Party balloons and bruised bottoms
By Elizabeth Swan on
The past few weeks have been a whirlwind. Amongst the fun, I have had sessions with two men spanning almost a 70 year age difference. New slaves in their twenties are fun as they are just getting to know what they like. Slowly, slowly I introduce their bodies and minds to new experiences. But the older gents are more amenable to pain. Proper pain. None of this tickling the balls and them wincing when my nails catch them.
My most senior gent this month was great. I hadn’t seen him for a while so we had a catch up before I instructed him “trousers down.” And I tied his cock and balls up and pulled them up the stairs.
“Hold the handrail,” I instructed.
My duty of care complete, he followed me, bleating about how he found it very humiliating. I suppose even the King would look ridiculous being led up his own stairs with his trousers around his ankles.
I treated him to a gentle spanking and then proceeded to go through the crops and canes I had brought. Then I gave him a break as I turned him over so I could apply my different candles. I was trying to do a Union Jack as a fuck you to all the councils who keep taking our flags down, but the bugger kept wincing so I gave up.
Some time later I used my vibrator on him and he had an orgasm. “First one in years!” he said which made me proud of my little magic wand.
With a spring in his step and a striped arse, he cooked me my dinner.
Other fun experiences I have had this month. A CP client in Stoke who I visit has been collecting a lovely vase full of switches. I was spoilt for choice when I visited him. He really has got the most plentiful garden.
And then there is the long suffering bloke who I have known for over twelve years. I have not allowed him an orgasm for over a year. Although I always manage to come during session. Occasionally he is allowed to watch. But mostly he just has to listen as I pleasure myself.
This time he had booked to see me just after I had been to a party.
“Bring me a party bag Mistress!” was his first mistake.
See Mistress tie a balloon to his cock and put a party hat on his head. Some time later I needed a piss and I found another use for the funnel hat…
And now to Bristol. Let’s see what the day brings…
Have a lovely day boys and girls.
Elizabeth Swan