Dirty weekend part 7

Sorry for the long delay. Once again my every day life keeps trying to trip me up and get in the way of writing posts! Hello to the new followers too.

So, when I left the last post we'd had a lovely afternoon sitting in the sun. We walked back towards the hotel and I quietly talked with him on the way about his month of chastity that had led up to this weekend. We had struck a deal that I wouldn't let him cum again until it was his birthday and that also during that time he would follow my rules. Each night he poured my bath for me and as I was feeling mean I decided that every time it was too hot or too cold it meant a penalty point. Over the month he had accumulated 5 penalties for this, 2 for forgetting to bring me my morning coffee and 1 for forgetting how many days of chastity he'd had already. Added to the two he had picked up over the weekend that meant 10 penalty points. He knew as well as I did that the rate of conversion was one point to one stroke of the cane. He's not a pain lover and so this was a genuine punishment worth avoiding and I noticed he was slowing his pace the closer we got to the hotel!

Once we arrived I had him strip once again so that all he wore was his chastity cage. Leaning him over the edge of the bed I secured his hands with a pair of handcuffs I then chained across the bed to the bed board. Using a length of rope I ran it between the legs at the foot of the bed so that it passed behind his knees so that he couldn't back away. I preferred for him to be secure but not completely immobile; it's so much more fun when they can squirm!

I am told my cane is a dragon cane and it has a turned handle made of mexican cocobolo which is smooth to the touch and feels sleek in the hand. It is matched to my other toys; a horsehair flogger, twin suede floggers and a rubber bungee flogger which were all made together in a custom order (see www.jacksfloggers.com). Running the shaft of my cane over his exposed rump I told him to count the strokes and that every one was a lesson. Slowly he counted up, each time flinching and trying hard not to move. Small raised welts began to appear in stripes and I made sure he had a matching set on each side! He thanked me for them and I ran my hand over them and between his legs. Even with his cage on he still gets turned on by sensation in that place just behind the ball sack but not quite at the anus where it feels bulky. I massaged him for a while so his attempts to get hard would be met with the pressure of the metal cage which has the effect of being pleasurable and painful at the same time.

Noticing the time I released him and had him fetch my make-up case and jewellery. We had reservations for dinner and the rest of his birthday treats would just have to wait.

Tools of the trade

I mentioned this company a few posts back but wasn't able to link it up properly.

For anyone who wants excellently crafted tools of discipline that feel luxurious to hold and positively wicked to receive they should take a look at www.jacksfloggers.com. The pictured set are not my own personal ones, but the same wood and turned to the same level of craftsmanship.

I purchased a matching set in mexican cocobolo consisting of a dragon cane, horsehair flogger, shock cord flogger and matched pair ball handled floggers. The prices were incredibly reasonable for such a high level of quality and would suit any discerning Mistress with a sense of style.

The Pleasure Principle

 So last night I had my eager boy serve my dinner, pour my bath, bring me wine and chocolates and then lay out the equipment require for his subsequent bondage. He always looks rather sexy in his collar and cuffs which are suitably masculine in proportion and sturdy enough to ensure no escape. He does like a little bit of a struggle after all. I had not yet introduced him to the cane, and ample opportunity arose when he forgot to fetch all the padlocks that were required to secure him. We're both rather fans of security and in all it took 5 keyed-alike padlocks to secure the collar and cuffs, plus a further 4 identical locks to secure his chains. I decided it was best to keep him on his knees where he belongs and modified a hogtie to allow him movement enough to position himself but not able to stand. With his chastity device removed I do admit I had rather a lot of fun teasing him almost to the point of climax several times, just to watch him squirm.

And those who like the details: I chose a classic ensemble for the evening with my black silk neglige, satin corset and leopard print (of course!) stiletto heels. I would normally favour stockings, but having just emerged from my bath I did not want to ruin any of my more delicate silk affairs.

The further details of the evening will remain mostly the domain of myself and my boy. Needless to say I made him work hard on my pleasures before getting any of his own. Ultimately he was unable to resist temptation and climaxed against my express orders not to and has earned himself a nice half dozen stripes to his rear. We've certainly ascertained that is something he will be keen to avoid again in the future! The cane is not for play, only punishment.

Needless to say he is now back under lock and key in his chastity device and has earned himself at least a doubling of his previous imprisonment. It is of more than a little amusement that he smiled about it.