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28th December 2001 Party time at Bob's Skip this entry
Bob had invited sixteen guys to his party. I got there at four to be told that at least four guys had dropped out! I helped Bob a little with food preparation and then was told to go upstairs and get changed into my Upper Body Harness and Leather Shorts (see pix). Bob came upstairs just as I'd managed to squeeze myself in! He put me over his knees for a warm-up spanking with hand and a selection of light paddles. I was surprised how much it hurt - even through the (albeit very thin) leather. Then I was moved onto the horse with my chest on top of the horse, leaning over it and grabbing a beam near the floor on the other side. I got twelve each with a number of toys including (I think) a Canadian Prison Strap very similar to my Borstral Strap, a three-tailed Tawse, Bob's heavy leather strap and finally six each with two different Canes. Then I changed into tight white shorts and tee-shirt to go back downstairs to help in the kitchen.
Just before we were due to serve dinner, someone suggested I should be wearing my "Chef's Shorts". These are a very tiny pair of shorts I got as a kind of joke - they are black & white gingham, like chef's pants. Well, I had them with me so I nipped up and changed. The gesture seemed to be appreciated. After dinner we sat around and chatted - for far too long really. When we eventually started to play I got a long beating from John. I'm afraid I don't recall too much after that (and I wasn't all that tipsy!) which is a great shame. Anyway in the morning I was very flattered by N (who is very beautiful) climbing into my bed too wake me. Soon after Bob came into the room and took a dim view of this - we both got six strokes with a cane!
17th December 2001 Quickie with Mac Skip this entry
I'd been told to wear tight white shorts and tee-shirt, plus wrist and ankle cuffs. Being so small I have been finding it hard to get tight white tees. But a couple of weeks ago I found some in M&S - for twelve year olds! I'd also been told to have my camera ready so we could take some photos. As it turns out we were having too much fun to bother with photography!
Started with a short warm-up on the shorts with me over Mac's knee while he used his hand, my black leather spanker and shoe-sole spanker and finally my maple frat paddle. (See toys pages.) Before long I was standing naked, bending over with my hands on a chair for sets of twelve strokes with a range of implements, including my new chain flogger (pix on toys pages soon, I hope). As a finale to this set Mac used my Heavy Irish Priest's Strap - wow that hurts! By the time he used that I'd already been very thoroughly warmed up with some canes, Bortal Strap, Flogger, Frat Paddle and so on, so I was ready for it - just about. I guess a total of 150 strokes in all.
A brief break and I was tied very securely over my bar-stool and given 100 strokes. These were in sets of ten, each set with a different implement, and I had to count them. The last ten were with the Priest's Strap but they turned out not to be the last ones. Mac decided to give me an extra twenty hard strokes with a thick cane before he screwed me!
8th December 2001 31 Club with Bob Skip this entry
I'd spoken with Bob on the phone and by email and sort of persuaded him to go to 31 Club. I took my floggers with me and also a couple of little tit, cock & ball whips that I bought in either Leather Rack in Washington, DC or Priape in Toronto (I think Washington). I also took a flogger made with tails of bath-plug chain (those little balls in a string) to try out now that I'd shortened it a bit to make it controllable. As it turned out there were too many people about to play much at all. Sometimes it gets like that.
Quite early in proceeding Bob and I went downstairs for my warm up. I was wearing my old black Rugby kit - the shorts have worn very thin! - and I got twelve swats of Bob's heavy strap on the shorts. Bob didn't seem to be pulling any punches and they really did sting. I should have asked for a hand-spanking first! Later I went back to him for twelve on my naked butt with my Borstal Strap. It did seem to be a little less heavy than his strap but then it's longer and maybe the swats were not as hard because Bob is unused to it.
A little later I went back and Bob suggested a flogging, so I stripped off and stood leaning against a pillar in the centre of the room. Fortunately people moved back to make way for us for once! I got fifty lashes straight off - all on my back. A little later still we did the same except I got the fity in sets of ten, starting on my back, then on my butt. After that I think both Bob and I were pooped! I didn't play with anyone else.
22nd November 2001 Short session at Ken's Skip this entry
Usually a very stressful hour's drive to Ken's but this time it went smoothly and I arrived exactly on time to the second! We'd planned nothing at all in advance this time - I just thought I'd go with the flow. To be honest I wasn't in a particularly randy mood. I wore skin tight jeans and a sweatshirt and plain white underwear. As soonas Ken opened the door and I was inside I had to pull the jeans down (I hate "wearing" jeans at "half-mast" or round my ankles) and got twelve hard hand-spanks on each butt-cheek, six spanks at a time on each. They really hurt, which suprised me. Then I had to strip naked and we went up to the kitchen where I was given a dozen quite hard swats with a narrow, heavy strap. They really stung but overall not as bad as Ken's hand had been. Hopefully I was getting warmed up now.
Upstairs again in the bathroom I realised I wasn't! I got a dozen with a wide wooden paddle and they really stung. Then up to the bedroom on the top floor to go over Ken's knees for a long, and I must say sensuous, hand spanking. I got really hard. Then I changed into my see-thru camo kit (I must get a pic of that for you) and we had a long chat over dinner.
After dinner I had really lost the mood - sorry Ken - but I did get over the horse for just twelve strokes of the cane before Ken screwed me. Willy had gone on strike for some reason, so I didn't even get to cum myself. It happens sometimes! Still, I hope Ken had a good time. I had a good time but I could have responded better to Ken's ministrations.
17th November 2001 Back at 31 Club Skip this entry
Actually, I did go to 31 Club last week but I was still feeling a bit under the weather so I didn't play at all. This week I was feeling quite frisky! I wore bright yellow satin shorts and a sleeveless tee-shirt (same colour) under my tracksuit. Must have looked like a demented canary when I took the suit off! My butt still felt a little sore from Thursday's session but I didn't think that would matter. I was wrong! I first played with Bob who used his thick leather strap. He'd been giving guys six to warm up but we agreed twelve, expecting no problems. Well, it hurt a hell of a lot more than I was expecting it to and Bob had to adjust the weight accordingly because I found it impossible to keep still. The last two were just gentle taps really. Bob, myself, and several onlookers expressed surprise! I considered going home, I certainly couldn't play if my threshold was so low. I decided maybe I'd be less sensitive later on so I did stay.
After a long break I found Bob who was with Mac. Bob wanted me to show Mac my new whip, which I bought in Canada. They agreed it was too long but decided to try it out on me anyway! Mac gave me a hand spanking by way of additional warm-up and then Bob gave me twelve strokes across the but with the new whip. It felt just like a heavy cane, rather than a whip. It'll be interesting soo what it's like when it has been trimmed a bit and is easier to control. My butt was still sensitive so Bob suggested that he use my flogger on me. I stood against a wooden post and he gave me fifty straight off. So - it must be slight damage rather than just a low threshold which is making my butt so sensitive!
Soon after this I found John who is also into floggers and he gave me a flogging with two floggers, one of which was a little more of a stinger than mine, though not as heavy, and another which was very much heavier than mine. I got two dozen lashes with each - and that was me about done!
15th November 2001 Jack & SM Gays Skip this entry
Very last minute arrangement. I had arranged to meet Jack at SM Gays but he rang to say could I be free for a session during the day. As it happened, I was due some time off so we arranged to meet at my place and spend the afternoon playing before going to SM Gays in the evening. When Jack arrived I was wearing only a pair of tiny red satin shorts, as instructed. They didn't stay on very long because as soon as he got indoors he had the shorts offf me for a warm-up hand spanking. This was followed up with two sets of twelve with my Borstal Strap and then, nicely warmed up, it was time for me to get dressed and off we went for a pub lunch.
Back from the pub I changed into very tight grey jeans and white tee-shirt. Jack told me to lie on the floor, face down, and he soaked the jeans with his piss. It felt fantastic! He told me to turn over and he pissed onto the front of the jeans, getting me hard. Then he got me to stand leaning on the sofa and he caned my butt though the piss-soaked jeans. That feels so good! After I'd taken my wet chothes off and dried off he had me kneeling on the sofa and he used a butt-plug to open my hole. Since I'd not played at all for a month that really hurt but he was very slow and careful so it was OK eventually. After he took the plug out again he used a speculum to really open me up. I really enjoy that feeling and I was pretty close to cuming!
We took a quick break for some drinks and a bit of a chat then I had to kneel on the floor with my head down and my butt sticking up so he could piss right onto my butt-hole. Now that feels incredibly sexy! After I'd dried off he had me bending over a stool and he used a variety of implements on my butt including a couple of canes, a crop, the Borstal Strap and my flogger. Between each set of strokes he gently played with my cock, keeping me rock hard all the time. Toward the end of the session, when I was so close to cuming, he gave me six really hard strokes of the cane and then played with my cock and said "Tell me when you're ready for more". Well I was so close to shooting, but didn't want to cum yet, that I just had to say "Ready Sir!" immediately. So I got another six hard strokes. He did this several times - maybe six or seven times more. Each time I got closer to shooting. Finally, I shot my load just as the sixth of six hard strokes fell on my butt! That's a first for me. It's a shame Jack and I don't get to play more often - we make a great team. (Jack is looking for additional Slaves - email me with some info about yourself and I'll forward on to him.)
Off to SM Gays in London we arrived before it opened. This was advertised as "CP Night" but it was a very quiet evening to start with. Things didn't really get going until about half nine. I was persuaded to be the victim in a caning demonstration but I stood up after just two strokes - the Top had no idea whatever how to use a cane. This morning I still have a weal and bruise on my right hip when the cane wrapped round on impact. Anyway, soon after that I got a really long hand spanking from a hunky guy wearing Australian Rugby kit and I followed that up by finding J upstairs who was wielding a pretty heavy looking belt on a small queue of willing victims. I've played with J at 31 Club before so I knew how good he was. I joined the queue!
I got a total of eighty strokes! Even J was impressed. He stopped at 48 and asked me if I wanted to carry on. When I said yes he asked me if I could take it harder. I told him I could. So he gave me a dozen harder than before. He asked if I was OK and then gave me ten, even harder. Then he asked me "Ten more?" and I agreed. They were getting pretty challenging by now. He stopped after just five and asked "Five really hard ones?". I heard myself agree, and got five very, very hard final strokes. As I stood up and walked away, having given J a thank-you hug, I actually got congratulated by a couple of onlookers. That more than made up for having to wimp out of the caning demo!
5th to 15th October 2001 On holiday in North America
I played eight consecutive days in the US and Canada! Click here for the report.
Thursday 20th September 2001
Jack at SM Gays Skip this entry
I'd arranged to meet Jack at SM gays and then to drive him back to where he was staying. As it happened we arrived at just about the same time, he walked in just after I'd changed into tight white shorts and tee-shirt, as he'd instructed. The theme of the evening was "Bondage" which is not really my thing, but then nothing much was happening anyway! After about an hour there was an interesting session going on upstairs so I went and watched that for quite a while. Then Jack came and found me and took me into an alcove to give me a hand-spanking. A little later I also got about two dozen with his belt but I really wasn't in the mood to play and it was getting pretty late so we left.
I went to 31 Club on Saturday 22nd but again I just wasn't in the mood to play so I just got a short over-the-knee session from Bob and then just chatted until the Club closed. Hope this dark mood lifts before I go to the USA in October!
Saturday 15th September 2001 Plenty of Play at 31 Club Skip this entry
Bit of a last-minute decision to go to 31 Club today but really glad I decided to go. Colin gave me a lift into town and we got there just as play time was announced. Started over Colin's knees for a very long spanking, partly hand and partly with a large leather paddle of Colin's. Must have lasted about twenty minutes, maybe more. I was certainly feeling tender by the time he'd finished.
A little later I found Jo and he immediately told me to assume the position (leaning over a chair) for a dozen with what I think was a fairly new plastic strap, a bit like my Borstal Strap but in a shiny black plastic. Well - he went a little over the dozen! I stopped counting at fifty and he stopped and told me I'd taken 70 and did I want the other thirty. I was enjoying it so I said we might as well. So I took a hundred of that strap - and the last five were given at full force!
Finally I found J and he gave me two sets of twenty five lashes with his floggers. I was just getting going when he stopped and said I'd had enough, leaving me feeling a bit frustrated. But then he does need to leave early to get the train back to Brum!
Saturday 8th September
2001 Playing host at The Club Skip this entry
Jim's mate JM is in the UK from Washington, DC for a few days and Jim had asked if I could sign JM into 31 Club for the afternoon. A message from JM himself had said to meet him there at 2:30pm, rather early I thought. Colin was giving me a lift down to the Club and we got there soon after two and JM arrived bang on time at 2:30 and I signed him in and explained how the afternoon usually panned out. Unfortunately, he'd picked a very quiet afternoon with almost no Tops! I wasn't really in the right frame of mind to play but I thought I sort of owed it to JM since there were so few players there (just watchers). When he started (with my Borstal Strap) I was pleasantly surprised. last time we played (in DC) he weighed in too hard too soon and bruised me badly. But this time he started off just fine and gradually built up the force. By the time he was getting towards fifty strokes he was laying them on very hard but I was (just) coping OK. Then he switched to his leather belt which was fine since it had less weight than my Strap. I think I got another fifty with that! Plus a short flogging with my heavy flogger but he wasn't able to use it properly and soon gave up. I didn't play any further, partly 'cos my butt was really stinging but mostly because I was feeling really tired and just wanted to socialise.
Wednesday 29th August 2001
Mac al fresco skip this entry
As we parted last Saturday Mac and I agreed to get together today. On Monday I sent him a text message suggesting we go for an outdoor session in some woods near where I live. Yes, he was very keen but wanted to play with dildos at my place first. I was instructed to "practice" with butt-plugs so as to relax a little. I was also told to be naked with 6lbs of ball weights hanging from my ball-parachute when he arrived! I asked if he'd let me know when we was five minutes away. About an hour before he was due to arrive I got a text message telling me to sit on my biggest black dildo. So, I had my shower, dried off, got the lube and did exactly that. I had already used the butt-plugs but I was quite surprised how easily I got the big one in, about two thirds of it I guess. I took it out, rested a few minutes and tried again and got all but the last inch in. Then I got a message saying "15mins" so it was time to put the parachute around my balls. This is not easy (see my "CV") but I got it snapped on third try. With an estimated five minutes to go I put three two pound weights on the parachute. Do you have any idea how hard it is to walk with six pounds of weights dangling off your balls!?
Mac got me to lean over the end of my dining table and gave me 24 strokes with my Tawse to warm me up, then I had to crouch down on my sofa to give him really easy access to my hole. He used my medium dildo first and then his hand. Once again, he very nearly fisted me but that last breakthough was, again, not quite made. But it still felt better than last time so we're making progress. Then he used the big dildo which I''d practiced with earlier and got it in right up to only about half an inch to go. After several tries we managed to get the whole thing in, though it hurt like hell when he rotated it! Not a lot I could do as he had my undivided attention 'cos he was pulling on the ball weights so I could not pull away from him! Horny though!
Mac chose a few implements to take to the woods while I put on some old rugby shorts and a top. He chose a thick cane, my Tawse, the three-foot horsewhip and my cat. All designed to be not too noisy. Ten minutes drive and five minutes walk we were deep into the woods and I was leaning, naked, against a tree with Mac giving me twenty four strokes of the cane! This was followed by sets of each of the other implements, including twenty four with the horsewhip across my shoulders. I must be getting more used to that implement now. After a final caning I had to crouch down and wank while Mac screwed me - lovely!
Saturday 25th August 2001
The Club - Plus! - Plus!! Skip this entry
Made arrangements to meet Mac at 31 Club this afternoon and then we planned to go on to have a session with a guy new to me called Tony in another part of London. Feeling summery I wore a pair of bright yellow satin shorts and a sleeveless tee, same colour! I also took a pair of old very faded black Rugby shorts and a top in case the canary look was disapproved of.
As it happens, the canary look was much appreciated after all, not that any of it stayed on for very long. Playtime stated rather slowly but I was soon without my shorts over D's knees for a left- handed hand spanking. This was quite long and hard but it got me hard almost straight away! After that I decided to seek out N who does not get to the Club very often and who is one of the most challenging spankers in London! He was waiting for me and we found a space to play and before long I was naked, in the wheelbarrow position having my butt well and truly roasted. When he'd finished I picked up my kit from where I'd thrown it on the floor. Soaking wet! The guys who run the pub where the Club meets hose the basement down to clean it on Saturday mornings. I'd managed to find the biggest and best puddle! So, I carried them around with me most of the rest of the afternoon. Far too uncomfortable to wear them.
A little later, towards the end of Club, I found Bob who was dealing with Mac and I took a few strokes of his leather strap. But only a few - they hurt like hell! I'd been wearing the shorts to try to dry them out and the effect of the leather strap on wet skin was too much for me. So I left the shorts off again until my butt was good and dry and we tried again and I got 24 heavy swats, followed by a straight fifty across my back with my heavy flogger. And that was me done! I nipped back to the car to change into the black kit before we left.
Off to crawl through the traffic to Tony's where we arrived soon after six. Tony has loads of equipment but was keen to see what I'd bought with me. Before long he had Mac tied up to a hook in the wall with his legs spread apart, tied to a leg-spreader bar. I was similarly secured to a second hook and with a second leg-spreader bar. We were given sets of ten hard swats with a leather paddle - and we had to count each other's swats. Now, I am a lot shorter than Mac so I suppose it's not surprising that the swats were landing far too high on me! I had to call a halt during my third set of ten - though he did finish the set. Not too sure of the order of events after that but amongst the play was Mac using a fifteen inch long dildo on me (and I took all bar three inches!), Tony putting loads of wooden clothes-pegs on my cock and balls - and, of course, taking them off again. Apart from sundry strappings and paddlings and several of the Tawse from Mac, Tony spent happy couple of minutes dropping hot candle wax on my nipples at some point. Finally I was taken into the dining room and bent over the end of a large, heavy table and given twelve heavy strokes with a heavy cane. By now it was around nine and we were all very tired so Mac and I packed up and left to take Mac home.
However - I was still feeling very frisky! All that play and not been shagged yet! Mac said we couldn't go back to his place as he had a house guest. He suggested we go to Hampstead Heath. Much as I enjoy outdoor sex, I have never actually been on the Heath before. I don't think Mac believed me! Anyway, he navigated for me and we parked up under some trees and as we got out of the car Mac told me to bring my Tawse. I did so, but with trepidation - it was very dark by now and I didn't want to lose the thing. We wandered into the wood about a hundred yards from the road and Mac told me to strip and lean against a tree. He gave me a dozen strokes with the tawse. I got instantly and very hard - combination of everything since three thirty and the slight breeze on my skin - and the Tawse of course! Mac gave me a second set of twelve strokes and then asked me for a condom and lube, which I had stuffed down my sox. And so he started to screw me. Within a couple of minutes four naked guys had appeared. Mac let three of then shag me! I was able to check that each had a condom on. The fourth didn't so I didn't let him in, as it were! All in all - one of the hottest afternoons and evenings I've had.. We carried on our little orgy for about half an hour and then left for Mac's - complete with my Tawse though it took a little finding in the dark. Driving home after dropping Mac off I was very tempted to return to the Heath. But I was a good boy and drove home!
Monday 20th August 2001
Short Session with Colin Skip this entry
Colin wanted help configuring his PC so we thought we'd combine this with a session. I arrived at half six and had been told to wear only tiny thin white shorts and a white singlet and plimsoles, no sox. Well, I did comply but felt a bit of a fool walking from the car to Colin's flat wearing so little! But then I suppose that was the whole idea!
Soon after I arrived Colin got me to lay face down on the bed over a pile of pillows to raise my butt so as to make a better target. I was told to keep my arms and legs wide apart. I was still wearing the kit. Colin started by giving me a short but very heavy hand spanking, followed by sets of 24 strokes with a very wide variety of his implements including a crop, a tawse, several paddles, a short whip and also several different canes. The last couple of canes were really hurting. Then suddenly he stopped and told me I was bleeding! I took the shorts off to see a small smudge of blood where a small spot on my butt had broken. We decided it was probably OK to carry on and see if it got any worse. So, back over the pillows and Colin started bastinado with a light cane. I love that! After a while he changed sides and did the same only a little harder. After a while I felt my hole being greased and soon a dildo was gently inserted, pulled back and then rammed home! He then proceeded to fuck me with the dildo at the same time as carrying on with the bastinado. I'm afraid that combination was too much for me and I shot my load rather suddenly!
We intended to play again after I'd sorted out the PC but it took so long to install the software, we just didn't have time! Dammit!
Saturday 18th August
2001 A blast at the Club Skip this entry
Have not been feeling much like playing for a few weeks but more than made up for it today at the Club! I wore the shortest shorts I posses - grey marl gym shorts with a grey marl sleeveless tee. Soon after I got downstairs to watch the fun John was feeling my butt and suggested that we play. He is into floggers and had a couple of fairly heavy ones with him. I stripped off and stood against a wall and he flogged my back and butt with both of his floggers and he also beat my butt with a priest strap he had too. I got really turned on and the instant he touched my tits I got really hard! He turned me round so he could play (hard!) with my tits for a while.
Soon after that I saw N beckoning to me. He is a very good hand-spanker and soon I was over his knees having my butt spanked. Then he got me into the "wheelbarrow" position and I started to get hard again just 'cos I was being spanked! Then I had to crouch down on the floor while N stood over me and spanked my butt some more. That position allows the spanker to put a lot of power into proceedings! I stayed hard all the way through these spankings.
A bit of a rest and a chat and drink upstairs and then I went back down and soon M was asking me if we could play. A few seconds later I was naked and over M's knees being very heavily spanked and he also used a strap and a Ferula - which really did hurt! Even so I got, and stayed, hard throughout. I was hoping he'd get me into the wheelbarrow position but, when he got me to stand up he'd clearly finished with me. I'm not surprised - when I felt my butt a couple of minutes later I could feel ridges and weals!
About twenty minutes later I found Bob and asked if he wanted to use my heavy flogger. He did, so I went and got it and also my horse-whip. I leaned over a stool and Bob used his leather strap on my butt before standing me up against the wall to give me a thorough flogging. Then he gave me twelve heavy lashes with the whip. Wow, those hurt! 48 hours later there are still half a dozen distinct weals across my back!
Friday 20th July - Sunday 22nd July Weekend with Adam in Kent. Skip this entry.
Arrived at Adam's after yet another nightmare drive from home. Over two hours to cover about 70 miles. But then this is the busiest traffic weekend of the year. I'd been told to arrive wearing just shorts (plus shoes etc) and it was hot enough to do that (just). We sat in the garden chatting and drinking plonk and then it suddenly got cold and I was grateful when the suggestion was made that I put my tee-shirt on and we went indoors. Before long the suggestion was made that we play so we went upstairs with a collection of both his and my implements. Funnily my pain threshold in my butt was far lower than that in by back (surely Ron's paddling three weeks ago couldn't still be having an effect?!) Adam had a new Oak paddle which I was finding really difficult to take, even preferring it when he switched to my tawse! He used a total of about ten implements, twelve swats with each. Then he started on my back with my heavy flogger and followed that up with about fifty with my three-foot whip. It hurt like hell but I was (sort-of) enjoying it. We took some photos of the stripes and patterns. See here.
We didn't play on Saturday but made plans to play on Sunday afternoon. Adam's partner was tied spreadeagled on the bed and I was tied to a ladder leading up to the roof-space. Adam worked on us alternately for quite long chunks of time. I have to confess I found it a bit boring when he wasn't working on me! When he was working on me, due to the confined space and the fact the he was forced to work left-handed, his aim wasn't up to his usual accuracy. I know, I should have said something, but I didn't feel I knew him well enough yet to do the "bossy bottom" number! Adam used, almost exclusively, my Horsewhip and, although it was challenging fun at first I began to get worried that the ones landing on the nape of neck were doing me damage. I'm ashamed to admit that, while he was working on his partner I got myself out of the restraints, having decided to call it a day. Adam seemed to be only mildly surprised. I watched him working on his partner for a while and then he came over to me and started playing with my tits. Wow - instant attention! Unfortunately my head wasn't quite in the right place and soon the pain was becoming counter productive. (I was due to leave quite soon and I think I was too concerned with that than with play!) Anyway, to cut the story short I just started to toss off while Adam played with my tits. It didn't take long and I must say it was the best orgasm I've experienced in a very long time! Oddly, neither my tits nor my neck were hurting the following morning so my worries had been entirely unfounded. I guess my pain threshold just happened to be low.
Saturday 14th July 2001 General update for past two weeks. Skip this entry.
I did go to 31 last week but had been advised not to play by my doctor as I'd had a minor T.I.A. (look it up!) the night before. But I needed to go, if only to let Ron know I couldn't play! So I just socialised most of the time but did go downstairs for a bit of a token spanking from Colin. My doc had said it would be OK to play in a week so I made arrangements with Ron and others to see them next week.
On Wednesday (18th) I went down to see Ken, a long standing arrangement. Again it was a pretty tame session as I didn't want to get into anything heavy until I'd got the all-clear from the doctor. A dozen cane strokes over my briefs, then a dozen paddle bare than a long hand spanking and a dozen strap before dinner and then a hand spanking and a dozen cane after dinner. Plus I got screwed! Good fun!
By 31 today I felt it was safe to play hard and I'd hoped to do so with Ron. Unfortunately it didn't happen, he had to leave early to catch his flight home. Fortunately Bob was there and I asked if he's warm me up with an over-the-knee session. So we did that and he used his hand and then a soft leather strap (thick, though, so it packs a punch!) and then a tawse. (I didn't know it was possible to use a tawse in that position!). Not sure how many of each (I'm writing this up a week after the event). Later I was talking to John whom I'd first met two weeks ago. He was mortified that he'd left his floggers at home by mistake. No problem - I had mine with me and he fell in love with my heavy flogger and put it to good use on my back - about fifty lashes in all. This resulted in a more or less orderly queue forming so he asked if he could borrow it to deal with these guys. Of course he could, he really knows how to use it well.
After a bit of a break Bob found me and asked if I'd had enough and I told him probably not. By now I'd been repatriated with my heavy flogger and I told Bob that I also had my three-foot horse-whip with me though I wasn't sure how much of it I would be able to take. Anyway, we found a space and he gave me two sets of 25 hard strokes with the heavy flogger. This was followed by twelve very accurate and hard lashes with the whip - which was about as much as I could cope with. This earned me congratulations all round!
Finally, Ron having just told me we couldn't play as he was leaving, I found M2 who is not often in the Club. I asked if he was looking for another victim and spent the next 20 minutes over his knees getting a really hard spanking and paddling and, I think, some with a Ferulla, which is, for me, the most unfriendly implement yet devised! I was still sore and tingling on Monday evening!
30th June 2001 Heavy Session at 31 Club Skip this entry
Ron and I had planned to meet today when I was last in the Club three weeks ago. When he hadn't turned up by 15:00 I was beginning to get a bit edgy! He strolled in a few minutes later and we chatted briefly and I showed him the two paddles I'd bought with me. He liked them but didn't want to use them since he preferred the weight and balance of the two he had with him. One is a stiff leather spanking paddle and the other a wooden spanking paddle about half the thickness of my Maple Paddle but about the same size (see my toys pages). I didn't go downstairs straight away but stayed chatting upstairs until about ten minutes into playtime. I watched Ron paddling a very nice butt for a while and then he saw me standing there and ended that session pretty quickly and beckoned me over. I took off my shorts (I was wearing very thin white cotton ones with a pale yellow singlet) and got over his knees. It started very mild indeed, which was good because I'd not played at all for three weeks. But of course it soon got heavier and twenty minutes later I had to decide to take a break. After all - I wanted to be able to come back for more at the end of the afternoon!
Half an hour or so later I was watching a guy getting flogged with a small flogger which looked like fun. So when that had finished I asked the Top (John) where he got the flogger from. He said he got it from a mate who makes them but couldn't remember the company. I said I thought Quality Control made the best toys and then he remembered that the guy who made his was the guy from Quality Control! Anyway, I asked if he wanted to use it on me and we found a space to play and I took my top off and stood against the wall. I took a total of 24 strokes and that was enough! Being smaller than my flogger, it hurt a hell of a lot more! But John was reading me very well and he decided stop just when I'd decided, though he did suggest we complete the two dozen strokes! Then he turned me round and told me to stand with my back against the wall. That alone felt sexy, the wall was refreshingly cool! Then, using just the top six inches of the flogger's tails, he gave each of my tits 24 strokes. I wasn't expecting that so I'd not got a chance to get my head round it. But when he pinched my tits between his fingers afterwards - instant stiffy! We agreed to play again next Club, when I'll be knowing what to expect.
So - after another break, to find Ron again. He was paddling away when I turned up and I'm sorry the bottom guy got such a short session again! This time I stripped naked and it did feel good to be across his leather-clad knees. Again a fairly gentle start but after just a few swats they were getting really, really hard. I'm so glad he didn't use my Maple Frat Paddle, he was right. It would have been much too heavy for swats like that! We carried on for about 20 minutes again and I was getting really close to standing up towards the end but I was, nevertheless, enjoying it too much. I was just hoping I wasn't getting bruised 'cos I am on for a session on Wednesday and another paddling from Ron in a week. Anyway, when we'd finished (yup - I did stand up!) I found a mirror in the toilets and was pleased that, though it felt very tender and looked red, no obvious marks seemed to be developing. Back home - there's just a pinkness and typing this 24 hours (exactly) later I still feel very tender but there's nothing at all to show for it!
9th June 2001 At the Club yet again! Skip this entry
This time I met Jim at my local rail station - he'd flown in from Europe and got the train from the airport. Later in the day we drove down to 31 Club. Not a lot to write up since the afternoon's fun was an almost exact repeat of the first half of last week's week's session - including people getting in our way.
Later on I found Bob and, partly because Mac had challenged me "Bet you can't take 12 of Bob's cane!", asked him to give me 25 with his strap, 12 with his cane, followed by 25 with my flogger and finally as many as I could take with my Horsewhip. I did fine until the Horsewhip - I'd forgotten how much that hurts! I think we stopped at twelve but I was incapable of counting! And that was me done for the afternoon!
Back upstairs Ron and I agreed that we'd certainly play when we are both next in the Club - 30th June.
2nd June 2001 Jim at 31 again. Skip this entry
Jim is back in the UK for a few days and we'd arranged to meet at 31 Club. As it happens Ron was also there, all the way from Australia! Ron told me he'll be back in the UK in a few weeks so I reluctantly decided to play with Jim as playing with both would be too much - last time I got paddled by Ron my butt peeled a few days later like sunburned skin. Read about it here. I was already at the Club when Jim arrived, coincidentally at the same time as Ron.
Playtime started and there was quite a rush to get downstairs and claim an area to play! By the time I got down Jim was laying into someone and Ron was busy paddling someone I don't know. I had to queue for Jim so I went and got warmed up by Bob who used his soft leather strap on my shorts - not that they gave any protection, I was wearing the ones with all the holes! When Jim and I started he used my Borstal Strap and also his whip on my butt before stripping me and using my flogger on my back and then on my butt. Then he really laid into me with the Borstal Strap and my Lochgelly Tawse. I became aware that people were just drifting around aimlessly and might drift into Jim's back-swing. This put me right off and we stopped. I do wish on-lookers would have some awareness of the space needs of players!
Jim and I did play again towards the end of the afternoon - for about 20 minutes continuously - 'cos by that time a lot of guys had gone home so there was much more space to play. It's not often I "fly" ant the Club but I was surely flying after the first five minutes or so!
20th - 28th May 2001 Five go mad in Cornwall Skip this entry
Sunday morning we packed up the car and set off to pick up Steve in West London for the long drive down to Cornwall. By the time we got to Steve's the sun had come out and the day was warming up so I burrowed in my bags to find a pair of shorts to change into. As it happens I was able to stay in shorts all of the coming week! Bob and Paul made the journey in Bob's car.
No play on Sunday as we were all so tired after the drive. Generally agreed to play on Monday. In fact, I didn't play for long as I was still very tired, but I did get a long hand-spanking from Bob followed by the Borstal Belt and Tawse. I watched the others play for a while then took myself up to bed, leaving them playing.
No play on Tuesday but I was feeling very frisky late Wednesday afternoon and, with Jim having to go home by train (well, as far as Heathrow!), I asked him for a session after I'd changes into my very holy denim cut-offs (almost more holes than denim these days. What a session we had! Forty five minutes of continuous play without even a short break. Wow, was I in the mood! I think Jim used all of my toys and few of Bob's as well. Favourites seemed to be my Borstal Strap and Tawse and Bob's heavy soft-leather strap which packs a very big punch, especially when the shiny side was used. He also used my Heavy Flogger and I'd have liked him to upgrade to the Horsewhip but I think the way we had the room laid out was making those implements difficult to use properly.
Several times during the session I was forced to cry out involuntarily due to the force of the impact! I think it was the Tawse and Bob's paddle that did this. (Not that I'm complaining, you understand!) Willie stood to attention for pretty much the whole session and at the end I was absolutely exhausted after I'd cum. It took me a long time to float down back to earth, having been "flying" for such a long time! Although the others played a few times more, I didn't play again for the rest of the week - didn't need to after that! (Plus I was briefly very unwell Saturday evening, but that saga could fill another whole diary.)
19th May 2001 Jim at 31 Club Skip this entry
Jim arrived from the USA this morning to come with a bunch of guys from 31 club to Cornwall on holiday. I met him outside the Club and he put his bags (except the one with the toys!) in my car. After we found something to eat we went back to the Club and checked in. Pretty well as soon as play-time was announced we went downstairs and played for about half an hour, sometimes with Jim's toys and sometimes with mine. We didn't play all that hard though - Jim said he was saving me for the holiday!
The Club was very quiet and I didn't play again until almost closing time when I found Jim again and we had about 20 minutes play, mostly with my Heavy Flogger and my Borstal Strap. In spite of Jim wanting to save my butt for the holiday, t was really glowing and tingling when we drove home!
12th May 2001 Wot! No play!? Skip this entry
Looks like a whole month without play but that's not strictly true. Due to not feeling 100% I've only arranged a few sessions and most of those never gelled into full sessions anyway. The last of these was at 31 Club on Saturday 12th May. I met Jack there and another slave of his and the plans were to go to a mate's flat after Club to play further. However, I soon realised at the Club that I was not very well. I did get a brief flogging from Mike but I think he spotted before I did that playing was not sensible and he stopped well before the time he normally would. So - instead of going on to play I waited till the end of Club so I could return the flat keys and drove home - to spend almost 24 hours asleep!
Before that - on 2nd May - I was on board the annual canal holiday with a bunch of guys from 31 Club. I only played once and then got just three minutes of spanking, three minutes of paddling and a final 24 strokes of the cane. That was all! Prior to that Steve came over to my place on April 18th, mainly for a photo shoot but we did have a short CP session at the end which consisted of a couple of hundred strokes from assorted implements including a final ten with my heavy Irish Priest Strap. All in all, and without wishing any disrespect to any of the Tops involved (after all, it was me who was off form!) nothing to write home about!
13th April 2001 Party at Bob's Skip this entry
As usual, Bob's party was great fun. We didn't start to play until after dinner and I started by getting a long, sexy spanking from John who I'd not seen for far too long. He also used a couple of paddles before handing me over to Bob for some with a Borstal Strap and then the first of several floggings from U who makes his own excellent floggers. One was a heavy rubber one but with leather as the outer layer to take some of the sting out of the impact. Packed a really heavy punch and left me slightly bruised across the shoulders in the morning. At some stage I got a heavy going over with Bob's tawse and also with my heavy Irish Priest Strap. By ten I was getting tired out so I set off for home. It is never a good idea to play when I'm tired, that's when broken skin and bruises start to happen.
The following day I went down to 31 Club but I wasn't feeling too good so decided not to play. Nothing planned now until Friday 20th with Adam in Kent.
7th April 2001 Fab afternoon at 31 Skip this entry
In spite of probably over-doing things recently I decided to go down to 31 Club and I have to say that I'm really pleased that I did! I had a real blast there, maybe because with so much play recently my butt was toughened! I played with no less than five tops, at least one of them more than once. Started with M2 who gave me a very long, very erotic and increasingly heavy hand spanking in the wheelbarrow position. He insisted I got naked before he started. For the first time in a long while being spanked got me hard! After that I found P who gave me fifty with his Borstal Strap on my naked butt - a real challenge but I was on a roll by now. So was willy!
A short break and then I found N who doesn't go to the Club very often but is the best hand-spanker in the business. It wasn't long before I was naked and back in the wheelbarrow position and getting a spanking severe enough to turn willy soft again. I was beginning to wish I'd taken my flogger along, if only to give my butt some respite! After a longer break of about half an hour I then got a spanking and paddling from R, rapidly followed by a similar session from M who I'd not seen for ages. Finally I got a taste of Bob's strap and tawse and half a dozen with P's heavy cane. I don't think I've ever played that hard in a single two-hour time-slot! My butt was really hot by the end of the afternoon and still tingling a couple of days later.
2nd April 2001 200 from Mac Skip this entry
I have to say I was not in the best of moods when Mac arrived. Stress at work, you know the thing. Anyway I did get time to change, as instructed into my Boy Scout uniform (yes - it really is the one I wore when I was fourteen! So you really want to see it? - click here!) and it wasn't long before I was over Mac's knees for a brief hand-spanking and three dozen swats with assorted small paddles including my Maple Frat Paddle. Then I had to stand up and take the shorts off and bend over an armchair to be given another four sets of twelve (which I had to count) with a Tawse, a large paddle, my new Irish Priest Strap and a thin cane.
Then Mac took my shirt and scarf off and started to experiment with my five-foot horsewhip - not very successfully it has to be said 'cos it's really too long to use indoors. So he switched to the three-foot and things got better. For those who don't know, using whips is highly skilled work and it was only afterwards I discovered that Mac had never used one before! I didn't count the whip lashes but I guess about fifty or sixty.
Then I was back over the armchair for a whole load more with the Priest Strap and Tawse and Borstal Strap - I wasn't told to but I counted them mentally and, when he paused, I told Mac we'd reached "Eighty six not including the whip". After a short break we tried to play with my very long dildo but it soon became clear I wasn't up to it today. Mind you - he did very nearly fist me, but not quite. One day we'll make it. Then he played with my tits but, amazingly, even that didn't wake willy up fully! So only one thing to do...
It was back over the chair for more beatings and canings, some of which were very heavy and I was almost on the point of giving up but I'd realised that Mac's target was now probably 200 strokes in total so I persevered! After 200 I got fucked as usual and even that didn't wake willy up. See what stress can do for your sex life!
31st March 2001
31 on 31st! Skip this entry
For the first time in the Club's history, 31 Club met on 31st of the month! Being the last Saturday in the month I realised there would not be many people there so I could take my "heavy artillery" - four-foot horsewhip, Irish Priest Strap, Heavy Leather Paddle and Borstal Strap! When the place is crowded there's not enough room to safely swing some of those! I knew Bob would be there and we had sort of arranged, with the bar owner's permission, to do a demonstration on stage before playtime. 31 strokes of course! But the bar owner wasn't there so we couldn't get permission.
When playtime started I found Bob downstairs and he warmed me up with a very heavy set of swats from his soft leather strap on my Rugby shorts. Fortunately I was already kinda warmed up still from Wednesdays sessions otherwise he's not have laid in quite so hard. Then he got me to take my shirt off and gave me 31 hard lashes with my flogger - with almost everyone there pausing to watch us celebrate the occasion! That was enough for me for the time being so I went upstairs to socialise.
Downstairs again Bob and I played for quite a while with a variety of implements including (only 20 as I couldn't take any more) the Horsewhip and the Priest Strap which a few onlookers decided to try, adding vastly to my reputation 'cos if you ain't used to it - it feels a whole lot nastier than if you are!
28th March 2001 Second session with Master D Skip this entry
I think it was over a year ago I played with Master D for the first time. Our work diaries had conspired to ensure we didn't play again but his recent departure from work meant he could be flexible and I had some time off as leave so it seemed an ideal chance to pick up again. So - after a nightmare drive to get to his place (roadworks and a major pile-up ahead) I arrived about forty minutes late.
We sat and chatted for a long time, which was good to catch up after so long a break. When we started to play I was bent over a stool and Master used a variety of implements on my butt, some of his paddles, and also my own Maple Frat Paddle and heavy leather paddle. Once I'd been warmed up I had to take my shorts off and then he really laid into my butt! It was only an hour later we stopped and decided we were hungry! But not before he played severely with my tits and had made me cum! After a meal I was over Master's knees for a hand-spanking plus a very long spanking with the various paddles. After that I was given wrist restraints to put on and my arms spread above me head to chains hanging from the ceiling so he could give my back a thorough flogging. This he continued to do until my arms began to go cold and numb about twenty minutes after he'd started.
24th March 2001 Playtime in Paris! Skip this entry
Bob had arranged a trip to Paris to join the club known as "Le Clef" for one of their dinners and play parties. There were six of us from 31 Club going along and staying in the same hotel together. We arrived at Le Clef at about eight and got registered and paid for our tickets and so on and commandeered a table for eight (two other English guys were joining us at the club). Dinner started a little after nine and was served by "Indian braves" dressed in only a loin cloth and some war paint and each of them was drop-dead-gorgeous! Between each course we had a stripper to add to the fun and with five courses the dinner lasted until after midnight.
After dinner the whole room was cleared of furniture while we were served yet another free drink in the bar and then it was playtime. I watched a guy spanking someone and sort of hung around hoping he'd do the same to me. Having no French it was a case of sign language only but we soon sorted things out and I got a very thorough and erotic spanking. After that I found Bob and we gave a lengthy demonstration of Flogging (I'd taken my heavy flogger with me) which the French guys seemed to really appreciate as they don't much go in for flogging in France. Several guys came up and asked Bob if they could try it out. By then I was getting too tired (or drunk!) to play safely so we got a cab back to our hotel.
17th March 2001 Real blast at 31 Club! Skip this entry
Something of a last-minute decision to go to 31 today. (By the way, visit their website at www.31clubuk.com.) I wore very faded black Rugby shirt and shorts (no underwear of course) and some long black sox to complete the fancy dress. At least the shirt is warm - I didn't want to freeze like I did last time (see 5th March). Had a long chat with a guy who'se name I don't remember - he was wearing jeans and a Springbok (South Africa) Rugby shirt. Anyway we agreed that we'd play once playtime was announced and I went downstairs to find him. We found a space and a chair and I was given one of the longest and most erotic hand-spankings I can recall! Not specially heavy but it did get challenging when he used a small leather spanking paddle on me. I guess this must have gone on for about half an hour - the first half with my shorts still on. When we finished I really felt warm and glowing!
After a break I went back downstairs to find C who is a very heavy top, but I was in the mood. He gave me twelve strokes on my shorts with a really heavy leather strap - about a foot long and 4" wide with a wooden handle. These really thumped into me but I was loving it! He gave me another twelve with the shorts off! Then I found R who I've wanted to play with for ages and I was surprised and really pleased when he agreed to deal with me. This was another very long scene, all over his knees but with a variety of implements and without the shorts. We got quite an audience and he was really laying into me with a stiffened leather paddle towards the end! I'd have liked to continue with heavier stuff, bent over the chair, but I think R had spotted a prettier victim!
Finally - I went back to C for another twelve with his strap on my naked butt and then he gave me six with a really thick, heavy cane. Ouch! All-in-all, a really great afternoon out for me.
14th March 2001 Great session with Mark Skip this entry
This session was postponed from a while ago and Mark had promised me 12 strokes of my Tiger Cane for moving the feast. Unfortunately, that cane broke some while ago so I set out every cane I possess for him to choose an alternative. This twelve proved to be the last at the end of a really great session.
I was told to be naked when Mark arrived so I was. We sat and chatted for a while - well an hour - before the action started with a really heavy hand spanking and then plenty of paddles, finishing with a really hard beating with my short whip, but across my butt. I was really sweating by the time we took a break!
Session two was much as before but seemed to be even harder! I was really enjoying it and was trying to push my butt out to greet the strokes but Alan pushed me back down each time. Finally, it was time for the final twelve strokes with the cane. Not sure which cane he chose as I was still bending down but, whichever it was, it was extremely effective!
7th March 2001 Session with Steve after a long break Skip this entry
Haven't played with Steve for ages so I was really looking forward to getting together again. I'd agreed to clean out in case we decided to go for fisting but we'd decided "no pressure". As it happens, I didn't even do all that well with dildos so all idea of fisting were soon abandoned. I did get soaked with Steve's piss a few times though and we had a couple of really good CP sessions too. No-one has played with my tits for months so when Steve started on then he was surprised at the intensity of the reaction - it was great though!
Toward the end of the sessions I was chained up spreadeagled and Steve was alternately playing with my tits (to keep me hard) and beating my butt with my heavy leather paddle. To my surprise I shot my load while he was beating me really hard (I can steel feel the tingle today, three days later)!
5th March 2002 Saturday at The Club, Monday with Mac Skip this entry
Went to The Club on Saturday - I'd been told by S to wear a skimpy black cap-sleeve t-shirt and even more skimpy thin black cotton shorts which have a side vent or slit right up to the waistband! The only way to stop bits from falling out is to stay slightly hard all the time! Unfortunately S failed to show up and it was really cold there and I was soon shivering! I got so cold that when we started to play (naked hand spanking from K) my pain threshold was really, really low. I did play with Bob (two dozen strokes with a thick, soft leather strap) but it was too painful to be fun! So I went upstairs to warm up.
Back downstairs with Bob I suggested that he used his rubber flogger on me (after all, I'd asked him to bring it with him!). He gave me fifty strokes in two lots of twenty five but I still didn't feel quite right so I suggested he changed to the leather strap and I took off the shorts. Bob lost count at 80 swats but I'm pretty sure I took 100. And I was quite enjoying myself! But not enough to continue so I called a halt and decided to call it a day. One of the great things about the Club is the socialising as much as the CP play so it wasn't a wasted afternoon. Check out the Club's website at www.31clubuk.com.
On Monday Mac called on his way home from work - he'd told me to wear my Boy Scout uniform and that I was going to get 200 strokes of the cane. After Saturday I wasn't too sure about this! He also told me I would be expected to take the whole of my two biggest dildos and I felt OK about that 'cos I was working at home to I could get prepared with some butt-plugs while I worked on my computer. (Maybe it was the distraction of the plugs that make me mis-key something which caused both machines and both printers to start playing hard-to-get!)
Mac arrived early while I was still struggling into my shorts (well they are the ones I used to wear when I was 14!). I let him in and continued to loop the belt through the loops and buckle up. He announced considerable satisfaction with the overall effect! (I don't want to post a pic of the uniform on this site - please e-mail me if you want to see it.) I was soon over his knees for a hand-spanking followed by further sets of twelve with my Maple Paddle, a small leather spanking paddle and another leather paddle. Then I had to take my shorts off and fetch my long red dildo (9.5 inches or 24cm tip-to-balls and 7 inches or 17cm around the base) which was being kept warm in some hot water. The warmth makes the rubber more pliable as well as preventing those spasms that make cold dildos harder to take than a warm cock! For me this dildo is a real challenge - after all 24cm is 15% of my total height! It felt absolutely wonderful going in and I got instantly rock hard. Only when it got to the bend did it begin to actually hurt but even that obstacle was soon through. I think I took the whole thing - at least Mac didn't complain! I kinda missed it when he took it out again! Then I had to fetch my "big, black" dildo (7.5 inches or 19cm tip-to-balls and 8 inches or 20cm around the base - maybe not big by your standards but it's huge for a tiny guy like me!). It slipped in so much more easily than ever before but suddenly began to feel really sore when about two thirds of the way in - I stayed hard though and really wanted to take the whole thing. Mac tried gently to persuade it in but I could feel something going into spasm and it was getting too sore so we decided to take it out and maybe try again later.
So - it was time for the caning! The first hundred where given in sets of twelve, each with a different cane with an extra four strokes to make up the hundred. I was offered a break but this turned out to be about thirty seconds only - maybe the short-less Boy Scout uniform was getting too much for Mac! Then I had to stand with my arms stretched as far above my head as I could get them and I got twenty. Then Mac said that looked so good he just had to give me another twenty like that! The next twenty were given with me leaning over the back of chair, then Mac put two chairs back-to-back and I was kneeling on one, bent over the backs, with my arms resting down on the other. That's how I got the final forty. 200 strokes, pretty much straight off - that's a new first for me and I stayed hard right through to the last five or so which were so hard I was sure they's cut me. Mac didn't tell me to stand up or anything so I stayed put and soon felt his fingers applying lube - closely followed by one of the best fucks I can remember - I shot loads, which is very unusual for me. Mac reckoned the cane marks would still be there in the morning - I think I was kinda disappointed to find they weren't!
19th February 2001 Another quickie with Mac Skip this entry
Mac had intended to be at Saturdays Club with Tim, me and Jim but was unable to make it so we set up a quickie at my place for today, Monday. It has to be said this was not my finest hour! I guess I was still a bit shell-shocked from Saturday - or indeed from all the fun so far this year! I was working at home so was able to spend an hour preparing for the session by inserting butt-plugs of increasing size at 20 minute intervals until I was "wearing" my biggest plug when Mac arrived. Oh - I'd be told to be bollock naked when I answered the door!
The aim of this session was for me to take all of my biggest dildo (something I've never done) but we'd agreed not to try fisting as that had left me so sore last time. Well, I can report that it was not as painful getting past the head as it had always been before but I was disappointed that we got no further than last time - about three quarters of its length. Mind you - that's still a hell of a lot of rubber!
So Mac changed over to giving me some CP with a variety of implements. We were aiming for 200 strokes but he decided I'd had enough around 150, just after ten with the Irish Strap which Jim had so kindly(?) given me on Sunday morning. There certainly seemed to be bruises. When Mac had gone and I'd had a shower the bruises were gone - must've been dye off the strap! Anyway - I've been playing too much this year so I need a week at least without play. So, next planned session is in 8 days with Mark!
17th February 2001 At The Club with Jim Skip this entry
Jim had flown overnight from the USA, just to come to 31 Club today! We met (Jim, Tim and I) for lunch before going on to The Club. We got there early and the place was empty but had filled up by playtime an hour later. I'd asked Jim to bring his really heavy Irish Priest Strap with him and, since he was carrying one implement, he bought some other favourites as well including a long multi-tailed whip. I had a selection of my own toys including my Tawse, Borstal Strap, Paddles and my Flogger. I went down to the play area a couple of minutes after Jim and when I got there he was already laying into some guys butt! I kinda hung around, hoping to be next in line. I was! But it was Tim who grabbed me to "warm me up" with a multi-fingered leather paddle. I was wearing white Gym shorts and a white singlet and after a few swats with a leather paddle I'd had enough! I asked Tim to stop, hoping this was not going to be one of those days my threshold was rock bottom! Anyway I hung around Jim again and when he started on me I quickly took the shorts off, soon followed by the singlet so Jim could get at my shoulders with my flogger and his whip. Jim has a sense of timing in play which I have not experienced in any other Top. He takes the rhythm from the natural rhythm of the implement plus, I guess, his reading of how the Bottom is doing. In The Club this is hard because people keep pushing past when it's crowded, but there were times when everything clicked just fine and I was really flying! Attracted quite a crowd too!
Then I went a played with Bob who used my flogger on my back and butt and his tawse on my butt - we did at least fifty strokes of each, I'd been so well prepared by Jim! Then I needed a rest. About an hour later I found Jim again and stripped naked and we had a fantastic session again. There were fewer guys about so no-one was getting in Jim's way. I don't know what he used or how many strokes 'cos I was really flying and I have no memory of details when in that magical state of mind! I did come down to earth with a bump when Jim told me I was going to get ten strokes with the Irish Priest Strap! That thing has 3oz (about 80g) of lead sewn into the strap near the business end - wow, it packs a serious punch! But I'd had a lot so far this year so knew I could cope. Maybe if they'd been unannounced I'd still be flying!
We left The Club early to go with A back to his flat to carry on playing until dinner time. Tim had been topping A most of the afternoon at The Club. Back at A's flat we started pretty well straight away with Jim topping A, then me. When Tim turned up he joined in the fun too. We had a really great time and I can see why Jim would want to fly eight hours to take part! Next morning he had to leave London around 1500 to get back home to the US!
9th - 11th February 2001 A weekend with V. Skip this entry
V likes me to wear an old Boy Scout uniform I have when he arrives - as I've said before, it's a boon that my front door is not overlooked! He rang to say he'd be with me very early so I had to really rush to get the uniform on but I was ready by the time he arrived. After a coffee and and a chat he took the uniform off and used a few paddles and quite a lot of bastinado cane on my butt. Just enough to warm me up. After dinner V told me to put on just some silky soccer shorts. I lay on the sofa while V sat in an arm-chair close to the sofa with his hand up my shorts, fondling my butt. Now that really gets me switched on! He went and got a thin cane and started bastinado on my butt, through the shorts. When he'd removed my shorts he continued with bastinado but with six proper strokes of the cane after each short period of bastinado strokes (very rapid, light strokes).
We didn't do a great deal more Friday evening ;cos we were both too tired (he from his drive and me still from Wednesday night. First thing in the morning, however, I was laid on my front in bed and he gave me a lot more cane and bastinado on my butt and fucked me with one of my dildos! After a wander round the town and lunch we went back to my place where he wrapped me in cling film having got me to put a metal cock ring on plus a metal ring which just fitted snugly round the head of my cock. Being wrapped up in cling film is very interesting - a kind of sensory deprivation is suppose. It was certainly extra-stimulating when he broke the film to expose my tits and put tit-clips on them - much more so that if I'd not been wrapped up. Then he broke the film near my cock so he could attack croc-clips to the two rings at each end of my cock. These were plugged into my little electrical stimulation box (actually a so-called "slimming" machine). The pulses through my cock were at the same time very painful and very stimulating! He left them going while he used the cane on my butt. By the time he started to take the cling-film off I was really soaked with sweat inside my cocoon!
Later that evening we tried what had best be described as an experiment in position and activity that could have gone OK if he's had an assistant! Is it was it didn't work too well and there's no point in revealing relative non-events here. One day we'll get it right! Anyway, on Sunday morning first thing I got another caning - including right on my cock before V had to head for home mid-morning. It has been eleven months since we last played and we've agreed to try and get together more often to build on the experiments I've not reported here!
7th February 2001
Long wet Session with Jack Skip this entry
This session was exactly one year less a day from our last one! Regrettably I'd been on call, and been called out, the night before and didn't get back home 'till almost four in the morning. I didn't get much sleep either so by the time Jack arrived at half eleven in the morning I'd probably had no more than four or five hours sleep. I was feeling frisky though!
We stared with a hand spanking during which Jack took off my red silky shorts (all I was wearing and his choice). Then I had to lean against the sofa, bending down and received a hundred strokes (in sets of twelve, then the extra four) from a variety of implements. Then I had to kneel on the floor so Jack could soak me with his piss. When I'd dried off we were both pretty hungry so we stopped while I made us a snack and we watched some of my home videos.
When we started again we repeated the 100 strokes as before but this time I was bent over my bar-stool and the level was just a bit harder than before. After this I was laid on my back on the sofa and Jack carefully pushed a sterile catheter up into my bladder. This he attached to a short length of tubing at the end of which was a gag which he put into my mouth and buckled behind my neck. It was impossible to block all three holes in the mouthpiece with my tongue so it was impossible to stop my piss from coming into my mouth, so I just had to drink it while Jack gave me another 168 strokes (14 dozen) with my Tawse and a cane. I was relieved when he took the gag out of my mouth and stoppered up the catheter. I'd drunk a lot and was feeling, temporarily, queezy!
We then broke for a while although, with hindsight, it may have been better to have kept going. When we started again I had to put on tight jeans and a tee-shirt and kneel on the floor while Jack pissed over me - and into my mouth - again. Then, still wet, I had to lay on the floor so he could cane my butt through the soaked jeans. I find that a tremendous turn on and raised my butt to meet his cane! I only got 32 strokes but that made the total up to 400 dead. Then I had to change into just a tight grey tee-shirt and kneel again for him to soak me again. By now I was beginning to feel really tired and cold and the catheter was not feeling right ('cos I was so tired?) so I was allowed to get dried up and take the tube out.
Finally, I got another 170 strokes (14 dozen plus two) to make the total 570 from a selection of implements but I was too dog tired to make the final 30 to bring it to 600. I may not know Jack that well - it had been a year since we met. But I trust him to read me perfectly. He knew I was too tired to continue to play safely with me before I had fully realised this fact. I do hope we can get together again soon!
3rd February 2001 At The Club and after... Skip this entry
The club now has it's own website at www.31clubuk.com so check it out. I'd arranged to meet Mac there and then go back to his place to carry on the fun. The only guy I played with at Club was Bob who gave me an initial 50 with my Borstal Strap and big leather paddle and then, after a half hour break, at least a further two or three hundred with the same plus a two-tailed tawse and my flogger. We both lost count we were having such fun!
Back at Mac's we started with me kneeling on a narrow bench, head down, and I got sets of twelve from a variety of implements including a heavy cane that Mac had asked me to bring. We moved on to various positions and by the end of the day I'd exceeded 500 strokes again, with a wide variety of implements of mine, Bob's and Mac's. Unfortunately, I had to rush off home so we had to call a halt to the session before we'd really got into the swing of things, so to speak.
29th January
2001 Nearly there with Mac Skip this entry
Mac and I had been planning this session before we went to The Club on 27th. I was to be "dressed" just as for our previous session (January 11th) - naked but with wrist and ankle restraints on and, this time, a butt plug in place. He also wanted me to work up to my biggest plug. This took me almost an hour but, as instructed I was wearing my biggest plug when he arrived. I knew he wanted to fist me but I'm still a little uncertain if I want to be fisted at all. Though by the end of the session I knew again that I do want to be!
We started with me over Mac's knees. He used the conical shape of the plug to relax my muscles and then told me to get up and lean, bending over, on my sit-up bench. (I don't use it for sit-ups!). Mac retrieved my very big black dildo from the bowl of hot water it was warming up in and dried if off and lubed it. I was really surprised how easily it went in - usually it's a real struggle. Mind you, I had warmed it through and I'd also used it myself a few days ago in preparation for this evening. After several minutes it was all in except about an inch, according to Mac. But I just couldn't cope with it all so Mac slowly withdrew it and started to use his hand. As usual, I found this really painful but I thought I really wanted Mac to fist me at last. Well, we tried but somehow I just couldn't take that last extra width of the knuckles. But - I found I could mostly concentrate on the fantastic sensations going on in there instead of the pain and I know that I do want it to finally happen one day. Trouble is, after a long time of trying I was getting just plain sore!
So we concentrated on punishment instead! I was shackled down onto my bench and given sets of twelve hard strokes with a variety of implements. Some were in sets of twenty. Sorry, we were having too much fun to take any pix! I guess about a hundred hard strokes in all, maybe a few more. After a break to drink and chat we tried fisting again but it was just too sore and we didn't get any further. So, after a brief CP session with me on the bench I was leaning over my bar-stool for 100 really hard strokes in sets of 12 (plus and extra four at the end) which I had to count. Mac finished with sixteen strokes of my heaviest cane and the final four were really laid on. When Mac then screwed me my hole was too sore to enjoy it! Maybe next time!
27th January 2001 With Mac at The Club Skip this entry
I said I'd give Mac a lift to The Club. As it happens it wasn;t a good Club event for me - not least 'cos Mac was taking up all the Top guys' time! (I am the only guy Mac tops, he's usually bottom.) I did get fifty strokes with a Borstal Strap from P who laid the final ten very hard on my naked butt. I went to fetch my big leather paddle but P said he had to leave. A little later I found Simon who is usually bottom (and a very lovely bottom it is too!) and when I said I'd not had enough yet he offered to top me with his leather belt. He gave me about 25 and then a guy who was standing near him took over for another fifty, he was very good. Wish I'd caught his name! And that was all the play I got this Club. Should be better fun next week.
25th January 2001 Burns Night with Two Scots! Skip this entry
I did have an arrangement to attend a Burns Night Supper in London but it got cancelled at the last minute so I was left with nothing to do. Mac had invited me to his place to meet Scott and sort of at the last minute I decided to drive into town. When I got to Mac's place he and Scott had been at it for half an hour. When we got upstairs and Scott had given Mac another dozen with a tawse, I was told to remove my shoes, socks and track bottoms and get over Scott's knees. He gave me a few hand-spanks and the told me to get up and take of my jock-strap. Then I had to lean over the end of the bed and he gave me twelve very hard strokes with the tawse. Obviously no-one had told him I like a slow warm-up! But I didn't want to chicken out - even though so far I wasn't enjoying it at all. After a few more unpleasant beatings I was delighted when Mac suggested he go and get us some drinks while we had a chat. Scott asked if this was the sort of thing I am into and I told him I preferred a gradual warm-up. When we started playing again, Scott alternating between me and Mac, things were much better and willy began to show more than just an interest! Especially when one of them started to gently cane my butt-hole while I was bending over a sit-up bench with my legs wide apart! Finally Scott screwed us both, me first. Hope to meet him again soon.
19th January 2001 Special event at The Club Skip this entry
Once a year The Club hold a "reunion" on a Friday evening instead of the usual Saturday. This was my third one and I decided to wear my see-thru camo tee-shirt and my very torn denim shorts. Guys seemed to appreciate the effort - it was really cold though!
Soon after I got there I heard the dulcet sound of a hand spanking and went to investigate and found N spanking a guys butt and watched for a while. When he'd finished, N beckoned to me and, of course, I responded. He wanted me to remove the shorts which I did (not that they offer the slightest protection, the butt being mostly ripped out!). N is a very good spanker and goes on for a very long time, getting harder and harder all the time. First I was across his knees, then in the "wheelbarrow" position and finally I was kneeling on the floor, crouched down with N standing over me - giving him plenty of room to put some real impact into each swat. By the time he's finished I was really squirming!
A little later I found P and his Borstal Strap and volunteered for twenty strokes, expecting we'd probably do another 20 at least after that. I'm afraid I almost didn't make the first twenty even though I'd left the shorts on! Wow - they really did sting! Maybe 'cos of the earlier spanking which was harder than I'd thought. I decided to rest for an hour. Then my bleep went off demanding my presence twenty miles north within the hour - so I had to leave - not before agreeing with N to visit him at home soon!
16th January 2001 500+ from Bob Skip this entry
It had always been my intention to play with Bob as my first session in 2001 (At the Club, but I wasn't feeling too good - see next entry). Well, at least he got to me second! Bob had told me to change into just my torn (and very short) denim shorts when I arrived so I wore them under my track-suit which I shucked off as soon as I got into his front room. We chatted for a while and then we went upstairs for round one. This started over his knees for a short hand spanking and sets of ten strokes with a variety of small paddles and straps, by way of a warm up. Then I had to bend over his desk and he carried on in sets of twelve using heavier straps, a tawse and a variety of canes. I wasn't doing well with the canes - Bob is not known for pulling his punches!
Then we went into another room where I had to put leather wrist and ankle restraints on before I was tied, spreadeagled and face down, to the bed. Now it was time for Bob to use his rubber flogger which I find much more challenging than my own leather one. Twenty four or twenty five lashes followed by the same number with a Borstal Strap on my butt and then another couple of dozen on my back again with the flogger. This was followed by sets (of mostly 12 but sometimes 20, sometimes 25) using what seemed like a vast collection of implements. One was big softish paddle or strap which I really got into - even when he used it with a lot of force - I think we both enjoyed that bit! After a long time, just when I was really getting jumpy from the constant onslaught, Bob announced a break. An hour later we started again.
For round two I was back on the bed but not tied down. Again I got sets from a huge range of implements though the cane featured more than it did in round one. By now I was coping with it better though. I was also really enjoying the big straps and paddles and was lifting my butt to get them. Invariably this resulted in Bob laying a very hard one quite low down - effectively bashing me back onto the bed! I think we'd both had enough at the same time and I was really glad that he decided to stop even though I was really enjoying it. As I left Bob reckoned that I'd taken at least 500 strokes!
11th January
2001 First session of the Millennium! Skip this entry
I had intended to have my first session this year at The Club on 6th January but, when I got there I wasn't feeling too good so decided not to play. I find it's usually not a good idea to play if I have anything like a bad headache (which I had - real ice-cream-head style!). So - it fell to Mac to start off the year! I'd been told to be naked when Mac arrived (my front door is below street level so not overlooked!) and he wanted a dildo inserted too and my wrist and ankle restraints already in place. Being naked, the dildo wouldn't stay in so I swapped it for a butt-plug which I put in an hour before he arrived.
Soon after Mac arrived I was over his knees and he had swapped the plug for a dildo which he used for a while and then told me to get my big dildo - which really is big for me! He lubed me up and pushed the big dildo slowly in - I'd not taken it for ages and it began to really hurt - but then it always does. Got me nice and hard though! After a while he took the dildo out and cleaned up the lube and started to hand-spank me, followed quite soon by using my spanking paddles and then my Maple Frat Paddle - which I really did find a challenge. The he tied me over my stool and announced that he was going to give me one hundred, in batches of ten! I had to count them too. I don't remember the order of the ten implements used but they included a Lochgelly Tawse, the Frat Paddle, the Bortsal Strap, a riding crop, a small rubber strap that I got recently (and which stings like hell) and at least two different canes - finishing with ten really hard strokes of my thickest, heaviest cane! I was really glad when he untied me to take a break!
After the break Mac had me on my back on the sofa and he clipped the wrist and ankle restraints together so I was kinda trussed up with my legs in the air and my my butt exposed! He use the Frat Paddle for a few strokes, then the riding crop and then a thin cane - which he used to cane my butt-hole! Wow that stung but it was really turning me on! Then he used the smaller dildo for a while and then greased up the really big one and very slowly shoved it in. Later he told me he'd got half way but it was really hurting too much so he took it out gently - I need to practice!
Then it was back over the stool - not tied down this time - for sets of twelve hard strokes with the Tawse and the tick cane, then the tawse again and then again with the thick cane. These were all really heavy but I'd been so well warmed up by now that I was really flying and trying to push my butt out to give Mac a better target! When he then screwed me I shot almost straight away - way before Mac did. I don't usually like being screwed after I've cum but this one was a real winner - I was still rock hard when we'd finished!
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