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I love to go to bondage and torture events. They start out pretty tame.

I went to one a couple of weeks ago. I arrived fully clothed in jeans and a t-shirt, normal stuff. No need for leather or rubber. Only shoes were removed in the entrance.

A couple of women show me some equipment. They suggested I put on the cuffs and tied me up. They show me how easy it is for them to pull me up high, or spread me out. They let me down and one asked me how was it. I said it was nice. One of the women then slapped me hard across the face and told me I had not said "mistress".

It is funny, do that anywhere else and I would have been upset, but at the time although I found it really painful, endorphines started to flood my body and I started to get turned on. The other woman pulled my jeans down and started to hit my bum with a paddle. The "mistress" ripped my top off (that annoyed me) and roughly pulled up my bra and started slapping one breast and biting the other. After a while she switched to the other side and the breast with the teeth marks got slapped etc. Mistress2 started to undo the leg straps to get my jeans fully off and took that opportunity to remove my panties.

Without the panties on, the paddle hits stung more and I wondered if I would have marks for days afterwards! After a while they attached nipple clamps, hoisted me up so that my tits were taking some of the weight and left me alone in discomfort. Various people, men and women came by, all stared at me for a while. It is humilliating being stark naked, legs apart, and have strangers stare at you, yet everytime it made me shiver and turn me on more.

Some of them looked closely at my open legs and remarked on how wet I was. A couple of guys walked in the room, and felt me up. One of them said "Look at her wet cunt, the dirty bitch is so turned on", which made me hotter.

Everyone who visited, did something to me. Either used the paddle on my bum, or whipped my legs, or tits, or cunt. Some tickled me with a long feather. Some of the guys were naked with erections, and a few shoved their cocks in my mouth and made me suck for a few seconds.

A young girl came in (16 or 17) topless with small breasts, wearing a long flowing white skirt (broderie anglaise) with a similarly aged boy, dressed only in a leather thong pouch, which looked well filled!. He was brutal with the crop on my tits and slapped my face a few times. He giggled when he saw tears roll down my cheeks. The girl just stood and stared. When she saw the tears, she tried to pull him away, but he resisted. She paused, then knelt in front of him and pulled his thong down. He had a large cock for someone so young. The girl had difficulty fitting it in her mouth. She sucked and rubbed his cock for a while, then he grabbed her hair and pulled her up and pushed her onto a table below and to the side of me. He lifted her skirt up to her waist, and I saw she was not wearing any panties, just a very hairy bush. He fucked her pussy for 30 seconds or so, before cumming. Some inside her, but most over her stomach and pussy.

He got up and left almost immediately. I smiled at her and told her my name (ending the sentence with "Mistress" just in case). She smiled, sat up and said "Stacy".

(Need bed now, will tell the rest later)

More on my friends Brian and Sarah.

After the July 2008 visit, Brian came over every two months or so. From that point on he always wanted more interesting sex. Generally he wanted me to either put the Butt plug in his bum and let him have sex with me, or more often got me to put on my basic strap-on and penetrate his arse. Occasionally he would chat about Sarah and explain how conventional she is in bed. He would tell me that the one occasion she had sex with me, was definately a one off.

Sarah visited more often, maybe every other week. Most of our time together was very romantic, with lots of tender touches. Though occasionally we would use my "Special strap-on", which has three dildos, two for the wearer (pussy and bum) and the third to fuck the partner. We often talked about Brian and his visits to me. It was Sarah, who told me to use my basic strap-on on him. It annoyed her that although he still fancies and loves her, he refuses to do any more interesting sexual acts with her. She often said to me, "If only he knew".

Around christmas time, I started to think about setting them up. My opportunity came mid January. Sarah was visiting for the weekend, while Brian was away at some training seminar. I got a phone call from Brian on Sunday morning, telling me his seminar was finishing early and he could visit around 3PM. Luckily Sarah had not overheard, and I told her some lie about the call. I had a few hours to plan the way they would meet. I could not decide whether to let him see us together in some loving embrace or something more rude!

When Brian arrived (I had left the front door ajar with a note stuck to it asking him to strip naked and come into the living room. Sarah was standing wearing our 3dildo strap-on (and nothing else) and I was leaning over the sofa, legs apart as she was fucking me. I was wearing the other strap-on and had planned for him to see me fucking Sarah, but he arrived early. He stood there mouth open in shock, but with a rapidly rising cock. Sarah, was also shocked, for a few seconds, then slapped my bare arse, giggled and said "Laura, you set this up!" and then pointed to Brian's erection and said something about him liking seeing his wife and lover naked together.

Sarah had withdrawn her dildo from inside me and we both turned to face him, arms linked, holding hands, both with dildos pointing at him. Brian asked "how long.....?". Sarah said something about the past not mattering, moved over to him, fondled his arse and told him to fuck "OUR LOVER". Sarah left the room, I lay on my back on the floor and Brian positioned himself over me and slid expertly into my wet pussy. Brian had his back to the door and did not see Sarah return with the lube in her hand. She fondled and fingered his bum and said something about hearing that this bum likes to be fucked. Brian groaned.....paused......then asked his wife to shove her dildo in his bum.

Brian and I have not had sex since that day. Sarah still visits occasionally and tells me how her husband is now much more adventurous in the bedroom. Do you think I should consider a career as a sex therapist? LOL.

This new Yahoo account, has prompted me to write more blogs. I keep a personal diary and will try to put entries on here more often.

I put some Blog entries in 2007 about my friendship with a married couple, Brian and Sarah. In 2008 things became more interestiing. I will assume you have read past entries. Sarah used to visit me about every two weeks for sex (well for the evening...dinner...maybe a film....then sex), but never letting Brian know her activities. I enjoyed the intimate evenings with Sarah, though spent alot of the times worrying about Brian finding out. Since she wanted to be open with Brian, she persuaded me to seduce him, in the hope that one day they could have an open relationship. In October 2007, I managed to get Brian into bed and found him a wonderful lover. After this he visited once a month (generally on a Thursday, which was Sarah's evening class night).

The monthly visits by Brian were less intimate. He arrived.......kissed me on the cheek.....stripped off completely......ripped my clothes off .... fucked me .. took a shower....then left. No it was not quite like that, he was a very good lover, with a lovely fat cock which really fills me, rubbing the walls of my vagina. He was very tender and careful and not at all clumsy. But there was no watching a film, no intimate dinner, feeding each other, kissing, sharing the food...etc. No laughter, or fun, or quietly enjoying the company. You know how it is....you can just sit together, saying nothing, doing nothing, yet still enjoy. He would generally come over "for a coffee", I would make the coffee, he would drink some of it, and during this he would be trying "to get my knickers off" so to speak, within 5 minutes of arriving I would be wanting sex. He would stay for a couple of hours, all hot sex, all involving his lovely cock in my wet vagina, never giving me the chance to worry about his relationship with Sarah.

Sometime in July 2008, he visited (a Thursday). We had sex for a couple of hours, hot hot, but conventional sex as usual. He went out and had his shower as usual, normally he used to shout "bye" then and leave, to get home before Sarah returned from her "class and social drink". Instead this time he came back into the bedroom in a towel, and told me that Sarah was visiting her parents and would be staying the night there. He asked if he could stay all night. I laughed and suggested he could have mentioned it when he arrived, to which he said he could not think of anything but fucking me. This was the first time he had been in my flat with time to look around. I told him I was going to have a shower, and to make himself at home, have a coffee etc. I came out of the shower and wandered around naked (I like to air dry) trying to find him. I found him, with my stash of sex toys! He had a vibrator in his hand and switched it on and rubbed it up his leg, to the bottom of the towel he was still wearing. He asked me if I would play with it. I had been having a sexual relationship with Brian for about a year, and felt relaxed enough to let him watch. I started slowly, but after a while was really wet and the vib was making slurping sounds as it went in and out of my wet cunt. Brian started rubbing his cock through the towel, and I asked to see him masturbate, with some hesitation he removed the towel and knelt on the bed next to me and openly rubbed his cock. I remember thinking at the time, that this was the most intimate I had been with him. Next to where he was kneeling was the rest of the sex items. He picked up my new strap-on, winked and said I was a dirty bitch. We both laughed. He picked up another item, saying it was a small dildo. I shook my head, "Butt plug". He asked what it felt like, so I said I would show him. I think he thought I would use it on myself, but I had other ideas, and made sure he had no time to think.
I knelt on the bed and started to kiss him, rub his cock and my other hand rubbed his ass. I asked him if Sarah had ever licked his asshole. He shook his head and frowned. I kept kissing him and massaging his balls and manouvered him onto all fours and started to kiss his bum hole, while still squeezing his balls. He groaned, said "Laura, stop", I ignored this and grabbed the bottle of lube (kept with all the toys) and poured some on my fingers and started to finger his arse.
He carried on protesting, but when I slid the butt plug fully in, he said "Ohhhh god" in enjoyment. I pushed him back and resumed my place at the top of the bed and grabbed my vib. "There you go, now where was I?" I said. A few minutes before, I was laying on the bed and shoving a vib in me, and he was on his knees masturbating. Now, just a few minutes later, I was back where I was yet he was sitting with a throbbing erection, a butt plug inside and his hands trying to hold his weight off the bed, to stop further pressure on the invader. I said "Come on Brian, lets see your hands round ur lovely fat cock". Seeing me playing with myself and groaning, he tentatively allowed his bum more contact with the bed and used his hands to pump his cock. He was getting sooo hard and the tip of his cock started to glisten, and I told him not to dribble on to the bed, but to come closer. He moved closer, as if to penetrate me, but I told him I wanted him to cum on my tits. His precum started to dribble on my navel, and soon he came over my 34B's.

I rubbed some of it into my right tit and started to seriously massage that breast, till my nipple was hard. He was sitting with his rapidly hardening cock and his tongue out. I asked him if he wanted to lick my breast, and he leaned in and started to lick it. After a while he moved over to my left breast and even licked a big glob of his cum and swallowed it. The combination of the vib, the licking of my tits and Brian greedily licking his cum off my chest made me cum sooo hard. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the experience for some time. When I opened my eyes, I found a butt plug on the bed and Brian asleep next to me.

He left early in the morning, before I awoke fully. That day I spent some time wondering if Brian would visit again, and whether the toys would be used again!

More about my March Weekend with Lydia. Sorry everyone that it has taken me so long to get around to writing this blog.

After Lydia had cum from fingering herself, she relaxed and said she had enjoyed it. I was licking my fingers, and saying how much I enjoyed the taste of her cum. She laughed and waved her fingers and asked me if I wanted to taste some more. Pretending to misunderstand her offer, I jumped down from the sofa, pulled her legs forward, so that her bum was on the edge of the seat and quickly pressed my face to her wet cunt. She was taken aback, but was far too hot and horny to put up any protest. As I was licking and sucking her labia and clit, I was rubbing my own crotch, making sure I stayed near the edge but not cumming. Lydia has lovely labia, which became redder under my attention. She came again very fast and soaked my face in her second orgasm. After a few seconds, I got up and sat down beside her again facing her, still fingering myself, and smiled.

I could see Lydia had her mouth open and was licking her lips, so I asked her if she would like to return the compliment. She shook her head firmly, so I leaned over and kissed her passionately and she kept her mouth open and we shared tongues for a while. I moved back and with her mouth still open and tongue ready, I placed my fingers in her mouth and she sucked some of my pussy juice. "I taste OK?", I asked....she nodded....."Nobody will ever know" I said and smiled. She looked at my glistening lips and slipped off the sofa, still near the other end. I quickly moved to her end of the seat, put my hands on her shoulders and kissed the top of her head and opened my legs wide in front of her. "If you dont like it, just stop and we can watch another of your DVD's" I said softly. She briefly looked up at me, smiled and shook her head. For the next ten minutes or so, she did not exactly "rock my boat", but then she started to learn the art of dining on a cunt. Over the next hour I came several times.

Lydia was surprised so much time had passed, when she finally sat back down on the sofa. My new best friend was quiet for a while and I put some more music on. She then said that she would be sober by morning and not want to ever repeat this, so she wanted to use the strap on tonight!!!! I asked her if she was joking, and she went and grabbed the harness with the dildo still sticking forward. She started to pull it up her legs. I stopped her and said I would have to explain about the second, smaller dildo. I went and retrieved the other dildo and explained it was "an anchor". Lydia was still holding the harness half way up her legs. I put the dildo in the loop below the other one, facing the opposite direction.

Lydia looked puzzled for a moment, then realised! She commented on the fact that the strap-on was a bit loose before and this explains how to make it more secure. She remarked that she was still wet and told me to "shove it in". She opened her legs a bit wider, I stood closer to her and we kissed passionately as I eased the anchor fully into her waiting vagina. I sat back on the sofa, my bottom near the edge, my legs open wide. I held open my labia and said she was lovely and sexy and to come and "fuck my cunt". I then said, "If you want to fuck my arse instead I will have to get some oil first" and giggled. She quickly moved towards me, pushed the dildo straight into my cunt and told me I was very rude! She kept remarking how her own dildo was wriggling inside her cunt and how as she moved, the back of the other one was rubbing her clit hood. I said that I was going to have to give Will (who bought the device) a big kiss, and Lydia said she would also.

Lydia fucked me for nearly two hours, and after we had both had many orgasms, she suggested we briefly try swapping positions. It was more than an hour later, that we walked naked hand in hand to share a shower. Afterwards, with us both wrapped in towels, I pointed to her room and said goodnight. Lydia pulled my towel off me and said she wanted to spend the night in my arms. I grabbed the top of her towel and pulled her to me, as it slipped down. I fondled her bum and kissed her. As we got into bed, I remarked that I might not be able to keep my hands off her. "Good" she said.

(Continuation of my weekend with Lydia).

We continued watching the film, holding hands, touching sometimes. When the film actress was in a dress, I commented on Lydia's breasts being nicer than Drews. She pushed them together (still topless) and said really. She let me play with them a bit, and kiss them...and kiss her full on the mouth. I took my top off and asked her if she would like to return the compliment "no strings attached". She said she had never kissed another woman's breasts, so I leaned closer and half lifted my left breast. She spent so long (probably just a couple of minutes) kissing and fondling them, I had to rewind part of the film we had missed.

After the film finished, I offered to let her get dressed, but she said she was very comfortable almost naked. I stood to poor some more wine, and told her that her fondling of my tits had made me wet again. I peeled my wet champagne panties down and stepped out of them. I told her if she felt uncomfortable, I would put on some clean undies. I turned my back to her and went and turned the tv off and put some music on. As I walked back towards her, the first thing I noticed were some damp white knickers on the floor. I looked up and Lydia had a cushion in her lap, I remarked that she had better not hold it too close to her wet pussy and laughed. She laughed back and was relaxed enough to move the cushion away. I sat down next to her on the sofa and turned to face her in a sort of lotus position. As we chatted about various things, she kept turning to me and glancing down between my legs. When she realised I had caught her looking at my cunt, she half smiled, and hesitated. "Come on", I said. She said she was surprised how smooth I was, and so lacking in hair there. She asked if I ever nicked myself with the razor. I explained that I used wax, and said I would wax her later if she liked. I complimented her on her neatly trimmed bush. She idly touched the outline of her pubic hair and turned and probably without thinking moved and faced me in a similar lotus position, so that I could now see her fully opened and glistening labia. Lydia said she trimmed it most evenings to keep it neat. I leaned forward and ran my finger over the edge and complimented her work again, she did not attempt to move my hand so I stroked her bush and said it was lovely as it was.

I noticed the wet patch on the sofa and asked her if she was still aroused. She did not answer, but asked me the same question. I ran my fingers over my inner lips and said "mmmm". Lydia looked a bit uncertain.... I said I was not embarrassed playing with myself in front of her, and almost ordered her to play with herself. She started to put her fingers over her vagina, as much to cover herself as to obey my instruction. Lydia said that we should retire to our separate rooms. I said I enjoyed watching her and asked her whether she liked watching me, she nodded, but asked about the dampness of the sofa. "It is already wet, lets see how much worse it can get?" I said and laughed. She told me off, and said I was rude.....but stayed and closed her eyes and started fingering herself more. I leaned over and kissed her..she started to move her hand from her pussy.....but I put my hand over her own, between her legs and told her to continue. After about a minute of fingering, she came, making both her hand and mine wet. During this time her tongue and mine had met in each others mouths, in a full minute long passionate kiss.

(More in next entry, bed beckons)