As I allegedly get “saner” I may need to more and more access my former several decades of bad craziness for fodder. I was heading to a certain Southwestern U.S. community where I’d had numerous bouts of fun with my little Domme-In-A-Thong Stacy. For old times sake I tried to lure her out of retirement to join me for a marketing seminar and then on to twisted strangeosity. (it should become a word, damn it.) It got me to thinking of a peak experience I’d had with her and the stunning Lady Lydia. So from Max Fisch reviews, enjoy.
For the second straight Christmas, I had an exceptional yuletide session with Lady Lydia of Seattle. This time, I had a friend who wanted to witness the session. We’d played around a bit with bdsm and she seemed like a natural. I asked Lady Lydia if my friend could be our studio audience and Lydia was completely comfortable with her watching. Little did I know she’d be incorporated in how things unfolded.
Lydia arrived at my hotel room and we ordered a bottle of wine so the three of us could chat about the scene and become comfortable with one another. I had difficulty getting the cork out and Lydia came to my rescue. Is there no end to her skills?
Lydia changed into a stunning corset and panties and garter belt. Couple that with her glorious mane of red hair and I was once again, happy to be where I was. My friend also changed into some lingerie, poured herself more wine and prepared to see me “disciplined”.
After having me strip, Lydia tied me to one of the chairs in the room. Then she produced a roll of kite string and reshaped my cock and balls into some sort of red, swollen, twisted bit of flesh that looked like Picasso had drawn them. I didn’t know my little man bits could get into that particular painful state. She followed that with nipple clips tied to a rope tied to my cock and balls so if I pulled one way to get some relief, the other end would tug and cause pain.
She produced a number of candles and gave me a thorough “private parts waxing” that was mostly painful but a bit erotic. Following that she produced little plastic clothespins with teeth. She now encouraged my friend to join us and help her attach the clips to my balls and cock. These little suckers hurt. I didn’t realize how much until they started taking them off and the blood rushed back into the various spots. However Lydia and my friend rubbed the spots where the clips were eventually removed and that caused more pain and erotic stirrings.
After being released I was led to the bed and had my legs tied in such a way that my so far untouched butt would be easily exposed. My friend curled up on the bed beside us to watch as Lady Lydia took me.
And take me she did. First with a small dildo and then with her latex clad hand. I have never been so furiously ass-boinked in my entire life. I begged her to stop. Lydia laughed. My friend laughed. And Lydia kept taking me.
And oh yes,,,she reported my prostate as being in good shape. I knew you’d want to know.
During the session, Lydia chatted amiably with my friend, teased and taunted me and charmed both of us. She is lovely, intelligent and sweetly, calmly evil. It was a hot time and it left me with my legs shaking for quite some time afterwards. My lady friend is now inspired to redouble her efforts in learning more on dominating me. So thank you Lady Lydia, thank you.
