One of the treats I always enjoyed before lockdown struck was the opportunity to keep a client in bondage and servitude for hour after hour during an all-day session in The BDSM Laboratory.
Naturally, such a day takes a lot of preparation and planning, but the rewards for the client, and for me, can be well worth all that effort. He submits for hours of intense bondage, various kinds of electrical and manual and vibratory stimulation, and the delights of being close to his Mistress for longer than any man deserves to be: I get the fun of gradually breaking his will, teasing and frustrating him to the max… and the pleasure of making that final decision as to whether or not he might eventually get to produce a sample, and enjoy emptying his balls at the end of the day. What’s not to like about a day like that!
These long-term bondage sessions also give me the chance to play with some of my more esoteric equipment that can take so long to set up that it rarely comes out to play in the shorter sessions that some of my clients require.
In this case, I decided to start the proceedings by dressing the client in rubber and then popping him into the rubber embrace of my Vac Cube, which holds him upright with just his hooded head emerging from the top.
Once it’s connected to a vacuum pump, the air is sucked out, the guy inside is gripped tight, and the thin latex sheets outline every bump and curve of his body to my evil eye. The real wonder, however, is that the weight of atmospheric pressure holds him immovably in place, a natural bondage force that ensures he can’t even wriggle when I start teasing him in my own unique and frustrating way.
For some reason I cannot explain my gaze was drawn to the outlined shapes between his legs and I decided that that was where I would start with powerful vibrations of my Hitachi Magic Wand.
“There’s really no rush today, is there?” I told him as he felt the first teasing touches and vibrations pressed hard against the shaft of his cock.
Those of you lucky enough to have visited me in person will already know that I can bring any man to a gasping climax in no time at all with my wand… but this time I was determined to make him wait for as long as I wanted for that much-desired climax. Just a few minutes of wanding had him shaking, and desperate to be finished: which is, of course, the perfect time to stop the stimulation, change his position, and let his frustration grow.
I don’t think his frustration was helped by my outfit of a black and white rubber catsuit, so tight that it felt as though it had been spray-painted onto my body – nor by the fact that he was wearing a fetching little coloured chastity cage.
Wanting to examine that more closely, I soon had him suspended in a sitting position with his rubber-clad thighs pulled apart and his most tender places exposed to me gaze.
There was hardly time to give him the attention he was craving before I decided on yet another position, and laid him down on the double suspension bed, still gagged and hooded, and wrapped nice and snugly in a leather body bag.
His bondage was very far from over which meant securing him down on the bed, with my white leather straps contrasting beautifully with the black leather of his bondage bag.
One of the advantages of this bag is the zip system which allows me to expose his shaft and fit a Venus wanking machine tube without allowing him any freedom of movement whatsoever. Once that was sucking away, I increased his torment even further by relaxing next to him and adding the wand vibrations back into the mix alongside the Venus tube’s actions.
The long day was still not over (so much fun when I can take my time like that) and so he had to try out the sensations of being suspended face-down in my stylish new sling. It was there that I finally took pity on him after a day of teasing and torment and decided to reach underneath with my trusty wand to produce the relief he was so desperate to receive. Pity does not normally live on my premises… what a lucky slave to session with me on a day I was feeling kind
