I have a friend, R., with whom I play at Crimson Moon parties (mostly — we occasionally cross paths at other parties as well. He’s fun to play with because he’s a huge masochist and can really take it. After the last party at the end of October, he sent me a nice write-up of our scene. I had his permission to share, so here goes:
To Ms Cassandra,
Our house guests have departed. The party was a great event. And now I want to tell you about my experience while submitting to you.
My excitement started to peak when we made the appointment. We both departed the (main area of the) party to get ready. I got the toys laid out, showered and shaved.
Cleanliness is number one. Then I selected underware which I hoped pleased you. And at 8:45 you knocked. My heart raced. We greeted. And I then went into my submission. Down onto the floor. You were in control. Your warmup was perfect, and because of that, I was able to take whatever you wanted to administer. Also you have a great dialog. You are in control.
After a while I was face up. You clamped my nipples, and had the weights add to the pain & pull. Pain & pleasure mixed rapidly. You whipped my nipples, pulled the chain, gave strokes to my cock & balls, legs, then you pulled and twisted my nipples, ooh, that’s so hot, more pain, which melts into pleasure. You slapped my face, a few times, and I could see the look in your eyes. You were in control.
Back on to my belly, you began to ready me for the cane. And after a while, you decided to continue, harder, more onto the legs. You had me in sub space. I was floating. I could think of nothing more to say but “Thank you, Ma’am.” You also used a mix of toys–strap, whip–on my back, butt, legs, and feet, taking my feet to a new feel of pain. WOW! I said inside. Then you installed the slider clamps, TIGHT. More nipple play.
Finally having me get up and against the wall, you played with my nipple chain, talking, your face full of expression, and suddenly … YANK, off came the clamps, which caused my knees to falter. WOW, what a rush of pain and pleasure.
It was followed by you twisting & pulling on my now sore nipples. Sore, but happy sore. Along the way you also did a punch massage; this was new to me. It was thuddy and exciting at the same time.
Next, you had me get on the bed face up. You were going to cane my legs on top. WOW, I’ve never had this. Oh, this hurt, but you said, “Good boy. Ready for the second?” I was breathing heavily. It hurt, too. Then you said I was to take three more. I said, “Yes, ma’am.”
And you delivered them. OOH, they hurt, but they were for you. You were pleased. I was happy.
We then hugged. I was spent but thrilled. But again you jumped on my back. I liked the feeling of your weight while sitting on my back. At first I was at a loss for words, but I did say a great big thank you.
Thats how I felt; it was wonderful. And I am open for more play and other things you might want to try.
Thanks, R., for a hot piece of writing. I’m happy to give you the kind of painful pleasure you crave.