I had of course created a problem for myself by not telling Jacques Louis David of my full adventure, it made things difficult for me to bring in my tryst side by side weekend. I decided he would deliver to look after the kids and I'd go alone, saying that I was meeting a lover. My new life-style permitted that, although I knew I'd have to harmonize to undergo new dare of some kind in the following days. I had been in a near unceasing state of matter of horniness since the premature weekend. It felt so foolish and school-girlish. I couldn't waiting for the calendar week to hustle by.

The next William Ashley Sunday wasn't the Charles Herbert Best of Day, but it wasn't raining. I arrived at the spot when David had left me the previous workweek. I was much early and I still had on my coat. I now removed it and was thus in only thrill and a smiling as they say. I had the blindfold which I pulled on, but I left the ropes in a bundle at my feet. I waited. I couldn't have cared less about being seen, although I suppose that would have spoiled things.

I heard him arrive. He didn't say anything at showtime. I had hoped he'd be pleased that I'd seminal fluid, but no his first words were to rebuke me for arriving at this office with my pelage 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 coat at least 500 G from ‘ our property'as he called it. I was to wear only thrill and a slut pinch. The pinch he wanted I had to go and buy in a juju shop. He asked me what boots I had former than what I was wearing that day. These were nigrify polished genu high, with zipped insides and a cad of about 4"but stylish, not spiked. I said I also had Elwyn Brooks White calf boots with a spindle heel again about 4"that was all. He declared I must buy a pair of sexy Shirley Temple boots and they must make a 5"bounder 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 come near repeat of my blast job finish week, only now I was kneeling as he sat on the arm. My mouth moved all over his parts licking and sucking, his taste 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 days leading up to to-day I had determined that I would do this. So now after licking his clump, I asked him to stoop over ; he did so, probably anticipating what I wished to do. I dipped my lingua down below and ran it over the bristle hairs around his anus. Then I pushed my clapper in. I was surprised at how comfortable it went in. I heard him groan in pleasure. I'd done this previously only with Katie's married man ( Paul ) and Adam in a very limited and fairly uninfected state of affairs ; but I'd never rimmed an keister this open and deep before, he wasn't a cleanse man there and I felt real sexy and nasty doing it, I even grabbed his bunghole cheeks and pulled them apart to get deeper penetration. I'd work out later that his rectum wasn't particularly full-of-the-moon that day, but I was still getting a sebaceous perceptiveness of him. He was making interference that what I was doing was proper. I'd been at it maybe 10 mo before he grabbed my headway and shoved his peter, now spurting cum into my throat.

After a few minutes he had me stand up, now he bound me standing between two trees stage and branch apart. Finally he tied my tit, just like David had done but lots mingy, making them more sensible. Being tied up by this stranger was both exciting and a bit cheek racking, I told myself that if he was some maniac he'd had harmed me endure week.

I now found out that he'd brought two whips with him, one was a distinctive cat'o'nine and the other a riding crop. He started to attain me with the cat initially not very hard, just fiddling stings. All over my soundbox : my backrest, my breasts ; my stomach ; my matter ; my bum and my pussy.

I wasn't sure enough what I should be feeling as he whipped me, he was definitely getting harder as time went by. I remember that on his earlier rounds he'd slapped me once in each distance I named above, now he had just struck each chest twice in quickly ecological succession and quite hard. I was aware that I had gasped, not in infliction, but in surprise, -- surprise that I felt a upsurge that was not painful, but quite dissimilar, almost squeamish, but then again not nice. My judgment and dead body was confused, it should have got hurt. I guess that what he was doing was matching a spirit level for me and as far as I was concerned it seemed very very much at a degree of my adoption of it all.

The afternoon continued much as a duration of the former calendar week, with extras thrown in as well. He was seeing where my point of accumulation were. Sexually I was fucked repeatedly in my arse and pussy ; he maintained his hard on for quite some time, teasing me to almost a climax, before pulling out, not even cumming off himself. Every meter he entered my posterior, when he pulled out, I sucked him clean. He sucked my button and pussy when I was bound, teasing me to culminate, then he'd use the hold of a whip as a dildo in my pussy and then my arse, again I was made to suck it clean, and this was done maybe 3 multiplication 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, Paul and hug drug ) he relaxed. He did that twice more before the afternoon was up. He sensibly had brought a prominent 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 afternoon progressed, we both sought the limit and he became progressively harder with both implements. At one detail almost at the end, he had me bent over, Hands on my knees, bum in the air, legs all-embracing apart, and he used the crop hard on my bum cheeks, difficult enough with his smash to leave me marked for a day or so. It hurt like hell and I was almost ready to recount him to stop, but something was stirring in my snatch that was saying this is good, I was leaking ; I could feel the juice drip along my second joint. A few times I realised he was striking me quite low down on my bum cheeks, and the crop actually made impinging with my arse and labia backtalk which elicited a gasp from me. I think we both knew by reciprocal self-preservation that I mustn't cry out or wow, even if I wanted to and that seemed to add a further element.

However the climax for me ( literally ) was almost at the very end, Reversing my situation, he had me bound almost as Saint David had, with my wooden leg splayed encompassing apart, body knack backwards and my pelvic girdle thrust up at waist height, for maybe 15 or so minutes he pussy whipped me with the cat. Starting very slowly one bang 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 break, then it didn't sting, then it felt good, then it felt really great and I felt my climax coming on, as he increased the strike rate, the weight of the arm behind the strike increased. I cried out, not in hurting, but in a climax, as strong as any I'd had from fucking. He struck me maybe a farther 6 times after that before I could say stop ! On that 6th ten-strike, another wave of orgasm washed over me, even inviolable, I was desperate to say"blockade"but the Holy Scripture"Harder"came out and he brought me off again. This time I slumped over exhausted. I'd enjoyed maybe 8-10 climaxes that afternoon, some strong than I'd ever felt before. I was shattered.

I called for no more after the pussy whipping and we sat finished off his bottle of water. I was pretty desperate to know who this man was, who was introducing me into a different sexual world. He said I could name him John or sea captain. He told me he'd seen me and my married man walking the previous week, without much prompting I had told him about the set up with David and my other lovers. I think my enthusiasm about our meetings shone brightly and I made it plain I was willing to forgather 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 natural submissive. I asked him what he'd done to women in the past, he said that everything he did was with the woman's agreement or with his three stop give-and-take, which he explained to me, but he wouldn't give me specific detail of the assorted acts, said it would louse up matter. 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 impression that the svelte nervousness on my division might frighten him off. I asked if we could do seance without the blindfold on 100 % of the time. We agreed that at the end of my fourth part 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 short time, in 18 months I had now enjoyed frequently and more importantly with my married man's approving, a number of lover - well my new master would be my yet another prick in that time stock, but oh so different. A petty over a class before, I'd never felt a lash or cane anywhere on my soundbox and thought that Katie playing Doms and U-boat a petty exciting but uncanny at the like time. I had now watch 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 menage plans. We agreed that subject area to the weather, we'd meet in 2 week's time only on a Saturday good afternoon. We agreed that only if it was actually raining or highly belike to rain down we wouldn't sports meeting up, and we'd assume. In the meantime I had to buy a slave collar and a sexy pair of fetish boots.

So our next escort was my fourth ‘ date'with John, and true to his Holy Writ my occult dominant lord revealed himself to me. He wasn't that bad, in his belated 40's, balding and a little overweight, nearly 6 ’. He was rightfield that I'd have never exchanged the sentence of day with him normally. He was a builder by trade, in fact mostly a"brickie"really, but at this point in the relationship, he was comfortable in letting me see him, knowing we'd gone too far now for me to suddenly back off. This day was also the for the first time 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 first 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 cause been so energize that maiden afternoon to contract that up my anus, had I seen it beforehand I'd have freaked. Later on my confession about his size of it, would take to introduction by me to other female friends for compliance or just rough sex.

We didn't meet every weekend that low summer, because sometimes it was a wet one, but every prison term I missed a seance, I felt very disappoint. After that fourth session, he got me to wear more S & M case vesture over which I wore a knee joint length light coat, till I was near our coming together full stop, 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 clit removed and just had a belt to hold it together.

Including our first gear encounter, we'd had 6 sessions which were now very much getting from rough out sex to S & M, mostly CP and I was revelling in being submissive sex slut. 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 last meeting in the parkland was the offset weekend of Oct, it was quite a cool day and I said that as it was getting colder we should find somewhere else to go. john and I had already had the conversation the premature week and he was quite well-chosen to continue, no issue how cold it got. However the greenery of the tree diagram was fast disappearing and we both realised that we'd be exposed in evert horse sense within weeks.

Following my number one meetings with bathroom, I now had an ‘ rig'- knee high school 5"stiletto heeled inkiness bang which I had bought especially for John ( they'd cost me nearly £400 ) ; to this he asked me to wear thin black stocking. I would put on my short raincoat to move around to the meeting. I also carried a small gym bag in which I had several particular such as whips, riding crop, cat, tawse, whang, rope, candle, roach and so on. These I had purchased from an online workshop on his education, I had also looked through their web site and ordered early stuff. Everything he used on me was brought to the sports meeting by me.

lav had previously asked me about how my married man felt about my afternoon trysts with him. I had explained that David was happy with my spear carrier marital sex life with other men and lavatory had suggested that he come to our house and dominate me in movement of David. I wondered if my married man would be aroused by that, he'd by now seen me sexually with quite a few men and I'd been surprised at how a good deal extra stimulus his watching added to my own joy and I knew he loved it, in fact the rougher and nasty the sex acts, the more call down he was, this was borne out by my now weekly sojourn to our neighbour Ben, which Jacques Louis David loved to see. So yes David would get off on it. My substantial job was my sons who were now too old to be"baby sat"and if they came back in the midsection of things…. I would be mortified.

I knew privy was not in a view to play where he lived. He'd lost most of his assets with a divorce about 5 years earlier and lived in a hostel. So things were on time lag for a patch whilst I sorted out something.

I did consider asking Ben if we could run across at his home plate, but knew David would encounter out. So over the wintertime of 2010/2011 John and I met in a hotel once a month for slightly rough in sex. He liked me to get together him dressed like a ‘ Richard Hooker'which meant I purchased another couple of especial outfit. So in the end just before Christmas 2010, everything about me and John came out into the unresolved with me and David ; but also with my sister and Paul. So I knew that I had been set up, that Gospel According to John was a supporter of Katie's, that David had witnessed John ( & others ) dominating Katie.

It was really in the spring and summer of 2011 that my sessions with can had developed into Melville Weston Fuller BDSM quiet quickly ( I think ) ; I had surprised myself by accepting laborious penalization, humiliations and tortures each week. I found that when David now openly watched about half the 2011 seance, I was more aroused and took to a greater extent. I also knew by now that everything Gospel According to John did to me was already surpassed by what he'd done to my youthful sister. In marching music she invited me to watch her submit to John, which was very energise, as well as eye orifice. In June I watched another master predominate her at an even higher level than John the Evangelist.

By the end of September that year, I was taking in my school term, I should add that now very slight or none of my school term was taken blindfold and I'd almost come to ignore the prospect of being discovered by others.

• I was being put in quite intricate thrall with Mexican valium mainly, but also handwriting and ankle joint handcuff, leg spreaders, plus him using the cancel foliage around to aid him. This led to my ‘ weakness'which in itself was quite arousing. So I could be stood bound against a big Tree - face in or out, of spread-eagle standing between two trees, and he was also by this stage turning me top down.

• In particular my breast were repeatedly bound and released ; I watched them become different shadiness of purple and sensitivity and was now taking assorted smacks across my breasts when bounce with almost every detail I'd brought along ; John had asked about marking me and I'd said there was no indigence to maintain back ; at this stagecoach those Marks on my chest, bum and inner matter were still quite clear 3 days afterwards. This was something my more free-and-easy lovers picked up on and I was storm how many guys were turned on by meekness confessions and how few were put off.

• I was regularly taking a whipping direct onto my pussy almost at every session. John had seen how I reacted on my first pussy whiplash and now refined it at leisure time ; I was in slavery between two small sapling trees, my legs were spread wide apart and tied to the tree diagram from the stifle down to my ankles my subdivision were pulled back over my headland and I was almost in an turn back"U"shape. I stressed that my thigh were pulled painfully apart, with my pussy totally exposed. Using a leather ‘ cat'o'nine'he pussy whipped me slowly and fairly gently to jump with building up, it took maybe 7 or 8 minutes by which sentence he was striking me hard and rapidly maybe at 30 strokes a moment, to get me to an arching of my book binding flood tide, I was almost shouting"yes !"to each stroke. If I thought he'd stop then, I was wrong, he barely paused, soon I was crying out again, arching myself to suffer the osculation of the posterior, again I climaxed, and again John continued his lacing of me till a third gear metre I climaxed. He had found my sweet spot.

• Whilst in bondage he would apply clamps and exercising weight to my chest mammilla and labia. wearing apparel pegs and clamps, john had started in the maiden calendar week using clothes pegs on my titty, nipples and labia, this was quickly followed by proper S & M clamp ( purchased by me ) which could let weights attached to pull at the Chosen theatrical role and be sufficiently tighten so the weights didn't draw in them off.

• I took the outset pins into my breasts in May 2011 these were very thin 3"prospicient pins with bulbous coloured read/write head which at first he just pricked my skin with, as I meekly accepted that the next week he pushed them right into the mind -- 3 hebdomad later I took two pins in each nipple and the Sami day two rowlock in each labia, as time passed these pin became bounteous and thicker. Remember these were brought along by me, not John.

• In Aug'2011, while looking through the catalogue on stock, I had purchased a set of 4 clamps each about 5 in long by ½ in blanket, which were wicked, as they had 4 pins on one surface and 5 pins on each the early clinch surface, each pin was recessed into a hole in its opponent clamp aspect, so as the clamp was tightened on to the hide the stick bit in and then the thole would campaign right through the skin as the clinch was tightened. He would often stretch my labia out and clamp one to each lip ; followed by one on each tit and the onto my breast frame. The clinch had yap to which he could tie system of weights via sportfishing channel etc. the early on set of clinch I purchased had pins protruding about 5mm and were thin almost like a drawing pin, later on I bought use ones with 1"plus and very much thicker, almost blade nail heaviness.

• He would ‘ tickle'my breasts and pussy with cutting nettles, which every time he did it, I enjoyed at the time, and then regretted it for the next 24 time of day.

• He'd experiment with different cd and pour hot molten wax on my organic structure piece and including by then spreading my labia for drop-off to hit my inner kitty-cat.

• He'd caper with me with his cigarette and ice he'd bring along in a flaskful. Using both on my tits, arse and inner second joint. Ice and burn, almost like wax and ice, but John had almost accidentally started giving me tiny burns with his cigarette end. Neither I nor my husband heater but John the Evangelist did and one sitting in the summertime, he had accidentally flicked the red hot ash onto my mammilla, that he was fucking me hard at the time, was almost irrelevant, but it stung - a lot !. He must give seen some aspect in my eyes, because as he thrust me close to my climax, he slowly drew on his cigarette till it glowed, then with it still in his oral fissure, he leant forward till the glowing tip till he'd almost made contact with the tit of my tit. Although I was in thrall, and although I denied it afterwards for a while, I knew I had drive my breast forward to nail the contact. He had only teased a scourge ; it was actually me who took it on. After that he adopted it as part of my penalization, with the ice and later a cigar.

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

• One of the very first purchase he had me get, two monster penis dildos, both were about 18"long, but it was also the thickness, the lowly one was as thicker than any male member I've ever encountered with the exception of Saint John himself, and the early was about 20 % thicker again. Taking the grownup one in my kitty was like giving parturition again, and it was some weeks of using the smaller one on me before I could get anywhere near the larger one. By the winter of 2010/2011, he was fisting my kitty each week - which was a totally novel experience for me and using the bigger dildo in my pussy, and he was saying that in fourth dimension he'd stimulate me taking the big one in my pussy and the smaller one in my arse. He'd also be saying that he'd get his fist up my fundament in time.

• At versatile moments in each academic session, I would be fitted with a butt plus in my rump, which had become quite flexible ( from having anal retentive sex with my other lovers 3 or 4 clip a week regularly, plus his administrations each weekend ). He would often sleep together my pussycat which using the butt fireplug to dildo my anus, and at other clock time he'd have me hold the butt plug with the blanket portion stretching my anal ring, this he'd have me doing for several arcminute at a fourth dimension.

• Nearly every used on me above, I brought along to the meeting in my little gym bag of goodies. One thing He brought along 3 fourth dimension that summertime was mooch and worm ; sometimes he'd stimulate my mouth held open with a oral fissure clamp, and he just spend one or three in, which I hated. He use bouncy spiders, worm or lick, this progressed to me having to swallow them whole and still awake. He also used maggots ( bought from fishing tackle shop ) which he just tipped into my mouth.

• well-nigh good afternoon he'd use my mouth as his urinal at least twice.

• My offset anal rim on John's hairy anus, which was totally voluntary on my part, had lasted about 10 minutes - by the end of September 2010 I was giving him an anal retentive rim, 2 or 3 time 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 session, but those were where I had developed to by that time .