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29th December
2000
Last session of the Millennium at Bob's Party! Skip this entry
Actually, I'd been nicely "pre-warmed" by a long spanking and screwing session around midday so by the time I arrived at Bob's late afternoon I was really in the mood to play! I wore the same see-thru black kit that I wore to Ken's (and which was much appreciated!) under my track suit and, after a few minutes chat and greetings etc Bob suggested we go upstairs to play. There I took off the tracksuit and Bob took me into the back room to play with a selection of his tools including a borstal strap, frat paddle, three-tail Tawse and a vicious little butter-pat before a final dozen with the cane (the previous implements were six of each). Then I had to lie over an old school desk for another half dozen with the Borstal Strap and other implements and another final dozen with the cane. I was then judged "warmed up" enough and could go back downstairs for dinner!
After dinner, during which the remainder of the other guests arrived, we went back up to play and I confess to mostly watching at first as I wanted to get the measure of the new arrivals whom I had not seen play before. One was a guy who makes floggers and whips and he'd brought four of his devices with him which I wanted to try out. At first Bob used a whip with several heavy round thongs. It hurt like hell and I decided it would best be left until after my back had been warmed up properly. The guy who makes the whips gave me a session with each of them, starting with one made up of light suede strips. Surprisingly, once he started laying it on, it was quite stingy. Then he graduated to his version the flogger I own - about 30 strips of thin leather attached to a handle about a foot long. This felt pretty much like my own except that this guy was willing to lay it on harder than most are prepared to. Then he graduated to his heavy flogger similar to the last but with strips of 1.5mm rubber - about half as heavy again as the usually available rubber floggers. Wow, this one hurt! It really felt like it was raising weals but I trusted him not to go to far. Even so I found it necessary to chicken out - a situation not helped by someone asking me if I was flying yet- a question guaranteed to bring about a crash landing - for me at any rate!
Later on I got an over-the-knee spanking from Bob which graduated to his using my frat paddle on me - and I'd forgotten just how nasty that can be! Then it was time to make my way home. A great way to end the millennium and the year. Thanks Bob and everyone else who was there but who I don't know if I can name. Bob invited me to his next party on New Year's Eve but I don't think my back or my butt could stand another so soon!
27th December 2000
A taste of Ken's paddle Skip this entry
Rather a last-minute arrangement this one. The period between Xmas and New Year can be a bit of a desert play-wise so I was very pleased when Ken said it was OK to go over. I left home at 18:00 wearing white briefs and tee-shirt and a track suit and had a change of clothes in my bag. Arrived at Ken's bang on time at 19:00 and was given six hard strokes of the cane immediately, protected by my briefs and trackie bottoms. Then upstairs I was told to remove my track suit and was given twelve strokes with a leather strap. The last few of these really got to me - Ken obviously wasn't in the mood to pull punches tonight! Upstairs again and I had to remove the tee-shirt and lean over the bath for twelve strokes of a small wooden paddle. These all really got home! My butt was really tingling by now. Finally it was upstairs yet again (Ken has a very tall house!) into the bedroom and I was put over his knees for a long hard hand-spanking. I had my briefs on at first but not for long! When he's finished spanking me Ken told me to assume the position for a Frat Paddle and he then produced the biggest paddle I've ever seen! I got twelve of that but, to my surprise, it didn't hurt as bad as it looked! I then dressed in black see-thru shorts and tee for dinner.
After dinner we went back up to the bedroom and I was naked and over Ken's knees for another very long hard hand-spanking. I don't know how guys can carry on spanking for so long and so hard - it felt like he was using a paddle on me! When he's finished spanking me I was told to select a cane from his collection. I chose a sort of medium thickness but fairly heavy in weight cane. Then I was over Ken's caning horse for twelve strokes. I wish I'd chosen a friendlier cane! I'd quite misjudged what the effect of this was going to be like and I was really glad that Ken stopped after twelve! He told me to stay over the horse while he got himself ready to screw me. It was a nice slow, deep one. What a great way to spend an otherwise boring evening!
20th December
2000
200 plus from Mac - skip this entry
We'd had, at the last minute, to move this session from Monday evening. Mac had e-mailed to say he was going to give me 100 strokes, tied over my bar-stool. I replied saying we usually exceeded that anyway so the target was upped to 200 strokes! I was instructed to wear only tight white cotton shorts and my ankle and wrist restraints. I was also to prepare by having a large dildo up me for the half hour before he was due to arrive. I managed even though the dildo became very painful - it's been too long since I played with my flexible friends!
Mac arrived and after a short chat I was naked and over his knees for a hand-spanking and general warm-up with a couple of spanking paddles and my Frat Paddle - which seemed to me to be even less friendly than usual! Then Mac tied me to the stool (see pic) for the first hundred strokes - delivered in sets of ten, each ten slightly harder than the last and each with a different implement, including a new, small rubber strap I bought recently which stings like hell!. Towards the end they were getting very challenging. Then I was untied and we had a drink and a chat before I was back over the stool for the next 100. Again each set of ten was slightly harder than the last and about half way through I needed to concentrate hard to be able to count them out. The last twenty were with a thick heavy cane which Mac particularly likes. Then I was reminded that I'd "earned" another ten for letting my computer get infected and these were laid on really hard with the same cane. I was flying by now even though willy was showing no interest at all! (Maybe the antihistamines I've been on for a week.) Finally, still tied to the stool, I got a short, hard screw!
12th December
2000
Mark pays a visit skip this entry
This session, I must admit, is not one of my good ones and that was all my fault! I just wasn't in the mood and should have postponed as it wasn't really fair to drag Mark all the way out of town. We did play though. I got a very long, very hard hand-spanking starting over Mark's knees with my little leather shorts on and then with them off and then over the stool. I thought G at the Club was the hardest spanker I knew but Mark proved more than a match for G!. I had no idea a hand-spanking could be so effective! There was another plus too. Mark used my small cat or whip on me - the first time he'd used one and he was remarkably accurate for a first timer! Usually beginners get it all over the place except where it's needed. No such problems with Mark! We hope to get together again sometime in January and I hope to be up to the challenge next time!
8th December 2000
First session with Bill Skip this entry
As I've said before, first sessions are rarely good. It takes a few sessions to develop the mutual trust that's required for a good time and it also takes a while for any Top to be able to accurately "read" the Bottom. And I know I'm not easy to read much of the time! Nevertheless, this session was fun - Bill had me tied spreadeagled, face down, on a bed covered with a soft rubber sheet. I didn't think I liked rubber! It did feel very sensual! I don't usually let a new Top tie me but I have known Bill for many years though we've never played before (except very briefly at a party) and I also know him by reputation so I knew I could trust him.
I never did see quite what Bill was using on my butt but I think it was a sort of short whip with a long handle. It felt like a heavy riding crop when it landed - which it did a great deal of! Most of the strokes were fairly light and rapid - almost bastinado but a touch heavier. These were intervened by the occasional very heavy stroke. After a while even the lighter stuff was beginning to get through to me and I was flying nicely when Bill suddenly decided to stop. I thought this was just going to be a break but he said I'd had enough - 1000 strokes, he'd been counting! Wow! (I think this goes to show how important it is to have a sane, safe Top - sometimes, once I've left the ground I'm up for anything - this is a great place to be but potentially an unsafe one.)
2nd December
2000
Afternoon and Evening with Jim Skip this entry
I had to make last-minute changes to plans when Jim e-mailed a few weeks ago from the USA to say he would be in London this weekend. He wanted to go to The Club and then on for dinner and finally another playtime in the evening! I'd had a couple of days feeling pretty ill but I met Jim and Tim (and Tim's other half) upstairs in the club for lunch and then we went down to the Club itself around two. By then I was feeling a bit better and about an hour later decided I was fit enough to play so I changed into my see-thru camo kit in time for the fun to start at 15:30.
By the time I got to the playroom Jim was busy to I found M who had not been for a very long time and offered myself as a victim. He started with a hand spanking over his knees and then I stood up and leaned over a chair for M to start using implements. I got of each of his implements including several straps and a three-tailed short Tawse that was very painful! But this got me tingling and ready for more.
When I found Jim later he decided to concentrate on just two implements - my flogger and my black & brown Borstal Strap. I don't recall how many of each but the session went on for some time. Unfortunately people were crowding us and the flogger frequently went astray and hit my balls! So we changed tactics and concentrated on flogging my back. But we chose to save the best for later on!
Later that evening, after dinner, I was feeling much better and, although Tim and his mate had gone to bed, Jim and I stayed up to play. We played for about half an hour using most of my implements - Borstal Strap, Flogger, Frat Paddle, Etc. It was a good session although, probably still getting over my illness, I found I was unable to "fly" though I did come very close. Finally Jim screwed me (one of the better screws I've had) before allowing me to cum too. We made a date to get together in the USA in October 2001!
23rd November
2000
Caned by Ken Skip this entry
We'd arranged this meeting ages ago and I recently warned Ken that I probably didn't want to get caned so soon after the skin breaking three weeks ago. I did agree to get caned on my jeans though. As soon as I arrived at his place I was given six hard strokes of a short cane. I didn't feel them as much as I'd expected - a good sign! Then it was upstairs and jeans off for six swats with a large thin wooden paddle and then down to briefs only for six with a copy of an Irish Priest's Strap and finally naked for a long hand spanking over Ken's knees including some more with the strap. Then I got dressed in see-thru shorts and tee-shirt for dinner.
After dinner it was back over Ken's knees for a hard hand spanking with the shorts on and then with the kit off again. Then he got his caning horse out and a very thick cane. He gave me six hard strokes and then told me I was going to get another six and I should count them. They really hurt but I managed. All together I counted four sets of six - making a total of thirty hard strokes. More than I was expecting but later inspection shows no damage done. After he'd caned me he screwed me - still bending over the caning horse.
18th November 2000
Flying at the Club Skip this entry
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Decided to wear my see-thru camo shorts and tee-shirt at the Club today even though they were still smelling of smoke from Thursday. At least this way I only need to wash them once! Still needing to avoid implements that can cut I asked bob to use my straps and paddles on me and he obliged with a dozen of my little spanking paddle then a dozen with my "Pittsburg" or "violin" paddle - which really does pack a punch and the finally a dozen with my Borstal Strap (I promise I will get pix of these up soon). This left my butt nice and tingly but I needed to get back upstairs to help with the planning and organisation of some up-coming events around the Club.
Once the plotting was done I went back down with Bob 'cos I was in the mood for a good flogging! I stripped off and leaned against a pillar so he could get a good aim at both my back and my butt and, when he'd cleared a space in which to swing he gave me a really good flogging which, almost but not quite, had me "flying" - a state of mind you can only understand if you've been there! I think he only stopped 'cos bozos kept bumping into his arm!
Then I watched a guy being gently whipped with what was purchased as a "Jambok" but which clearly was not - a Jambok is not very flexible at all and this one was. As the Top worked up to heavier and heavier strokes I was getting very jealous and when he finished the scene I asked if I could have a go! At first I found the strokes a bit playful but they soon began to sting and gradually build up. He concentrated on my butt and I was getting a bit worried that he might cut the weak spot, which was spoiling my mood a bit. Then he changed to a wide leather belt and laid into my butt really hard and I instantly started to "fly" After a few minutes he stopped to ask how I was doing and I said I was fine so he said he would give me ten last strokes - which felt incredible. After I'd got my kit back on - and floated down to earth - he gave me his card and said we must get together. He lives about an hour away!
16th November 2000
CP Night at SM Gays Skip this entry
I wasn't too sure whether to make the trek into London for SM Gays' CP night. I'm so glad I made the effort though! Quiet when I got there at 20:30 but it soon filled up. I was wearing my see-thru camo tee-shirt and shorts under my track suit, which I got rid of at reception. It's a good kit to wear because SM Gays gets very smoky indeed and it's an easy kit to wash the smell out. There were two demonstrations of flogging and I made up my mind who I wanted to play with so stood around in the vicinity while he had a very long scene with an elderly guy. When he finished I asked if I could be his next victim and he said he needed five minutes or so to rest, so we chatted about flogging in general and his three floggers in particular, the way you do. Well - we started and went on for 24 minutes without a break! He would build up the severity almost to the point where I wasn't coping and then calm it down again before building up again. An excellent session and I think we both enjoyed it equally!
Later I followed the sound of leather on skin to where Joseph and Ken were beating a succession of willing victims with fairly large leather implements. I volunteered and Ken cleared enough space by being necessarily rude to guys who just wouldn't get out of the way! I don't know how many sways of his large, thick, soft leather paddle I got but it was a lot - at least a hundred in sets of ten. After the first fifty I really began to "fly" and was thoroughly enjoying myself - as were an appreciative audience! After a while Ken asked me how I was doing and I simply opted for ten more as I knew it was time I was heading for home. Those then were a real challenge!
Next SM Gays is the Xmas party so I expect I'll go along again. See SM Gays at this link.
6th November
2000
Hanging Around With Mike! Skip this entry
Again, I had an appointment to play with another Top in Mike's playroom but, on account of my busted butt (see next entry), I decided to call it off. There were other reasons too. However, on Monday morning I was feeling a bit frisky so I e-mailed Mike and suggested that we could spend time re-shooting some of the pix that didn't work out right last week. It felt slightly odd having an almost CP-free session but what we did was fun, starting with being suspended upside-down and having a TENS machine attached to my tits! Wow! That really hurt - but it turned me on! We also did some Japanese bondage because I wanted to experiment with ever more restrictive bondage than last week. (We got two pretty good pictures)
4th November 2000
Whacks & Wax Skip this entry
Down to Kent for the weekend to play with Adam (and his partner, who is also a Bottom). I arrived eight minutes late after a two and a half hour drive thanks to a couple of hold-ups due to accidents on the M25 motorway. I'd been told to carry two implements in a bag together with shorts and top. I was to go into the front room as soon as I arrived and strip off and get down over a stool ready for an initial beating. I only had to wait a couple of minutes before Adam came in and started to use a strap on my butt. Then he used my Maple Frat Paddle, which really gets through! That was followed by a light (but very stingy) flogger on my back and finally my Borstal Strap on my butt. This sequence was repeated a couple of times and the flogger used much harder this time, which was getting willy interested! Shame we had to stop really but dinner was getting close and I was told to get dressed in the shorts and top and then we sat and chatted, during which I was told that, immediately before dinner I'd get one stroke from each of the four implements used so far for each minute I was late. So, when it was announced that dinner was ready it was back into the front room and stripped off for thirty two quite hard strokes.
We didn't play again until the following afternoon. After we got back from lunch I had a shower, shaved and changed into tiny whit gym shorts and my see-thru Camo tee-shirt. After Adam had his shower he told me to take off the tee-shirt and an SM video was put on for me to watch while he and his partner went to play in the front room for a while. The video was really good and I was really in the mood by the time Adam came to fetch me! I was told to kneel over a stool and was given a hard beating with a variety of implements on my back and butt (see picture) After this I was invited upstairs where Adam's partner had been spreadeagled on the bed. Adam lit a candle and proceeded to drop hot wax on him, causing him to writhe about rather a lot! I don't usually get much out of watching other people play but I'd already been told that I was next so it was quite exciting in a way. When Adam had finished, it was my turn to get onto the bed and I was spreadeagled very tightly to make sure I couldn't, as it were, wriggle out of it! Now, I usually have to be in just the right frame of mind to cope with candle wax and I wan't sure my head was quite in the right place. However, as the first drips fell I realised that I was OK and could cope. It did hurt like hell - especially when Adam moved from dropping the wax onto my chest and legs to begin coating my cock! (See picture)
Normally, when someone is coating my cock the pain gets less intense as a protective coating builds up. Not so this time! If anything - the pain got worse and worse. I think Adam must have been finding small cracks in the wax caused by my struggling! I was glad he stopped when he did and we're both pleased with the end result (See picture). At one point in my writhing about I almost managed to turn over, only to get some wax on my butt! So when Adam had finished with the waxing he untied me and turned me over to start whacking my butt again. I don't know how long this went on for as I was floating on another planet somewhere by now. Even when he started using a cane very hard I was thoroughly enjoying it and getting really turned on by the pain. Some people call it "flying". I was lifting my butt high off the bed to meet the next stroke! Then, suddenly, Adam stopped because I had started to bleed. Even so, I was still so high on an endorphin rush that I just couldn't cum - much as I wanted to! Two weeks no play now to let my butt heal up properly!
30th October 2000
Fun in Mike's Playroom Skip this entry
I'd made arrangements to join up with a guy from Washington DC to play in Mike's excellent playroom, but plans fell through so I went along on my own. I wanted to experiment with some newish activities and Mike started out by getting me to strip naked before going into the playroom where he put a Japanese Rope Harness on me before getting me up onto his horse in a very uncomfortable position prior to flogging my back and beating my butt and dropping candle wax onto my back. (See picture) After I was released from this position Mike got me to kneel on the floor where he also bound my wrists together so he could take some photos. (One of which is here.)
After a rest and a chat and a drink (still in the Rope Harness, which was getting more and more uncomfortable all the time) Mike finally took the harness off and we experimented with some up-side-down suspension which I found a real turn on - especially when he used a tense machine to zap my balls! Then I was tied down to the horse for further flogging and beatings. Finally, after another rest I was spreadeagled standing in Mike's scaffolding frame for a final heavy flogging. (We did take more pictures but they're not really up to publication - see the entry for 6th November where the pix are much better!)
28th October 2000
The Club Again - Very Quiet! Skip this entry
I've never seen the Club so quiet! Only about a dozen guys there. Hardly worth changing into my little leather shorts and singlet for! But I did get some action. Initially a very hard hand-spanking from G, and then later someone experimented with my Borstal Strap on me and later still Paul used it and a leather strap he had with him - only 24 of each but we had quite an audience!
21st October 2000
Afternoon at The Club Skip this entry
Not been very well all week - 'flu type thing. Tuesday and Thursday too sleepy to get up at all! However, not been to Club for ages so decided to go. Got there about 14:45, not many in but chatted to a few people and changed into back Rugby shorts (very faded and thin) and black sleeveless tee-shirt. By the time play stared at 15:30 the place was packed - in fact very little room left for play! I needed a warm-up spanking but couldn't find one so just watched and also chatted with guys in the bar. Later on Bob gave the warm up I needed and I followed this with two dozen strokes on the bare butt from P and his Borstal Strap. The last six really hurt and I can still feel something 24 hours later!
After a bit more chat I want and watched Mike - who'd not been to the Club for about a year - swatting a large guy's butt with a two-tailed leather strap. The guy was naked and had his hands attached via velcro cuffs to two hooks in the ceiling. Naturally I wanted to try that too! When Mike had finished he beckoned me over and I stripped off and took my watch off too so Mike could put the wrist restraints on me. He then started to whip my back with his Flogger when Bob came along and told Mike that I had asked Bob to bring his rubber Flogger with him (which I had). So Mike switched to that Flogger. Wow! That really stings! Mike also used his leather strap on my butt a few times but somehow I just wasn't getting off on the session and I suggested that I'd had enough. Never a good idea to play if it's not doing the trick. CP play should never be a chore. Hope I'm feeling better next week - got sessions arranged for Monday AND Tuesday! Just like London buses - they never seem to come one at a time do they!
10th, 12th &
13th October 2000
1000 miles for CP! Skip this entry
On holiday in Menorca with Ken and a few other guys. A long way to come for some C.P.! Session with Ken on Tuesday night, I was wearing a black sleeveless tee-shirt and black rugby shorts, nothing else. Started with an over-the-knees hand-spanking (Ken is very good at this!) and then a few with my little leather paddle before stripping off for the same again naked. Then I had to kneel on the bed with my head down and my butt raised for sets of six hard strokes with my Borstal Strap, the Tawse and finally Ken's short cane. Then, of course, Ken screwed me - entering me very quickly and very deeply. It was quite painful but in spite of this (or maybe because of this) I stayed very hard indeed! After Ken had cum he tossed me off while he was still inside me. Wow!
Thursday afternoon B and I were at a bit of a loos as to how to fill in the time so I suggested that he got his thick leather paddle. He started on my shorts with me bent over the back of one of the armchairs. Soon the shorts (and tee-shirt) were off and I was back over the chain for a heavy twelve swats followed by a second twelve. The B went to get some of my toys from my room and proceeded to give me sets of twelve with my Pittsburg paddle and then my Borstal Strap. I got a second dozen of this one, bringing the grand total up to 60 but then B was worried that the skin on my butt was about to break so he called a halt. Then Ken came in and was suitably impressed wit the rosy glow that B had made!
After a typically Menorcan meal I was really tired and went to bed before everyone else. The instant I got horizontal I woke up again of course so I read for a while. Then I started to feel frisky! I could hear Ken saying his goodnights to the guys so I waited a few minutes and, picking up my Lochgelly Tawse as I left my room, I trotted naked to his bedroom and knocked on the door. Ken opened it almost instantly, asking if I was in the mood. The pattern of the session was the same as Tuesday's except that, for the first time, he wanted me to count twelve very hard strokes with the Tawse. I was really turned on and would have coped with loads more Cp but Ken was in the mood to screw me, which he did - a little more gently than on Tuesday.
Friday 13th I was woken up (I have been sleeping on my front with the duvet thrown off) by B spanking me and then using one of my paddles on me. Attracted I presume by the sound, Ken then came in a gave me a few with my Borstal Strap. It's a great way to wake up but the resulting tingle in my butt leaves me wanting more CP for the rest of the day! After lunch it was raining - very hard indeed! Obviously, we were going nowhere so I suggested to B that we do a repeat of yesterday's session. He got his paddle and we went into my room (I'd not yet packed my toys away!) Started over his knees for a hand spanking which B decided was not getting through to me so I stripped naked and he started again, also using my Maple Frat Paddle and little leather paddle. Then I had to bend over the back of a chair for twelve really hard ones with my Borstal Strap and then six with the Pittsburg Paddle and finally a dozen with his heavy leather paddle. By the time we finished B had used every toy at his disposal - all seven of them. B needed to get out to post some cards so he invited Ken to come and take over. Unfortunately, Ken was busy tidying up and declined the offer. So I got dressed ready for the flight home and about half an hour later we left the flat for Mahon airport. Sitting typing this in the departure lounge - I can still very much feel this afternoon's session! It's been a great holiday and would have been even without the CP sessions. Hope do do it again sometime.
4th October 2000
A month in the wilderness! Skip this entry
What with not feeling well and one thing and another I've not played (well hardly at all) for the whole of September. Maybe Mac, being a fairly heavy Top was not, on the face of it, a good choice to break this period of abstinence. However, Mac cares almost as much about the state of the skin on my butt as I do! He proved to be a good choice, especially since we both decided to make the phone call at the same time, "you must be reading my mind" was his immediate response when I rang his mobile on Monday.
We set up a session for early Wednesday evening.We started off with a long slow spanking - I'd been told to wear tight white shorts only, plus my leather wrist and ankle restraints. Mac also used my leather shoe-shaped paddle on me and I was quite surprised that I was able to take kit quite easily. Normally, I find that implement very challenging. maybe the "month off" had done me good!
Then it was shorts off and a further spanking over Mac's knees with his hand and a variety of paddles including my Maple Frat Paddle. Then Mac got me to kneel on the sofa and bend forward, putting my hands between my knees, and he clipped the wrist restraints to the ankle restraints. This made sure that I wasn't going anywhere and also gave Mac ideal access to my butt and other bits. In this position I was given twelve hard strokes with the Tawse (see photo) plus at least twelve with the cane (see photo) and several more dozens with various implements. Much to both our surprises I suspect, when Mac started to use the Tawse across my back, as if it were a whip, I got really turned on! Time for a break!
After the break I was got to lean over the back of my armchair for several sets of twelve with various implements including the Maple Frat Paddle (see photo). Then it was back on the sofa, not restrained this time, for some play with dildos. Being very out of practice I found the bigger one very painful at first - not that I'm complaining! - but I managed to take at least the head eventually. After that it was a final two dozen with the tawse and twelve of the cane and then one of best fucks I've ever had! Then I started to play with my cock and Mac got me to lean forward to he could use the Tawse on my back again while I tossed off. A great session to get back into the swing of things!
31st August 2000
John pays a quick visit.
Writing this 10 days after the event I confess that I don't have a great deal to tell you about this quick session except that a bruise caused the previous evening started to bleed so we stopped CP quite early. I did get a very good screwing with a dildo though - I remember that! Actually I was a bit out of sorts on the night - I have been having a lot of pain in my left kidney recently (from a condition diagnosed many years ago) and I've let myself worry about it. Must see the doc and get it sorted, then I'll feel like playing again.
30th August 2000
Another encounter with "Fiery Jack"
Mark called round again this evening and he brought his little tin of "Fiery Jack" with him (see entry for 31st July). I'd been told to wear an old but tidy white shirt and tie and my tightest (grey as it happens) jeans with no underwear. After quite a long chat I got a wonderful slow hand spanking. Even through the jeans it felt really good and I was just sort of floating off to that place that good CP sends me. Then I was put over my stool and he started using some implements he'd brought with him. A tawse and paddle if I recall correctly. Some time during this beating Mark grabbed the shirt and ripped the back of it open! Oh, that's so sexy!
After a short break we continued, this time with me naked. At some point my Borstal Strap wrapped onto my hip and caused a very nasty broken bruise - my fault really as I'd placed the stool where Mark didn't have room to use this long implement correctly. We carried on with my Maple Paddle I think and then took another quick break before carrying on over the correctly placed stool with a variety of implements. Then I heard the little tin of "Fiery Jack" being opened and wondered where it was going to start. Mark applied a liberal quantity of the ointment into the crack between my butt cheeks and instantly it felt like I was on fire down there! This stuff is so much "harder" than the usual Ralgex/Algipan/Deep Heat genre of hot creams. It works instantly and, like the others, builds in intensity over about five minutes. Then Mark shoved some up my butt! It hurt like hell but it was a great sort of hurt! He spread a thin amount over my butt cheeks and gave me several strokes with the Bortsal Strap and the Maple Paddle before getting some more ointment and coating my balls and cock. As he spread the stuff over my cock I shot my load! Oops! Partly due to the wanking action but mostly I think the intense pain in my cock. By now of course all I wanted to do was get the damn stuff off my cock again! So the session ended rather abruptly.
24th August 2000
Piss fun and almost a fisting? Skip this entry
Having been taught by Steve how to "clean out" properly I decided that tonight was going to be a really good attempt at getting fisted. I was really in the mood and even the long and rather unpleasant process of cleaning out (it took an hour and half) I tried to think of as part of the whole SM trip. When I got to Steve's place I was feeling really mellow, relaxed and horny. I had a pint of water and a can of beer to drink, Steve was drinking the same. After a chat, during which I stripped off, we went into the playroom and I was put straight into a sling but with no restraints at all. Steve inserted a speculum into my butt-hole and widened it out. I was so full of piss that as he opened out the speculum I could not help pissing myself. I love that feeling of losing control! I'm lucky, I can piss even with a raging hard on, which I had at the time. Then Steve pissed at length into the speculum. The feeling of the hot piss bubbling into my rectum and pouring out again is absolutely fantastic, when he gently stroked my cock I thought I was going to shoot right away!
Then he used a couple of dildos on me, both very long ones and one with a ring round it about half way. This one hurt but it was an OK kind of hurt and Steve was very pleased with me. By now he had also attached tit-clamps to my tits and tied them with some rope to the chains holding the sling. When the second dildo was removed he started to use his hand and I think I got very close to taking it but the psychological block came down again and I just tensed up so we decided to take a break and relax for a bit.
When we started again Steve pissed all over me lying in the sling and his pissed bounced of my chest onto my face - great! Then he fucked me really hard for a short while and then he started to use a long dildo again and it was fine but when he used a wider one (which I know I can take) I found it too painful so, reluctantly, we decided that tonight was not going to be the night after all. By now I was developing really bad heartburn so I guess that didn't help.
So we just sat on the sofa watching the video and I think we were both very tired. Steve started to play, heavily, with my tits and that got me hard again and even leaking piss again so I had to go to the bathroom. He started again when I got back and again I got rock hard and started to play with my cock. The more I played the harder he pinched my tits and I thought I was going to start to cry I was in such agony! That was the point when I had one of the most intense orgasms I've ever had in my life. A real, genuine, over-the-shoulder job! Wow! We plan to get together again in two weeks, Steve reckons that's about the right spacing between sessions if I really am going to learn to take a fist.
22nd August 2000
Wet, whipped & ripped. Skip this entry
I've not had a session with Colin for years so there was a risk that tonight wouldn't work out. But it did! I'd been told to wear only "disposable" white briefs when I opened the front door when Colin arrived. "Disposable" means that the briefs won't be needed after the session. Fortunately I am small enough to wear boy's briefs so I bought a box of three pairs really cheaply! Having not played for a very long time we sat and chatted for a long time while I drank G&T and Colin drank several glasses of cola.
After a while Colin told me to lie on the floor, face down. Then I felt his hot piss soaking into my new briefs! Very sexy feeling. He seemed to go on pissing for ages and I could feel it soaking into the towel I was laying on. Then he started to use what felt like either a Tawse or Borstal Strap on my butt. Being soaked, the briefs offered no protection at all. I think he also used the Maple frat paddle (either that or it was my big leather "Pittsburg" paddle. (Face down on the floor, I couldn't see.) Once he'd got my cheeks nice and sore and tingling he started to rip the piss-soaked briefs off me. Wow!, that's a really horny feeling!
After a bit more CP and another soaking with piss (the feeling of hot piss falling on my butt-hole was a real turn on!) he got down and stared to rim me. I wasn't expecting this but it felt fantastic and I sort of stuck my butt in the air to give him better access. This also gave him access to my cock, which he started to play with - with inevitable and rapid results! I didn't mean to cum that fast and it was a shame 'cos it made the session very short. Must try to control myself in three week's time!
14th August 2000
Photo shoot with Mac for Strictop Skip this entry
I'd agreed with Strictop in California to do some photos for him to post on his website (You need Adultcheck). Mac was coming round for a session so it seemed a good idea to do the photos during that session. Strictop wanted a set of pix of six strokes of the cane, one after each stroke. Of course this meant starting the session with very hard strokes with a cane. Not something I was looking forward to but a promise is a promise! Once we'd got the camera set up Mac used my wrist and ankle restraints to tie me down onto my punishment bench and delivered the first stroke. It's a good thing I was tied down 'cos I'd have jumped up otherwise. It hurt like hell! But to my surprise my cock sprang to attention! After six hard strokes I was ready for a break but Mac had other ideas and proceeded to use my short cat to get my butt cheeks really glowing for the camera
Then we did take a short break before Mac put me over the stool to use the Tawse, frat paddle and cane to get my butt glowing again. Unfortunately the Tiger cane he was using became frayed and drew blood, but not much.
After another short break he trussed me up on the floor to continue the beating with paddles and straps before picking me up and putting me, still trussed up, on the sofa to fuck me.
I've promised Strictop exclusive use of the photos so you'll have to visit his site here to see them. However, he has given permission for me to post my three favourite ones on my site. Go straight to them by clicking here.
10th August 2000
Two Tops & a sling Skip this entry
Steve (see Cornwall holiday on 21st May and previous entries) has been wanting to fist me for about a year and we've got quite close on one or two occasions. This evening he wanted to try again (so did I) and he also had his mate P with him who he said was also a great fister. He asked me to bring some CP toys with me and he also said that P was into piss fun (as is Steve and so am I).
When I got to Steve's place P was already there and the room was really hot and sticky so I stripped off to just my olive green jock-strap and we chatted for a while. Then they both started to play with my tits and of course this got me instantly hard but it was all a bit too hard too soon and I lost it again! Then they started some CP and now I discovered that P was a novice at giving CP. Well, I wasn't expecting to be a complete guinea-pig but I have to say he is very accurate if a touch over zealous! (I like a slow build up.) But it was fun. Then we went into the play room where I was bent over a stool for more CP using my Borstal Strap, frat paddle and a cane. I also got a good hard fucking from P though I could't really get into it as I wasn't sure he had a condom on. I should't have worried, Steve would not associate with P is he was into hazardous sex. After P had finished I was bursting to piss and, bent over the stool I started to leak. Steve got a bowl and put it on the floor so I could just let go - which I did. He picked up the bowl and poured the piss over my hair!
Then we took a short break for some more beers and then went back into the play room, this time to use the sling. I don't much like slings 'cos I find the movement a bit nauseating and the fact that you can't actually lie flat in them tends to give me indigestion. But in the absence of a flat bench I suppose a sling is the thing. P showed Steve how to insert a speculum into my butt-hole and I was pleased how easily it slipped in and even more pleased when it didn't hurt as Steve gradually opened up my hole with it. When it was fully open he gently put a finder inside and strokes the inside of my rectum. Wow! that is one of the most horny sensations! Then P took over but instead of stroking me he just put his cock against the speculum and pissed into my opened hole. Fantastic sensation! Then Steve did the same and also directed some of his piss up over my chest, soaking me thoroughly. Then they took turns to open me up for fisting, having gently removed the speculum. Well I have to say that I didn't get fisted 'cos I just couldn't relax enough to get into it. During the next break I suddenly felt really tired so suggested that I went back home. We agreed to get together again in a couple of weeks to try again. (See entry for 24th August.)
5th August 2000
Super session at The Club Skip this entry
I was in a funny frame of mind today! Maybe because I'd got the train instead of the stressful drive into London. Maybe 'cos I was invited to a dinner after the Club meeting. Whatever, I soon found out that my pain threshold was really high when I asked John to warm me up with a hand spanking and then his two bats - one a table-tennis bat. I felt them, but not very much so I knew I was in for a good afternoon.
Next I found P and he gave me 25 strokes with a Borstal Strap. They got to me but I knew I'd be able to take much more. So, after half an hour or so socialising in the upper bar I found P again and this time he gave me 50 strokes, the last ten of which I did find a bit of a challenge. I had intended to return for a final 25 to make 100 but didn't get round to it. I'd planned with Bob to do something a bit special and I'd taken along my big "Pittsburg" Paddle, and my Maple Frat Paddle and also my Flogger, Martinet and Horsewhip. All of which Bob used on me to very good effect. I find I no longer get a stiffy at the Club but that does not mean I don't "fly" and I was soon flying under Bob's administrations!
The idea was to culminate with my horsewhip and everything was going very well when someone blundered too close and this, not unnaturally, put Bob's aim out and the final four strokes wrapped into my armpit - one of them drawing blood. Not that he could have done a thing about it, once a Top is committed to several strokes of something like a whip it's hard to stop without striking yourself or bystanders. Like ships, whips take a lot of stopping! One we had space again Bob did try another six strokes with the whip and they lander just where they should but my heart was no longer in it - especially ten minutes later when someone told me I was bleeding!
31st July 2000
HOT 3rd session with Mark Skip this entry
In my experience, first sessions with new Tops are usually a major disappointment on account of me being so nervous and thus not likely to have anything but a very low pain threshold. Second sessions are usually better but I'm still fairly nervous and that tends to spoil the session for me. The third session is where it begins to take off and this session with Mark was no exception! After a long and very stimulating hand-spanking over his knees I was transferred to my stool to be dealt with using a leather sole-like paddle mark had brought with him and also a small tawse before he used a couple of my implements on me. I could feel that my butt was getting red and sore but I didn't care 'cos I was "flying" and having a great time. Then Mark applied some "Fiery Jack" ointment to my balls. I was expecting a sensation much like "Deep Heat" or "Algipan" or "Ralgex" but this was a whole order of magnitude hotter and nastier! We took a break while it soaked in!
After about ten minutes break I was back over the stool for a harder repeat of part one. The heat in my balls was very distracting, to say the least, but before long I was really enjoying everything else. Mark stroked my balls and then traced his finger along my butt-crack - which instantly felt really hot and fiery - but this time tolerably so, which could not be said of the inferno going on in my balls.
I have to confess that in our second break I chickened out and had to go and wash the stuff off. Even so it took half an hour to calm down and I could still feel what had become a very interesting sensation a couple of hours later.
The intensity of that having abated a little, I was really able to get my head into the final beating and I was somewhere on another planet whole Mark laid into my butt with a selection of implements including my "Tiger" cane. By the time he had to get his train I was certainly glowing! Can't wait for next session.
27th
July 2000
Solo session with Bob Skip this entry
I've played with Bob at The Club and also at his parties but never in a one-on-one session. I only arranged this two days earlier and it was good to get a session booked at such short notice. I won't bore you with our plans as they went pear shaped as I arrived late (thank you M25) and also, as it turned out, the full body harness I was supposed to change into on arrival didn't fit at all, even with all the straps at their shortest! Can anyone out there recommend a cheap made-to-measure service in the UK? I'd been told to wear a Slave Pouch so I'd put on a leather thong before leaving home and I'd brought my chain and leather Slave Pouch with me in case he preferred that. (Not safe to drive in chain one, too distracting!)
After a meal and a chat we went upstairs where I stripped down to just the leather thong and even that came off soon. I put on leather wrist and ankle restraints and Bob put a collar on me. I don't normally like collars since an accident in a session many years ago when I almost got strangled, but I coped OK and it stayed on right to the end. I was attached, standing spreadeagled, to Bob's frame and he started on my back with my small - well I guess the closest you'd call it is a "Martinet" it has 28 strands of leather bootlaces but they are only about 15" long. Stings a lot but doesn't wrap round and never bruises or cuts. After a dozen or so lashes with that he switched attention to my butt with his Canadian Bortsal Strap. From that point on I was half erect at least for the rest of the evening. he alternated between back and butt using increasingly heavier implements. On the back he next used my flogger, then his own rubber flogger and finally my horsewhip. I didn't see what he used on my butt but the session finished with a heavy caning.
A break for coffee and more chat and then back up for session two. He told me to put my ball-parachute on and I showed him how to attach the ball-weights. He put 1.5 lbs on for starters. Instant erection again! Then he put pegs on my tits and used my Martinet to gently whip my chest and belly. After adding another pound to the ball-weights he got me to turn round and take up the position on his frame. The session proceeded much as before only everything was much harder. I reached my limit with the horsewhip, maybe 'cos I was sweating a bit and narrow implements always hurt more when the skin is wet. Then he used some kind of heavy leather paddle on my butt and that really got me going - I stuck my butt out to give him better aim and was loving it! The cane that followed was slightly less fun as I'm still a bit scared of the cane but I stayed hard and took a couple of dozen pretty hard ones. By then it was time to head for home. Hope we can do it again soon and I expect to play with Bob at The Club on 5th August.
20th July 2000
Hot Stuff at SM Gays Skip this entry
I decided to go to SM Gays on the spur of the moment, having previously decided not to. I'm really glad I went as it was a real fun evening. I wore my see-thru camo (see old pic) with a pair of rugger shorts, which I took off as soon as I got to The Hoist (see links below). There were not many people there but loads more came in over the next hour. I found someone I knew and chatted before taking a look round. The theme for the night was "Cock & Ball Torture" so they had one guy demonstrating a Ball Crusher, another couple doing "Bondage and Candle Wax", a guy doing Piercing and another demonstrating the use of Sounds. Upstairs a couple of guys were demonstrating ball weights and they were also doing a bit of bondage, tit-work and general body stimulation. I asked them if the parachute they were using was suitable for only one ball - it wasn't but they could improvise with rope. As it happened, they were soo busy all evening I didn't get a chance!
What I did get a chance to play with was the Bondage and Candle Wax guys. I was sat on a bar stool with my legs apart and my hands resting on my thighs, close to my body. A length of about 2" wide wooden dowelling with four holes in was used to tie my hand to it - about 15" apart. This didn't seem much like bondage to me but then he got a length of thin rope and trussed my balls up (well - ball) and then attached them to the dowelling. He also got another length and put that round my cock and balls and attached that to the wood - I was going nowhere now! Very neat. My cock was floppy and resting on top of the dowelling.
Then he got a household candle and lit it and waited for some melted wax to form. I'd assumed maybe he'd drop wax on my legs or tummy first but no - straight onto my cock! I hurt like hell but little willy started to show an interest - even though the cock & ball bondage was restricting the blood flow. He pulled back my foreskin and completely covered my cock-head with hot wax - I got quite hard. Then he picked the wax off - which also felt nice! Then he repeated the process another four times - each time the candle nearer to my cock. The first time it was about eight inches away, the final time it was only about an inch away and that one really hurt about as much as I was prepared to take. But then I could have blown the candle out at any time. Had I wanted to!
Links (no links back here): SM Gays; The Hoist
13th July 2000
Another session with Ken Skip this entry
This session had been postponed from ages ago so I was really looking forward to it even though I knew I wasn't really on-form due to some stress and stuff. I arrived wearing jeans (white) sleeveless tee-shirt (black), briefs (black) and sox & trainers (both white). I was late arriving and that also stresses me out - and yes I know it shouldn't. Hey - my dad was a watchmaker - I'm bound to have a hang-up about being on time for stuff.
Anyway, just inside Ken's front door I was told to grab my ankles and I was given 6 strokes of the cane and then told to strip naked, which I did. Then I was told to go up to the kitchen and over the table, where I got a dozen swats from a paddle and some from a strap. Then it was upstairs again to the bedroom where I went over Ken's knees for a hard hand-spanking and some more of the paddle and strap before having to get over the caning-horse (pix taken last March) for six strokes of the cane. Then I had to dress (see-thru white tee-shirt & shorts) for dinner.
After dinner we went back upstairs and back over Ken't knees for more hand-spanking, paddle and strap, during which I was stripped again. Then it was over the horse again for the final caning. I'm ashamed to say that I could only take twelve! I didn't need to tell Ken, willie was saying it all! Mind you, he came up again when I heard Ken putting on a condom and it was a great fuck again, with me still over the horse. After which Ken made me shoot too. Not a brilliant session but that was down to me having got myself so rattled - not only does my pain threshold go down when I'm stressed, the resilience of my skin gets less too and so I get very scared of the cane in such circumstances. So - all in all - I'm quite proud that I agreed to take the cane at all this time. Usually when I know I'm stressed I steer clear of it. Thanks to Ken for being so expert.
1st & 2nd July
2000
2nd Session with Adam Skip this entry
A second weekend of play in Kent, organised just after our first get together back in March. Adam isn't a night owl so we just chatted and relaxed on the Friday evening. Saturday morning we decided to play and Adam's partner decided to join is so this gave Adam twice the amount of work to keep us both happy. I'd taken my implements and was told to select a few suitable for a warm-up session. I chose my small leather spanking paddle, the Bortsal Strap, a riding crop, flogger and a "tiger" cane. Not really warm-up stuff but I was in the right mood for a slightly heavy session. And I got it! Adam started off quite gentle but quickly built up to just the level I could cope with. Both his partner and I were kneeling over footstools and Adam switched from one of to the other every five or six or ten strokes. I felt it was getting a little competitive but I don't think that was the reason I just could not get hard! Willie does that to me sometimes and, as it turned out, had decided to go on strike for the whole weekend! Hopefully something to do with the tablets I'm taking for a rash.
Sunday morning saw our second session of the weekend (Adam is a mornings person!) and it started much as Saturdays except that I'd marshalled all my implements including my Maple frat paddle and three-foot horsewhip and my small (but very stingy) 28-strand whip or cat. Plus the Lochgelly Tawse and my big "violin" paddle which I bought last year in Washington, DC. (One day I'll get round to doing a photo-shoot of my toys for this website.) After a thorough warming up much like yesterday Adam concentrated on our backs with the whole selection of whips. See pix.
After that we went upstairs and while Adam's partner was tied spreadeagled to the bed I was tied standing with my hands attached to ropes hanging from the ceiling above my head. Then Adam proceeded to whip my back again. Two of the pix show the effect when he'd finished. This was quite a short session for two reasons. My hands went numb very quickly and also the whipping was hurting too much for it to be a load of fun so we stopped. I guess I'm just not used (yet) to playing in the mornings!
26th June 2000
Mike's Playroom Skip this entry
Had a rotten day at work and that, plus the hour's drive to Mike's, meant that I wasn't in best form when I got there. After we chatted for a while I stripped off and we went into Mikes huge playroom - bedecked with implements, ropes and restraints on almost every wall and with a permanent frame of scaffolding pipes! I was spreadeagled, standing up in the frame. Mike started by using his flogger gently and gradually building up but I wasn't able to take nearly as much as I know I can. Mike put some tit clips on my nipples (instant erection!). Then he used a tawse and some paddles on my butt, which I found easier to take and it got pretty heavy towards the end. Finally, I got half a dozen strokes of the cane on each cheek, laid on hard.
After a brief rest and chat and a couple of glasses of wine I was put into a set of stocks and Mike used the flogger again and this time I was able to take a very heavy flogging followed by more heavy strokes with the tawse - which even got me hard. Finally he hand-spanked my butt while he gently tossed me off. Fabulous!
17th June 2000
"Uniform Party" at the Club Skip this entry
Today was supposed to be a "best uniform" contest at the Club. The weather was incredibly hot and sunny so I wasn't surprised that not many had turned up. There were two of us in uniform - mine a Boy Scout one. So the organisers slit the prize money between us! Very generous.
I didn't play much but I got a very nice long spanking from S from South wales and then another heavy spanking from a guy whose name badge I couldn't read in the gloom! After that it really was too hot and humid to play further so I left early.
15th June
2000
Fire at SM Gays Skip this entry
Tonight was SM Gays' "SM Funfair" but I'm afraid it turned out to be a poor show. I picked up Michael in the hopes that we could play there but in the event we didn't. There were four demonstrations to try out. One was a Violet Wand. Well I know what those are like from sessions a few years ago, Two was a guy with a TENS machine connected to one of those fairground "follow the wire" games. The idea was the electrodes are attached to some part of you (most guys were opting for their cock of course) and then you followed a bent piece of wire with a wire loop. Every time you touch the loop to the wire the tens machine gets switched on and you get a (safe) shock. Most guys found it disappointing so I didn't bother to join the queue. Third was a silly game of hoopla - using a dildo as an aiming point. Fourth was marked simply as "Fire"
This turned out to be a Master I know as an expert whipper and flogger demonstrating the use of "Firesticks" - the things jugglers use to juggle with fire. I watched the demonstration and it looked rather showy and frightening but the two guys he demonstrated on didn't seem to flinch at all - even when the sticks were brushed briefly against the skin. Michael talked me into having a try. This necessitated stripping naked as the shorts I was wearing were probably highly inflammable! The guy tied my arms to some convenient cage bars before he lit his firesticks. When they were lit he simply brushed them close to my chest, legs, arms (and also my cock & balls). Although I could feel the heat it was not intense except when he actually touched against my legs and arms. But I did find it very scary! I got a round of applause and I will certainly try again in a less public setting.
14th June 2000
Mark returns for round two. Skip this entry
My first session with Mark was a few weeks ago on 2nd May. I was told to wear very tight jeans and nothing else. We chatted for a while after he got to my place a little early. Then he told me to get my stool. This is a bar stool and leaning over it with my chest flat on the seat, it gives an excellent position to work on both the butt and the back. Mark started with hand-spanking me but this was altogether harder than our first session. Before long I was naked and back over the stool for sets of twelve strokes of each of the implements available including my Tawse, Borstal Strap, Canes, Ruler and paddles.
After we'd taken a break for chat and drinks he did the whole thing again only even harder this time. Finally, after another short break, we did the whole thing again but maybe not quite so heavy as he'd noticed a small spot appearing on my left cheek. Time to call it a day. (As it turns out that spot didn't develop but a small boil right at the top of my left leg, almost on the cheek prevented me doing anything except getting hand-spanked for many days!)
5th June 2000
Return to Michael Skip this entry
Last played with Michael in September though we usually chat at the Club when we are both there. On that occasion (See diary entry but be warned - no link back here!) Found him to be a very challenging top indeed! I rang him as a last minute thing and was surprised to find that he was free. I'd had a complete shit of a day and I needed something to disengage my brain from the day.
Well, it certainly did that! We did quite a lot of chatting and when we did play I was allowed to choose the implements but, towards the end of the evening the CP was getting close to - and sometimes extended - my limits. Michael used the toys I'd taken with me, namely a Borstal Strap, a Riding Crop and a 3-foot Horsewhip. The latter was a real turn on and he laid it on just hard enough not to break the skin. He also played with tit-clamps (chinese style) and used clips on my cock & balls as well. I've said before I don't usually leak pre-cum but I was dribbling profusely most of the time. We finished with me straddling his horse arrangement while he used the riding crop to beat my hole! Wow. Didn't take much to make me shoot after that!
3rd June
Quiet time at the Club Skip this entry
Very funny atmosphere when I arrived (late) at the Club this afternoon. None of what I would call my regular tops except R who made it clear he had brought someone with him to play. Damn - I love playing with R but we've not done so for over a year now. Decided to make it a social visit though I did play with Michael for a while and decided that I might ring him at the soonest opportunity. Next Club is a uniform party and I've arranged with Michael to put on a bit of a show. See entry for 17th June. Sorry this is not an interesting entry - I did get the odd spanking but nothing to write home about. Next time will be different!
21st - 28th May
2nd C.P. Holiday - Five go Mad in Cornwall Skip this entry
I had intended to make this entry a detailed report but my lap-top is bust and my camera not working fully either so you'll have to make do with a quickie until next year's holiday! Drove down to Cornwall with Steve from West London to meet up with Bob from The Club and T and J who had driven all the way (600 miles) from Scotland. Bob and Steve are Tops and T and I are Bottoms and J was a beginner Bottom. For all of us this was as much plain holiday as play-time. Took five hours to get there on Sunday so not much chance of play Sunday nite - all too tired. Monday morning was nice and warm and Steve told me not to bother to get dressed so I stayed naked until we left for sightseeing after breakfast. (I did wear shorts the entire week, in spite of the chilly weather.)
Unwell Monday evening/night with bad tummy so no play except when I was lying on the sofa face down watching the telly and got a very nice warm-up paddling and strapping from Steve (this before I'd told anyone I was feeling like death). Rotten night (kept throwing up) but felt surprisingly frisky by lunch on Tuesday so a general agreement was made that we'd have an early dinner and play that evening. I got a very heavy paddling and strapping and even some cane from Steve and some flogging and caning from Bob, who then showed Steve how to use my Horsewhip and of course he had to have a practice! By the end of the evening I decided that neither my back nor my butt would take any more without damage and I didn't want that as we had another four days to come!
Woke up Wednesday with Steve playing with my tits in bed! Instant erection of course which just wouldn't quit even though Steve was being pretty rough on me! Then he told me to go and get my leather paddle so we then had alternate tit play and paddlings for a while. I was allowed to wank while my tits were being played with and it wasn't long before I made a mess on the bed sheets!
Thursday was my "un-birthday" (ie six months from my real birthday) and I often celebrate this! I regret to say that I did so rather too well and I have no recall of that evenings session though T told me in the morning that I'd been in ecstasy the previous night. Vowed not to overdo the booze prior to session again. Pointless and potentially dangerous had I not known the Tops really well.
Final play was set for Saturday afternoon and also Saturday evening. Got heavy paddling from Steve plus a flogging from him as well as some heavy tit-play. And a very heavy flogging from Bob, who I now know was preparing the ground for the evening session. Then there didn't seem much point in getting dressed to cook dinner so I just stayed naked - "The Naked Chef"! Evening session was pretty much the same as the afternoon one but culminated in fifty strokes from Bob with the horsewhip - this time properly laid on. Wow! I was convinced I could feel blood running down my back when we'd finished - it was the hardest I'd ever taken and had hurt like hell, even disposing of my erection. It was only sweat though! We finished quite early (I'm glad to say!) on account of the long drive home on Sunday. Had to drive part of the way shirtless 'cos my tits were still very sore, plus my back was still tingling fire from the whipping it got the night before. Not complaining though!
20th
May
Pre-2nd C.P. Holiday Session at The Club Skip this entry
Very strange atmosphere at The Club this afternoon. Not many people there at all and seemed to be very many more bottoms than regular tops. I didn't take any of my toys as these were packed away ready for the CP holiday starting tomorrow but I did have my flogger with me. P was there with his Borstal Strap identical to mine so we started with 25 strokes of that, followed by another 25 strokes without my shorts. These were laid on pretty hard after the first ten so by the end of the 50 I was starting to really tingle. Later in the event I asked P to use my flogger on my back and on my butt. He obliged with 100 strokes on my back and fifty on my butt followed by a final 25 with his Borstal Strap on my butt. By then I'd had enough and I needed to leave early anyway. Long drive tomorrow!
18th May
SM Gays with Jack Skip this entry
I'd not intended to go to SM Gays tonight, intending to stay home packing for next week's holiday. But I got a phone call this evening from Jack (see other diary) telling me to be there and also telling me to wear my little leather shorts and leather singlet. I must have needed an excuse to go and I immediately got myself organised, shaved (butt, balls etc.), showered, dressed as instructed (track suit on top) and in the car for the hour's drive to The Hoist.
Arrived, checked in, stripped off the track suit and bought a drink but nothing seemed to be going on yet. But then 20:30 was a bit early really. Met up with several friends, including Jack, and had a chat with them, by which time things were beginning to happen. Upstairs there was paddling going on so of course I trotted off to watch and was immediately invited to join in the fun. SM Gays "discovery nights" are just that so I wasn't expecting a challenging paddling as these nights are intended for guys new to the scene. It was fun though, especially the bit where Dave used a Maori "battle club" as a paddle!
After that I went and found Steve, a guest from California who was doing demonstrations of flogging. I volunteered and he told be to take off my singlet and then flogged my back for a long time and I was really "flying" by the time he'd worked up to some really heavy strokes. Very accurate - great fun! We had quite an appreciative audience too!
Then, as instructed, I found Jack and we found a space in which to play. He had a small leather spanking paddle with him and, after he'd got me to remove my shorts, he proceeded to paddle by butt with it. I got hard almost instantly! I got a long a quite heavy paddling from Jack while someone else was playing with and sucking my cock - very naughty, very nice! Jack needed a rest before I did but by then the smoky atmosphere was beginning to get to me anyway and I needed to get away so I left at 22:30 for the long drive home.
13th May
Post-holiday session at The Club Skip this entry
As if I'd not had enough on Thursday night I decided to go to the Club on Saturday as I was really in the mood. There seemed to be very few tops there but Bob was there and so was one of the guys from last week's holiday, to whom I will refer as Skip. Bob got me warmed up with twelve each of a tawse, my Pittsburg Paddle and my Frat Paddle plus a dozen across the shoulders with a whip we had borrowed and which neither of us liked very much! The Pittsburg seemed even more challenging than usual and Bob was not pulling punches!
Then to find Skip who I knew from experience would be a challenge since does not allow a warm up but starts as heavy as he intends to carry on. Twelve with his belt were real stingers but I stayed bending down for twelve with a thin but heavy Tawse - which hurt like hell! The a final twelve with his heavy leather strap. He thought I was going to balk at the latter but I really enjoyed them! Then back to Bob for 40 strokes, 12 each of his tawse, my two paddles and finally his cane. Again he thought I would not accept the last but again I really enjoyed them. Once I get going....!
Final really heavy spanking from G which I can't really say I enjoyed. He has really hard and heavy hands and started off full force! He wanted to use a gym shoe but I knot I always bruise from those so declined. Must take a small paddle for him next time.
6th - 12th
May
C.P. Holiday No.1 Skip this entry
In the interests of protecting the confidentiality of others on this holiday I am unable to give much of an account. Suffice to say that I got a dozen hard strokes of a very heavy belt on Saturday evening and a longer play with most of my own implements on Sunday and then a brilliant hand spanking from N on Wednesday and again on Thursday plus a long session with my toys that evening. Sorry, I cannot reveal more than that as the holiday was sufficiently distinctive that to tell you any more could identify some of the guys on it.
2nd
May
Short Session with New Top Skip this entry
I met Mark via one of my ads on the 'net (I have only two as far as I know!). As usual I met him in a local pub before inviting him back (or was that the other way round?!) to my flat to play. I wasn't really in much of a mood but, as Mark had come quite a way I didn't feel I could let him down. My threshold was very low but I coped with several dozen strokes of my Bortsal Strap and even a few with my Pittsburg Paddle and other toys. First sessions are often a bit of a disaster (my fault 'cos I get so nervous) and this one was heading that way but I think we both enjoyed what limited play we had. Now that Mark has read my on-line C.V., I look forward to more entertaining times in the future!
21st April
Good Friday Party Skip this entry
Bob had arranged a party in London and Steve (of Amsterdam trip and other sessions in this diary) was coming along too. We all had a great time and I got a long spanking from John followed by a lot of strokes of the Borstal Strap, also from John. Not sure if that's where the bruises came from - it could have been the second heavy borstal strapping I got from Steve back at his place after the party! Steve has a playroom containing two slings and, after my strapping I was put into one of the slings for Steve to work up to my biggest dildo. Maybe getting fisted is nearer than I thought - I'd really like to try again now.
14th & 15th
April
A weekend with V. Skip this entry
V arrived late Thursday and we didn't play until first thing Friday morning when he gave me quite a long bastinado with a cane on my butt and then turned me over to give my cock a caning too! A great way to wake up.
Friday evening's session started with me restrained in leather wrist and ankle cuffs to chains, standing spreadeagled so that V had access to every part of my body. He used tit-clips as well as giving me a pretty thorough going over with my flogger and a few canes. My back and butt were really stinging by the time he let me relax after about forty minutes and got me to lie on the floor so he could piss all over me.
When I dried off we made use of a restraint position we've not used for ages. I was put on my back on a small bench I have and my legs were attached to chains hanging down from the ceiling, my hands restrained under the bench behind my head. This gave V easy access to my butt for paddling and caning and was an ideal position for dildo work too and he made use of my biggest butt plug as well as my large Thai beads (see picture).
Saturday afternoon we did some experimentation with cling-film as a bondage/mummification medium which was successful enough for us to use it again in our main evening session. For this I was standing with my arms spreadeagled but my feet together. Before V started to wrap me in the film I was fitted with a tight cock-ring and a metal ring around the head of my cock. I also had a butt-plug wrapped in metal foil put up my butt and a strip of metal foil around my waist. Once I was wrapped and some sensory deprivation had set in V cut two small holes so he could attach tit-clips and the sensation was much greater that if I'd not been wrapped up. Then V got my little electrical box (one of those "exercise" boxes and connected one circuit to the rings on the base and head of my cock and the other to the butt-plug and the strip of foil around my waist. With the box switched on at a slow pulse rate this felt very much like being screwed! The jolts running through my cock were really painful but nevertheless very interesting indeed. (See picture.)
After another short break I was laid face down on the floor and spreadeagled using cuffs and chains. V lit a candle and started to let the hot wax drip onto my skin. Often I don't find this works for me but on this occasion I was getting really turned on! From time to time V cooled me down by pissing all over me! (See picture.)
12th April 2000
Another session with Ken Skip this entry
This session had been postponed from the previous week. I'd instructions to wear my break pants, which have pop-studs right up to the waist and to bring a paddle, a strap and some see-thru shorts and tee-shirt to change into. I arrived at about eight and rang the doorbell. Ken was quite a long time answering but came down eventually and told me to put my hands behind my neck. I did that and he reached down to grab the waistband of my pants and then just "ripped" them off me and told me to bend down a grab my ankles. I did and got a dozen hard hand spanks, then I had to strip naked and go upstairs with my kit, over the kitchen table for 24 swats with my leather spanking paddle. Then upstairs to the bedroom for more hand spanking plus some with an Irish style strap and also some with my Borstal Strap- I counted 72 in all.
Then I got "dressed" for dinner in the see-thru (light blue) kit. I'm getting used to wearing this and don't feel quite so exposed as I used to. Dinner and coffees over it was back upstairs for the final session which started over Ken's knees for a hard hand spanking and, I think, another twelve with an Irish strap. Then it was over Ken's caning horse for the final 24 strokes of the cane before being screwed, after which I got another twelve strokes of the cane, at which point Ken thought it prudent to stop as I seemed to be beginning to cut. (When I got home I realise that he'd only re-awakened the weal from a couple of weeks ago - just a bright stripe now rather than a weal or cut. Finally, having been untied from the horse I was soon back over Ken's knees where he made me shoot - great!
Reading back - you might think our sessions have become more than a little formulaic- any suggestions?
8th April 2000
Brief visit to the Club Skip this entry
Last minute decision to go along to the Club this afternoon. Quick change into tight grey tee-shirt and tight navy blue rugger shorts (no underwear of course) and off in the car to London. Arrived about ten minutes after the door officially closes and play starts but I banged on the door and was allowed in.
I didn't go downstairs to the play area straight away as I needed to discuss some stuff with one of the organisers and that took about half an hour. When I did go down there were not many guys but there were several new faces and thay all had very hot looking bodies. I wasn't much in the mood to play so I just wandered around and watched the action, including K making a very cute butt nice and rosy! But even that didn't put me in the mood to be next over K's knee!
Got chatting to a guy from Wales who I've chatted to before at the Club but we've never played together. We'd just about run out of small-talk when he asked me if I'd let him spank me and he seemed surprised when I agreed. We found a space and a chair and I got over his knees for what felt like a gentle warm up until he told me to take off the shorts. After that it got very hard indeed! A (very) small crowd assembled to watch as he laid into my butt with his large and heavy hand and I guess we kept going for about 20 minutes all told. It was me that gave up first - he wanted to carry on but I'd had enough - like I said, I wasn't really in the mood. Back upstairs I met G (see previous Club diary entries) and even he wasn't in the mood either so a small group of us just chatted for a while and left early to drive home.
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