Just My Random Perverted Thoughts

I thought I should get spanked on my birthday. One smack for each year and one to grow on. That’s well over 50 smacks.

I decided I would try something a little different this year and visit a professional dominatrix to get spanked. I had visions of some leather clad, man hater, with a short haircut, wielding a ferocious dragon cane. My stereotype image must be wrong?

I hit the interweb to find myself a pro spanker. Let’s get something clear here: Ladies, if you are a professional dominatrix and your web site has embedded sound file of whipping noises that play on loading you will never be contacted by me. Have some sense, I want discreet, OK?

I sent off a few emails to likely looking ladies describing what I had in mind and I had a few replies. I made a few follow up ‘phone calls and eventually settled on a lady called Stephanie. (Stephanie was about to close her business and get a proper job so I think I was one of her last clients.)

We had a long chat on the ‘phone and an appointment was made. It was not actually on my birthday, but close enough, other commitments got in the way. (It’s called work.)

We decided that I would be restrained on her whipping bench and she would spank me with a variety of implements, starting with her hand, then a flogger, leather paddle, thin cane, thick cane and the final one to grow on with a dragon cane. I was right, she did wield a ferocious dragon cane!

On the day I was both nervous and excited. I arrived in the town where she has her premises. I was ridiculously early. I wandered around the shops and eventually sat in a cafe nervously drinking tea and checking the time every few minutes. I nearly jumped out my skin when the text message arrived telling me to report to her apartment!

I walked to her apartment and gingerly knocked on the door. Feeling like a naughty school boy sent to the headmistress. (Not a scenario I actually enjoy). A tall and attractive lady opened the door. Dressed conservatively in a nice two piece suit she looked like a school teacher. She ushered me into her lounge and we sat and chatted about the session.

One we had finalised the arrangements (Translation: I had parted with my cash!) I was sent into the playroom/dungeon/office. I was told to get naked and to stand facing the wall.

I put my clothes on the provided chair, and feeling slightly foolish, I stood in the corner and waited.

Stephanie entered and I could hear her moving the furniture around. Then she told me to come over. I turned around and Mistress Stephanie, wearing a short white rubber dress was waiting for me. The tools of her trade were neatly line up on the table. The dragon cane looked nasty, I was quite pleased I was only getting one stroke.

I bent over the padded top of the bench and she cuffed my wrists and ankles to the bench, then she put a strap over my back. I was firmly trapped, no turning back now.

Cool hands caressed my bottom, then slap, the first stinging smack landed on my cheek! It continued in the same vein, caress then smack, up to fifteen smacks.

The the soft gentle tickle of the tails of the flogger, tickle then whack and so on alternately to bring the total to thirty.

So far not too painful, quite pleasant really…

Then the gentle tap of a cane finding the reach and position. A searing stroke. A gentle tap and another stroke repeated up to a total of forty five.

The cane hurt. FUCKING HURT! My composure was lost and I was yelping at each stroke.

A different cane, multiple taps, gentle taps then a hard blow.
Tap, whack, yell, pause… Tap, whack, yell, pause…
I had lost count, she must be up to the final score less one by now?
“How old are you.” she asked. She was teasing me of course, she knew exactly how many to give me.
“Oh, so we have reached the end then.” she teased. Soft cool hands caressed my cheeks. “Just the last one to grow on.” I heard her giggle.

There was no warning, no tap to take aim, nothing. Just the searing pain of hard dragon cane biting into my arse. I screamed the place down.

A long pause. Then the straps came off and I stood up.
“Happy Birthday Fred!”
“Thank you Miss Stephanie.”

I showered and got dressed and joined Stephanie in the lounge. Gingerly sitting on her soft sofa. Sipping Earl Grey we chatted.

“Was that OK?” she asked.
“Perfect, thank you.”

Before I left she gave me a hug and a peck on one cheek.
“You are the perfect client, polite, sensible and informed. It makes me sorry I am giving this up.”

I wished I had taken photos of my bottom just after the event. I have some photographs of my partially healed bottom but it’s not the same.

It was an interesting afternoon. I was lucky in picking the right playmate. Such a shame she is now closed for good. Her website is 404 so I can’t provide a link.

Today was my last day at work, back to freelancing from here on in! I am not sorry, regular income is very nice but I missed the freedom of freelance. (Translation: I can say stuff like this “I don’t want to do your rotten project so fuck off.”)

I digress, actually I haven’t started yet, all of this preamble is digression.

A (former) colleague was describing me on the ‘phone to someone and said “The guy with the ponytail”.

That just rocks!
My hairstyle describes me.
It screams loudly “THAT UNCONVENTIONAL PERSON”.

But mostly it’s a working hard vanilla world. I have just been working ridiculously long hours and doing multiple jobs so kink and sex have just not been on the agenda.

Hopefully now that September is drawing to a close at least one job will cease and as winter comes I do tend to be more active in the kinky scene so I will get to play and be able to report about that here.

I had not been around the scene for a while. Work and work and not being near the munches and parties that I used to attend made active involvement difficult.

So I plucked up the courage and started attending a munch nearby. It takes a while to get accepted but I think they like me.

But I digress…

The munch is held in a gay pub, dress code is anything you like as long as you are dressed. I go in my Utilikilt, it amuses both the gay men and the straight women.

I digress again but…

This couple came into then pub. Vanilla dress. They looked a bit awkward. There are many reasons why they might have chosen this pub:

a) They just wanted a drink and saw the pub and came in.
b) They are really gay but were travelling incognito.
c) The are really perverts but were travelling incognito.
d) b) and c) together!
e) Wannabe perverts checking out the scene.

When I saw them I thought a). In fact a) screamed at me long and loud. e) was not on the agenda.

I was propping up the bar with a couple of gay friends, who just happen to be painters and decorators, so I’ll call them Silk and Gloss. (They might be into rubber as well…)

As a relative newcomer to the munch I did not think it was my place to meet and greet newcomers, so Gloss went over and had a word. His rubber trousers squeaked as he walked. A brief exchange took place and Gloss brought the couple over. Vanilla dress. Vanilla speech. They just HAVE to be here by mistake.

Gloss introduced them, let’s call them Mr and Mrs Newbie. They were vanilla but were interested in the scene. Amazingly they had found the much info online and just turned up. Brave people.

We sat drinking and chatting.

Silk, never one to be subtle, started asking personal questions.
“What are you guys into then?” His rubber squeaked as he sat down.

“Bondage, I like him to tie me up.”
“Spanking, I get off on spanking her bum.”
“Anything else?” Silk asked.
“We are exhibitionists, we like an audience.”
Silk looked at Gloss, Gloss looked at me, we all looked at Mr. and Mrs. Newbie.
“Well hello! I think you’re in the right place.”

Spotted this in the supermarket and could not resist.
It tastes quite nice too.

Click the picture for the ‘alternative’ view.

Ms Niki Flynn has retired from the professional spanking scene. She announced this on her Not a Blog at 9:09 on 9/9/09.

In fact I think she retired some time back, her blog has been very quiet recently. So it looks like she was just waiting for the special date to make the announcement.
That’s very geeky. I never had her marked as a geek.

Niki is my favourite stunt girl; I will need to find another person to stalk take her place.

Inevitably the models in the scene will retire, there is only so much that one can take before playing for fun looks like the better option. And from what I understand the spanking models don’t get paid that well for what they do.

Enjoy your retirement Ms Flynn.

I am considering opening a book, odds on when she makes her comeback. Any bets?

These last few weeks I have been watching some spanking porn; mostly of girls being caned really hard.

In the past this sort of hard caning wasn’t really my thing, but maybe my sadistic streak has taken a turn for the extreme, because I am rather liking it.

Which set me thinking, it’s been a while since I caned someone, or had a dose of the cane myself.

So does anyone fancy a retaliation play time? Toss a coin to see who gets thrashed first, then swap places and let the thrashee retaliate.

If you want to play then email me.

*Waits patiently for the comments or emails*

I think it may be a long wait.