I had of course of instruction created a job for myself by not telling David of my full adventure, it made things difficult for me to make my assignation next weekend. I decided he would have to see after the kids and I'd go alone, saying that I was meeting a lover. My new lifestyle permitted that, although I knew I'd have to check to undergo new dare of some sort in the watch 24-hour interval. I had been in a go up incessant province of horniness since the previous weekend. It felt so foolish and school-girlish. I couldn't postponement for the week to roll by.

The succeeding Sunday wasn't the C. H. Best of twenty-four hours, but it wasn't raining. I arrived at the patch when David had left me the previous calendar week. I was much earlier and I still had on my coating. I now removed it and was thus in only when thrill and a grinning as they say. I had the blindfold which I pulled on, but I left the ropes in a package at my feet. I waited. I couldn't have cared less about being seen, although I suppose that would let spoiled things.

I heard him get in. He didn't say anything at first. I had hoped he'd be pleased that I'd semen, but no his first words were to call down me for arriving at this place with my coat still on. It had never occurred to me to do otherwise. He now told me and I went along agreeing with him that I would, in next leave my pelage at least 500 pace from ‘ our topographic point'as he called it. I was to wear only boots and a slut collar. The collar he wanted I had to go and buy in a fetish shop. He asked me what boots I had other than what I was wearing that day. These were Black smooth knee high, with zipped insides and a heel of about 4"but stylish, not spiked. I said I also had white sura boots with a ear cad again about 4"that was all. He declared I must buy a span of sexy ignominious iron boot and they must have a 5"blackguard and be spiked. I said I would.

He had examined me all over, before he started with the sex. First I had to fellate him. This was a nearly repetition of my blow job last calendar week, only now I was kneeling as he sat on the branch. My mouth moved all over his office licking and sucking, his mouthful was tangy and manly, I guessed he'd not washed that day. I was getting fired up again.

Today I was about to do something new, in the daytime leading up to to-day I had determined that I would do this. So now after licking his globe, I asked him to deform over ; he did so, probably anticipating what I wished to do. I dipped my tongue down below and ran it over the bristle hairs around his anus. Then I pushed my tongue in. I was surprised at how easy it went in. I heard him moan in delight. I'd done this previously only with Katie's husband ( Alice Paul ) and cristal in a very limited and fairly clean situation ; but I'd never rimmed an posterior this open and rich before, he wasn't a sporty man there and I felt real sexy and cruddy doing it, I even grabbed his arse brass and pulled them apart to get deeper insight. I'd work out later that his rectum wasn't particularly entire that day, but I was still getting a greasy taste of him. He was making racket that what I was doing was right. I'd been at it maybe 10 minutes before he grabbed my headspring and shoved his peter, now spurting cum into my throat.

After a few minutes he had me suffer up, now he bound me standing between two trees legs and weapon apart. Finally he tied my breasts, just like David had done but very much rigorous, making them more sensitive. Being tied up by this stranger was both exciting and a bit face racking, I told myself that if he was some maniac he'd had harmed me last week.

I now found out that he'd brought two whip with him, one was a distinctive cat'o'nine and the other a rag crop. He started to affect me with the cat initially not very hard, just piddling stings. All over my body : my spinal column, my bosom ; my stomach ; my thing ; my bum and my pussy.

I wasn't certainly what I should be feeling as he whipped me, he was definitely getting harder as prison term went by. I remember that on his sooner rounds he'd slapped me once in each space I named above, now he had just struck each bosom twice in quick taking over and quite hard. I was aware that I had gasped, not in pain, but in surprise, -- surprisal that I felt a surge that was not painful, but quite different, almost skillful, but then again not dainty. My mind and body was confused, it should have hurt. I guess that what he was doing was matching a level for me and as far as I was concerned it seemed very much at a level of my banker's acceptance of it all.

The afternoon continued much as a continuance of the previous week, with extras thrown in as well. He was seeing where my limits were. Sexually I was fucked repeatedly in my arse and pussy ; he maintained his hard on for quite some meter, teasing me to almost a climax, before pulling out, not even cumming off himself. Every clock time he entered my tail, when he pulled out, I sucked him pick. He sucked my clit and pussycat when I was bound, teasing me to climax, then he'd use the handle of a party whip as a dildo in my pussy and then my prat, again I was made to suck it clean, and this was done maybe 3 times in all. About an hour in he held his penis in my mouth whilst he peed, after he realised I was drinking it quite easily without fuss, ( thanks to Katie, Saul and Adam ) he relaxed. He did that twice to a greater extent before the afternoon was up. He sensibly had brought a large bottle of water with him, which he gave me drinks from as well.

When he wasn't sexually teasing me he was experimenting with my bondage and using either his cat or the riding crop on me. As the good afternoon progressed, we both sought the terminal point and he became progressively harder with both implements. At one point almost at the end, he had me set over, Hands on my knees, bum in the air, legs wide apart, and he used the crop hard on my bum cheeks, concentrated enough with his work stoppage to leave behind me marked for a day or so. It hurt like hell and I was almost ready to narrate him to stop, but something was stirring in my kitty that was saying this is dependable, I was leaking ; I could finger the juice drip along my thighs. A few times I realised he was striking me quite low down on my bum cheeks, and the crop actually made touch with my arse and labia lips which elicited a gasp from me. I think we both knew by mutual self-preservation that I mustn't cry out or scream, even if I wanted to and that seemed to add a foster component.

However the coming for me ( literally ) was almost at the very end, Reversing my position, he had me bound almost as David had, with my wooden leg splayed wide apart, organic structure bent backwards and my articulatio coxae thrust up at waist height, for maybe 15 or so moment he pussy whipped me with the cat. Starting very slowly one tap every 15 seconds and not too hard, building up, waiting for me to cry stop. At first it stung, and I nearly asked him to arrest, then it didn't sting, then it felt good, then it felt really nifty and I felt my climax coming on, as he increased the smash charge per unit, the weight of the arm behind the work stoppage increased. I cried out, not in pain sensation, but in a orgasm, as strong as any I'd had from fucking. He struck me maybe a advance 6 times after that before I could say hold back ! On that 6th strike, another undulation of orgasm washed over me, even potent, I was desperate to say"stop"but the word"Harder"came out and he brought me off again. This sentence I slumped over exhausted. I'd enjoyed maybe 8-10 sexual climax that afternoon, some substantial than I'd ever felt before. I was shattered.

I called for no more after the pussy flogging and we sat finished off his bottle of H2O. I was pretty do-or-die to know who this man was, who was introducing me into a different sexual public. He said I could promise him King John or Master. He told me he'd seen me and my married man walking the previous hebdomad, without much prompting I had told him about the set up with David and my former lover. I think my enthusiasm about our meetings shone brightly and I made it quetch I was willing to meet him again and again and that I would get the items he spoke of before ASAP.

He asked me about the matter I'd tried previously, said I seemed a born submissive. I asked him what he'd done to cleaning lady in the past tense, he said that everything he did was with the cleaning woman's agreement or with his three stop words, which he explained to me, but he wouldn't have me specific point of the respective Acts of the Apostles, said it would scotch things. I think he meant I might get frightened off, but it was plain from the way he talked that he wanted to do More to me, I also got the effect that the slim nervousness on my region might affright him off. I asked if we could do sitting without the blindfold on 100 % of the time. We agreed that at the end of my twenty-five percent meeting with him, he'd let me see him and after that the blindfold would be used sparingly.

On my exhausted way home that afternoon, I felt I'd achieved a lot in a curt clip, in 18 month I had now enjoyed frequently and more importantly with my husband's blessing, a number of devotee - well my new master would be my yet another putz in that clip line, but oh so different. A piffling over a year before, I'd never felt a whip or cane anywhere on my body and thought that Katie playing Doms and hoagy a little exciting but uncanny at the same clip. I had now learnt how sexually exciting this aspect of sex was, in fact this afternoon had opened up new waves of pleasure, I didn't understand it, but boy oh boy, I enjoyed it.

We had our third meeting ; then the following weekend I couldn't meet with him as we had family plans. We agreed that subject to the weather, we'd meet in 2 week's prison term only on a Sabbatum afternoon. We agreed that only if it was actually raining or highly potential to rain we wouldn't sports meeting up, and we'd assume. In the interim I had to buy a knuckle down collar and a sexy duet of hoodoo boots.

So our next date was my fourth ‘ particular date'with john, and true to his word my occult rife schoolmaster revealed himself to me. He wasn't that bad, in his former 40's, balding and a little stoutness, nearly 6 ’. He was right that I'd have never exchanged the meter of day with him normally. He was a builder by deal, in fact mostly a"brickie"really, but at this stage in the family relationship, he was well-heeled in letting me see him, knowing we'd gone too far now for me to suddenly back off. This day was also the first time I'd seen his penis properly. I had known he was big, but I couldn't get over how big, his cock didn't look particularly big at initiatory sight, but he had a cinch on him that I've never seen or experienced before, his length was almost 10"which made the girth look just big in fact he was Brobdingnagian, it proved to me that I must have been so aflame that start good afternoon to take that up my anus, had I seen it beforehand I'd have freaked. Later on my confession about his size, would go to founding by me to other distaff friends for entry or just rough sex.

We didn't sports meeting every weekend that first summer, because sometimes it was a wet one, but every metre I missed a session, I felt very disappointed. After that fourth part academic term, he got me to fag out more S & M type clothing over which I wore a articulatio genus duration alight coat, till I was near our meeting point, I'd explained that this coat was referred to by my husband as my"Flasher's Mac ”, as I wore it when he had me doing such things, it had all the clitoris removed and just had a belt to have got it together.

Including our first meeting, we'd had 6 Sessions which were now very a great deal getting from grating sex to S & M, mostly CP and I was revelling in being submissive sex loose woman. I noticed that my sex life was changing again. In 2009 it felt like I fucked everyman who'd come onto me. Since July 2010 I hadn't taken one new lover. Our final stage meeting in the park was the first weekend of October, it was quite a cool off day and I said that as it was getting colder we should find somewhere else to go. bathroom and I had already had the conversation the previous week and he was quite glad to carry on, no thing how common cold it got. However the greenery of the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree was profligate disappearance and we both realised that we'd be exposed in evert sense within workweek.

Following my first meeting with King John, I now had an ‘ outfit'- human knee gamey 5"stiletto heeled black thrill which I had bought especially for whoremaster ( they'd cost me nearly £400 ) ; to this he asked me to bear nigrify stocking. I would put on my short raincoat to locomote to the meeting. I also carried a small gym bag in which I had versatile item such as whips, riding crop, cat, tawse, belt, R-2, candles, rope and so on. These I had purchased from an on-line shop on his instructions, I had also looked through their web site and ordered early hooey. Everything he used on me was brought to the sports meeting by me.

John had previously asked me about how my husband felt about my good afternoon assignation with him. I had explained that David was happy with my extra marital sex life with other men and trick had suggested that he total to our house and master me in social movement of David. I wondered if my hubby would be aroused by that, he'd by now seen me sexually with quite a few men and I'd been surprised at how much extra stimulant his watching added to my own pleasure and I knew he loved it, in fact the rougher and cruddy the sex acts, the more sex he was, this was borne out by my now hebdomadary sojourn to our neighbor Ben, which David loved to see. So yes David would get off on it. My real problem was my sons who were now too old to be"sister sat"and if they came back in the middle of things…. I would be mortified.

I knew john was not in a position to encounter where he lived. He'd lost well-nigh of his plus with a divorcement about 5 old age earlier and lived in a hostel. So things were on cargo hold for a while whilst I sorted out something.

I did view asking Ben if we could meet at his menage, but knew David would find out. So over the winter of 2010/2011 lav and I met in a hotel once a month for slightly boisterous sex. He liked me to converge him dressed like a ‘ hustler'which meant I purchased another pair of limited outfits. So in the end just before Yuletide 2010, everything about me and Gospel According to John came out into the open with me and David ; but also with my baby and Saul. So I knew that I had been set up, that John Lackland was a friend of Katie's, that David had witnessed John the Divine ( & others ) dominating Katie.

It was really in the spring and summer of 2011 that my school term with John had developed into Richard Buckminster Fuller BDSM repose quickly ( I think ) ; I had surprised myself by accepting harder punishment, humiliation and straining each workweek. I found that when David now openly watched about half the 2011 seance, I was more conjure up and took more. I also knew by now that everything John did to me was already surpassed by what he'd done to my untried sis. In March she invited me to see her submit to trick, which was very arousing, as well as eye possibility. In June I watched another master dominate her at an even higher level than John.

By the end of Sept that class, I was taking in my academic term, I should add that now very little or none of my session was taken blindfolded and I'd almost come to ignore the view of being discovered by others.

• I was being put in quite intricate thrall with rophy mainly, but also hand and ankle manacle, leg spreaders, plus him using the born foliage around to aid him. This led to my ‘ helplessness'which in itself was quite arousing. So I could be stood edge against a big Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree - facial expression in or out, of spread-eagled standing between two trees, and he was also by this stagecoach turning me top down.

• In particular my breasts were repeatedly bound and released ; I watched them turn different shades of purpleness and sensitiveness and was now taking diverse smacks across my breasts when leaping with almost every item I'd brought along ; john had asked about marking me and I'd said there was no demand to give back ; at this stage those Simon Marks on my boob, bum and inner affair were still quite clear 3 years afterwards. This was something my more chance lover picked up on and I was surprised how many Guy were turned on by compliance confessions and how few were put off.

• I was regularly taking a whipping steer onto my cunt almost at every session. John had seen how I reacted on my first pussy whiplash and now refined it at leisure ; I was in bondage between two low sapling trees, my legs were open across-the-board apart and tied to the tree from the stifle down to my ankles my branch were pulled back over my fountainhead and I was almost in an reverse"U"shape. I stressed that my second joint were pulled painfully apart, with my pussy totally exposed. Using a leather ‘ cat'o'nine'he pussy whipped me slowly and fairly gently to come out with building up, it took maybe 7 or 8 bit by which time he was striking me hard and rapidly maybe at 30 strokes a minute, to get me to an arching of my rear climax, I was almost shouting"yes !"to each cerebrovascular accident. If I thought he'd end then, I was wrong, he barely paused, soon I was crying out again, arching myself to adjoin the buss of the tails, again I climaxed, and again John continued his thrashing of me till a third clip I climaxed. He had found my gratifying patch.

• Whilst in thrall he would employ clamps and exercising weight to my breasts pap and labia. Clothes pegs and clinch, privy had started in the first hebdomad using dress oarlock on my breasts, nipples and labia, this was quickly followed by proper S & M clamp ( purchased by me ) which could have weights attached to tear at the chosen part and be sufficiently tighten so the weighting didn't pull up them off.

• I took the first pins into my white meat in May 2011 these were very melt off 3"foresighted personal identification number with bellied coloured question which at first he just pricked my skin with, as I meekly accepted that the succeeding calendar week he pushed them right into the fountainhead -- 3 workweek later I took two fall in each nipple and the same day two fall in each labia, as sentence passed these pins became bigger and thicker. Remember these were brought along by me, not John.

• In August'2011, while looking through the catalogue on line, I had purchased a set of 4 clamps each about 5 in long by ½ in wide, which were wicked, as they had 4 bowling pin on one surface and 5 tholepin on each the early clamp surface, each pin was recessed into a hole in its opposite clamp face, so as the clinch was tightened on to the skin the PIN number bit in and then the bowling pin would tug right through the cutis as the clamp was tightened. He would often stretch my labia out and clamp one to each lip ; followed by one on each nipple and the onto my chest anatomy. The clamps had holes to which he could tie weight unit via sportfishing lines etc. the betimes set of clamps I purchased had thole protruding about 5mm and were thin almost like a drawing pin, later on I bought use ones with 1"plus and much thicker, almost steel pick up heaviness.

• He would ‘ titillation'my breasts and pussy with stinging nettles, which every clock time he did it, I enjoyed at the fourth dimension, and then regretted it for the adjacent 24 hours.

• He'd experiment with unlike cd and pour hot molten wax on my body parts and including by then spreading my labia for fall to hit my inner pussy.

• He'd playing period with me with his cigarette and ice he'd bring along in a flask. Using both on my bosom, bum and internal thigh. Ice and Burns, almost like wax and ice, but whoremaster had almost accidentally started giving me lilliputian sunburn with his coffin nail end. Neither I nor my husband grass but trick did and one session in the summertime, he had accidentally flicked the red hot ash onto my mamilla, that he was fucking me hard at the prison term, was almost irrelevant, but it stung - a lot !. He must own seen some look in my eyes, because as he thrust me close to my climax, he slowly drew on his cigarette trough it glowed, then with it still in his mouth, he leant forward till the glow tip money box he'd almost made contact with the mammilla of my teat. Although I was in thraldom, and although I denied it afterwards for a while, I knew I had thrust my breast forward to complete the striking. He had only teased a threat ; it was actually me who took it on. After that he adopted it as part of my penalisation, with the ice and later a cigar.

• He would use my mouth, kitty or anus at will for his turncock, often teasing me to near climax.

• One of the very first purchase he had me get, two giant penis dildos, both were about 18"long, but it was also the thickness, the smaller one was as thicker than any manlike member I've ever encountered with the exception of John himself, and the other was about 20 % thicker again. Taking the bigger one in my pussy was like giving nascence again, and it was some workweek of using the littler one on me before I could get anywhere near the larger one. By the winter of 2010/2011, he was fisting my pussy each workweek - which was a totally fresh experience for me and using the larger dildo in my pussycat, and he was saying that in meter he'd ingest me taking the big one in my bitch and the humble one in my tooshie. He'd also be saying that he'd get his clenched fist up my butt in sentence.

• At versatile minute in each session, I would be fitted with a stooge plus in my arse, which had become quite elastic ( from having anal sex with my other lovers 3 or 4 times a week regularly, plus his administrations each weekend ). He would often fucked my slit which using the butt chaw to dildo my anus, and at early clip he'd have me have got the butt plug with the widest function stretching my anal ring, this he'd have me doing for several second at a time.

• Nearly every used on me above, I brought along to the encounter in my small gym bag of goodies. One thing He brought along 3 metre that summer was grubs and worm ; sometimes he'd have my mouth held undefendable with a mouth clinch, and he just send away one or three in, which I hated. He use live spiders, louse or slugs, this progressed to me having to swallow them completely and still alive. He also used maggots ( bought from fishing tackle shop ) which he just tipped into my mouth.

• Most good afternoon he'd use my sassing as his urinal at least twice.

• My first anal rim on John's hairy anus, which was totally voluntary on my component part, had lasted about 10 mo - by the end of September 2010 I was giving him an anal rim, 2 or 3 clip on each meeting we had and it was lasting to 15 minutes, however now he was commanding me to do it although I was quiet willing to do it anyway, his command made it even better for me.

Obviously not all of the above was done at every sitting, but those were where I had developed to by that prison term .