I was out again last night… and at a party that was deliciously unusual.
At the Hellfire Club, apart from lots of glamorous tgirls, there were also several gorgeous females with their partners and I had a great time chatting with lots of people.
On my way there, I’d picked up a sweet, subby tgirl from a local hotel where she was staying. It was her first time out at a party and I think she enjoyed it a lot… especially as I dropped her back at her hotel later with her bottom glowing like the rising sun! But that was later…
It was lovely to see a female Mistress friend and her tart there… the first time I’d seen them both for a good many months and, later, she and I ‘collaborated’ a bit down in the dungeon.
But in the meantime, I’d been chatting with a lovely couple from down under… a gorgeous submissive girl and her Master. I really enjoyed chatting with them, without realising that, later, I’d be doing more than just chatting!
The tgirl I’d brought along from her hotel needed a good spanking… and she deserved it too… so I took her down to the dungeon and draped her across a spanking bench.
Some of you probably know by now that I’m rather good at spanking… even if it does mean I’m blowing my own trumpet… and a very experienced and kinky author friend, based in London, told me a few years back that I am possibly one of the most experienced ‘practitioners’ in London. I’ve certainly spanked well over 350 people over the last few years… mostly females but also some tgirls and even a handful of guys.
I’ve also taught several professional London Dominatrices in the finer arts of walloping bottoms too… and yes, to do it properly really is an art… and the nice result of that has been that, some time later when, on occasion, I’ve found myself chatting with submissives in clubs, I’ve sometimes had extolled to me the skills of certain Dommes who I actually taught… so I must be doing something right!
Anyway, this tart had her skirt pulled up and her cheeks thoroughly heated… and not just by me either. My lovely Mistress friend joined us and a yummy spanking time was had by all… well, by her and me anyway. All the tart on the bench did was wriggle and squirm and keep crying out… you just can’t please some people!
When she’d had enough, I had a hankering to feel the Mistress’ suede flogger myself, so I took the tart’s place on the bench and adored the feeling of soft suede being swished hard across my bare cheeks… mmmm!
Then I spotted that lovely couple from down under again and, seeing how I was fully ‘in the groove’ by now, I asked the Master if he’d allow me to spank his sub. He seemed delighted to agree so, once she was lying over the bench, I slipped her little black skirt up her back to reveal the most miniscule red string tight up between her cheeks. Her delicious little bottom was pushing out as if asking for my attention… so I gave it to her!
I spanked her fairly gently at first until she said she liked it much harder… so I did! Her pretty cheeks became redder and hotter as my hand landed ever harder until I had her gasping and crying out, screwing up her face with the pain. I so enjoyed seeing her pain in her eyes… so pretty!
Then my Mistress friend wanted to have a go at her so I sat down in front of her face and stared into her eyes to watch the pain that was being spanked into her bottom registering across her face! Mmmmmm… lovely… hehe.
We’d just finished and were standing up, hugging and kissing each other, when a tgirl I knew very well came flouncing into the Dungeon. She’s always such a tart and I knew precisely what she needed so, in short shrift, she was upended over that same spanking bench with her bared bottom being heated up deliciously, by both me and the Mistress. Actually, it wasn’t quite bared, ‘cos she still wore a very flimsy pair of transparent net panties, but I didn’t think they gave her any protection and that was proved by the way she was crying and complaining at the top of her voice! Such a drama queen… and she really did deserve it too!
I dropped my tgirl back at her hotel later and reckoned we’d both had a rather exciting night. I know she did, probably feeling her throbbing bottom all night in her hotel room. And I like to think that the lovely girl from down under had a throbbing bottom too and, hopefully, courtesy of her Master, it wasn’t just her bottom that was throbbing for the rest of the night… hehe!
And I certainly did too… after all, what are bottoms for?