Perverse to perfection
What can I say for this session that was different from the others... The previous time, you had been very penetrating through an intense pegging session that ended with a tasting of my own semen... Suffice to say that I didn't know what to expect this time.
It all began very erotically. Naked, caged, standing in your room, arms crossed over my head, you caressed me long and very slowly with your fingertips, sometimes with the pulp, sometimes with the nails. You made me imagine and feel every sensation and gave me goose bumps. Your face brushing mine... your breathing...
This moment was above all sensual and erotic, but only a prelude to an intense moment of domination. As I'd been naughty with you by arriving late, you'd decided in the game of dice-throwing that chance would decide how many swings of the martinet and other impact objects I should endure. In a subtle twist that had nothing to do with chance, the number was decided by you.
That would be thirty! And so it was in this first position that I received my first 10 strokes ... with an equally erotic noise!
Then you tied me to the St. Andrew's Cross (and you know how much I enjoy being tied and constrained). Legs tightly bound, hands also tightly bound, even my arms had the honor of being tied. Also several straps around my body. In short, I couldn't move at all.
And then you alternated between the 20 blows and impacts I still had to endure - I really enjoyed them, I must admit - and gentle caresses all over my body, sometimes with your hands and sometimes with your iron claws.
In fact, I didn't get to see much at all, as you had decided to put a sort of hood on me so that I couldn't see anything, but also a headset over my ears so that I couldn't hear any of the blows that were coming or being prepared, or of you behind me, leaving everything to the imagination.
And so the session continued, alternating caresses, light scratches, swift strokes and other pinches.
As time went on, you moved me, still blind and with my headphones on playing soft electro music, to attach me to your lounge table. A particularly uncomfortable position - which was obviously the aim - bound by cold iron chains that made me tremble at first, leather straps and bracelets, I couldn't move even 1 cm...
Quite a difficult position to hold, I must admit, but particularly intense. And there, for a while, you alternated between a very vibrating toy, subtly placed between my legs, and above all hot candle wax dripping onto my naked body. Everywhere.
Unfortunately, I couldn't see anything of the show, being still blinded by the mask, but every drop of burning wax that fell on my body made me groan and jump. I could also feel your Wartenberg roulette wheel moving over me and your iron hand pressing down hard on it.
This went on for a long time. The burns from the wax falling on my body were like sublime spikes. I didn't know which way to turn. My body jerked under my moans and the more I moaned, the more you continued! Until the moment of deliverance, but you only allowed me to spread myself by staying in the cage.
I could feel my semen flowing, and you, pervert to perfection, continued to use your vibrator on my sex and kept the hot wax flowing down my body for a long while longer. How much longer? I don't know... but in this totally uncomfortable position, after the orgasm, the seconds were very long.
In short, an intense session, different from the others, more subtle, more advanced too, which I thoroughly enjoyed! Thank you so much for this extraordinary moment, and I can't wait to schedule another session, which I'm sure will be even more surprising!
Testimony of S.