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The Wife's Birthday Bash
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I cleaned all of my flat surfaces and began...
"Opening act props" on the far left of my table; the cuffs, quick links, my gloves and the blindfold ready for when Katrina walked in.
"Stage One" on the massage bench, closest to the cross; my sensory equipment: Rabbit fur, oils, bear claws, ice cubes, textured floggers and light paddles. My impact selection for the evening; more floggers, paddles and whips lay in severity order across the bench, all ready to hand. Taking up the middle of my table was "Stage Two"; my strap harness, my lubes, my beginners cocks, condoms..the basic fuckery kit...
The left behind the "Opening Act" was my heavy metal medical box containing my needles, more gloves, cleaning things, ribbons, spare scissors etc, everything I may need for "Stage Three" but didn't need to be out right now. Especially when I knew I was going to be busy and wouldn't be able to keep a close eye on my equipment. I may know what I'm doing with those but others don't and I didn't need the concern that people may help themselves and go strolling around the club with my sterile sharps.
On the right hand side of the table I laid out "Stage Three"; the two new staplers still in their packaging, more gloves, staple removers, my sharps bin, cleaning wipes and alcohol gel. Finally everything was ready..
I look up at the door to see Wife standing there, she'd seen me come down here and knew it wouldn't be soon. Leaving her to guard the setup I pop and grab some ice and cold water and put them to hand. By now Katrina is in the dungeon and all the extra parts of her outfit start piling up on the sofa as she prepares; boots come off, dress off and finally panties off as she clears as much of my target areas are possible. She knows height is not my greatest advantage and the more of her I can get to on her bottom half spares the awkwardness of trying to move clothing on a sub at least a foot taller than you when they are chained to a wall.
I wait, walk over and present my hand when she is ready. She has learned by now from previous sessions what is expected of her, she lays her hand palm up on mine and I cuff her wrist, same on the other side. I squat on the floor and cuff her ankles and she moves to the cross when directed. | |||
 I start to flick Katrina slightly harder now, drawing out the warmth on her skin, cracking it and stepping on with each blow to utilise the gunshot sound fully as one by one the crowd goes silent and most of them leave muttering to themselves. I chuckle and tell Katrina why things slightly changed from the norm and we have a little laugh. We both know that flogger is so within Katrina's limits right now and I would be really hard pushed to get it to leave a single mark at full pelt let alone just cracking it but to the unknowing eye it does look far more violent than needs be. | |||
I decided to see just how far Katrina was willing to go today. It was the first time we had played without Mistress Tina and I was intrigued to find out how much of the trust from previous sessions was for me directly and not just the fact that two Tops means two sets of regulating eyes. Mistress Tina and I self-regulate a lot when we play and also each other. Often silently communing about the next step to progress to and where we would be aiming each blow not just so we didn't tangle our falls or double hit one small area but also the basic desire not to smack each other in the face either This time we didn't have that..it was just me and Katrina, Wife popping in to watch and by now a very small audience.
I stop flicking the flogger..move to full length blows, purposely wrapping around to hit the sides, the areas I had not warmed up so much..Katrina starts to shift and fidget and I know things are starting to hot up nicely. More full length blows and then I start to crank up the depth of blow, hitting harder and harder, no more elbow swings now. Full shoulder blows as I watch carefully for every minute sign she is going to move and potentially shift the target area to some where risky. She knows better than that by now though, she presents her bum more as she starts to really enjoy it but other than that not a single movement. Our breathing changes now, hers in concentration and intensity and mine with sheer effort. When I have worked up to full power blows with barely any signals bar breathing, flushing and her little subtle readiness ones I start to crank up the speed...beat and a half, double beat..she shifts and gasps..more double beat, her body twists...i sidestep and keep it going, with her moaning, writhing and gasping more and more until finally.... "amber" she says in a small voice. I make her repeat it, grin on triumph and crank the impact way down for a bit...steady medium manageable impact and then slowly creep it back up to hard. The bell hand quivers and stop. I slowly ease the play right back down. Slower, softer in stages until ready for nothing. Hands start to ache and so are released and whilst she fidgets and eases the pain I clear the massage couch of toys. Time for Stage Two.... | |||
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it hadn't occurred to me that Katrina wouldn't like my usual position for fucking people taller than me and want to stay on her knees but now I know for next time...
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"Loving the recollation of it so far, glad you have all the details as i was lost in a world of pain and pleasure! Such an array of whips and implements no idea which one was to land next just adds to the excitement. It took alot of work but finally "amber" had to be said, without the time to recover between strikes of the whip! It was a mutual consented amber, Zee knew i needed pushing to the point of amber!" a total level of pure trust! And as usual a respect of limits excellent darlings . | |||
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Down I went, zigzagging and clicking as I go like a high-speed insect of some kind until I has reached the pant line again. I went back over my work, pulling the ribbons straight here and there and straightening where I could. A couple of extra staples to really hold it in place as Katrina wouldn't be lying there all comfy for long as I slide my hand over her back I take the ribbons between my fingers here and there and gave them a little tug just to hear Katrina gasp. A stoic person though is Katrina so barely got a flinch even though I tugged quite hard!
Katrina was instructed to move and told how best to get up with out pulling on the staples too much and then it was time for the Birthday girl to take the bench whilst Katrina sat stiffly on a chair in the corner, being careful not to lean too far back
Wife shed her clothes and took up position on the couch arranging herself carefully. I took up my stapler and the other half of the purple ribbon and started on her matching lacing. She has an entirely different pain threshold to Katrina, was entirely sober and had no endorphins in her as such whereas Katrina was still swimming with them so I had to take a different approach with her. Instead of doing one side of the ribbon at a time and taking it all the way down to the bottom I would do both sides of the lace simultaneously so however far she could stand it even if she didn't hit the bottom of her back it would be a completed piece for her to be proud of. Down I went, much more slowly than I did before, stapling as I placed the ribbon correctly, switching to the other stapler when the first one emptied until Wife had reached her limit. Finished off with a pretty bow and ends neatened up and then it was time for the photos
Lots of photos taken and then Wife had her staples taken straight out. It really is more intense being stapled entirely without warm up but she still beat her record from her little taster by a significant amount | |||
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"Would people like the continuation of the evening and the incorporation of the other people or shall I leave it there with the end of the Katrina and Wife specific play?" Go for it... | |||
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when the audience had finished their exploration Kate stepped forward from where she had been waiting. I had purposely left her for last as I knew she would likely take all of the rest of the contents of the second stapler easily if not demand more I started to do her a mini staple corset down one side of her back and heard Wife ask me if she could put our most faithful audience member on the cross for a bit so he could try it out, I agreed and up he went whilst I continued with Kate's back. I had just finished one side and moved to the other to do another corset lacing with needles instead this time so she could compare the look and feel of them when noises became apparent from the cross area, I looked up to see Wife with her hand firmly around his cock as he pumped come all over the wall..
I gave him a sharp look and continued with Kate's back. When finished she was helped up and more photographs were taken both alone and with Katrina whilst I neatened them both up and cleaned up my area. | |||
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I am curious too | |||
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am counting full group as us, Wife, Kate, Frank and Miss Tina and seems that is first available date for many. Miss Tina and I have liaisons booked before then but without da full crew | |||
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