Wednesday night was an interesting evening. It was my first solo session with Michael. He took me out to dinner at a wood-grill restaurant (the meal was FANTASTIC!), we shared a pint of micro-brew and then it was back to his place. 

We walked into the house and the dog he was house-sitting greeted me warmly. Always a good sign when the resident pet likes you. After an appropriate amount of time petting the dog, Michael led me downstairs to where the room was. 

Before entering, he had me strip, then he put a blindfold around my eyes and then put a hood over my head (a simple drawstring hood that is easily removable) and led me into the room I would occupy for the remainder of our session.

Once inside the room, he shut the door and led me to a wall, where he had me place both hands and not move, as though I were being searched by the authorities. The not moving part was rather difficult for me, as I have a tendency to sway on my feet when on them for any length of time. It has become an automatic reaction since taking Tai-Chi Chuan in college.

He took his time with me, caressing my hair, feeling my body up and down, not paying any special attention to any one part, as I would have expected, but rather concentrating on the entire package in front of him.

After a time, I was led to a swivel chair and was told to kneel on it with my hands on the back of the chair. I did as instructed while he held it steady for me. He then bound my ankles to the arms of the chair and made sure they were secure, then proceeded to take a number of different instruments to my backside, legs and pussy. Some were thuddy while most of them were of the stinging variety. I do not know how many different whips he used, but I was quite wet and excited by the tortures he put me through.

To go into them in detail is impossible, as sub-space took over part of the way through and I just remember moaning and crying out in pain that was also very pleasurable. I remember being close to cumming a number of times and, each time I was about to climax, something changed in the way he touched me, or the way he whipped me and the climax eluded me. 

When my time in the chair was over, he led me to the bed where we just lay together and cuddled for the remainder of our session. Both of us enjoying the feel of each others body. He then led me outside the room and I heard the door shut behind us, at which point he removed the hood and then the blindfold. The light, which was darker than upstairs, became a bright flash of light to my eyes. An unintended torturous event to finish off the evening.

After he bade me to dress, we went back upstairs, said goodbye to the dog with another series of petting, then he took me out for dessert, where we did our initial deconstruction of the evening. 

All in all, a very successful, AND FUN night! 

THANK YOU, MICHAEL, for a wonderfully erotic, painful and interesting evening.