

I was using what leverage I had to keep my legs closed, he leant in close and told me to open them, open them wide now! It is so hard to doing that voluntarily when you know you are opening yourself up so that a leather belt can sting your clit.

I don’t open them far enough and he forces me open. The belt touches me, gently this time but mentally it was stinging, I was waiting for it. A few gentle taps on my pussy lips, a sting on my nipple to distract me then CRACK, I screamed, I almost came it was so intense.

He moved he was sat between my spread legs, his legs under mine, he pushes up close and sticks his cock inside me and fucks me so hard.

I about to cum and I ask for permission. NO.

I beg to cum. NO

“if you cum I will fist your ass hard”

He knows I can’t take that tonight it’s too sore from Monday. I bite my lip and deny myself my orgasm.

He stops and he tells me I bore him, I haven’t pleased him, the leather belt is placed round my neck and tightened to like a collar, He un ties me and leads me into the living room blindfolded and forces me over the sofa and tells me to present my ass to him. The belt is tethered to the sofa or he still has hold of i, im not sure which, so if I pull it tightens. I have to keep still and take what is coming.

Part 2 tomorrow

have I ever been flogged you ask...

yes!

2 occasions...

1st was at the start of my adventure, spanking has always been a turn on for me but I had never done it. I had been speaking to an older guy Michael. So not my type but he was kind, fun and happy to share thoughts and experience and he fed my curiosity. We spoke for months and one day we spoke he asked me to dinner... only dinner, he understood I did not fancy him. Husband was away and kids were staying out so I thought dinner would be good. We met at a little Italian and spent a good few hours chatting over dinner. He shared some tales about his fetish for corporal punishment and the spank groups he went to.

He walked me back to the car and made me an offer.... he would let me experience being spanked, caned and flogged and want no more from me. His argument was sound, he wanted to show me how much pleasure could be gained from it been done properly and he would ensure I knew how it should be done so I didn't get put off by an inexperienced person hurting me. I was game for it and turned on my heels. Within 5 mins we had a room and he disappeared to his car and arrived back with a gym bag.

He reiterated that he wanted nothing more and that he would not touch me any more than I asked. with that said he told me to lift my skirt and bend over and hold the edge of the desk.

It was better than I thought. The first stinging sensation on my ass was heavenly. I wanted more. He kept checking I was ok and asking if I wanted him to stop, instead I begged for more.

I removed my skirt and he repositioned me on the bed. He tied my hands softly, it was clear it was for my mental pleasure as i could of removed my hands with ease. It worked. He started to whip me gently with a birch, each light tap delivered a sting and it just caught my lips and sent sensations through my clit. I was so close to cumming and he knew it.

He switch to a soft leather cat o nine tails and the leather beat of my by now dripping cunt and lips. I came so hard mmmmm


2nd

I made a good friend, he is a master, who is on the swing site. We spoke for months he was interested in my opinion as a newby to the scene on different matters and he was a good sounding board. He works in my industry and after a few months I had the occasion to call on his expertise and advice. I called round for a coffee and he offered to show me his wares. He was hosting a munch later that week so everything was out in the back room ready. He had more toys that the local sex shop! It was great fun trying to work out what half of them were for but I was most taken by his vast collection of whips and floggers.

He had at least a dozen bought ones then a dozen that he had made. I tried each on my leg but he was a gent and offered to let me try them on my ass!

I lifted my skirt and allowed him to deliver 5 of each. I was so aroused at the end but did my best not to show it as I know he was keen to do more and I wasn't... I'm a fussy fucker... I have to fancy and connect with someone to get intimate with them. My fav was a home made one he had, it was made from a collection of that decorative straw you pout in vases. He had bound a hand full together, the mix of the sting the caress and the noise was very very powerful.... I asked for 10 more of them then head back off to work.

I got as far as around the corner then masturbated in the car until I came.