I’m sure I’ve mentioned it before in an earlier blog, but it’s rare these days for me to get the opportunity to get out and session offsite: a fact that’s even more true in this current climate.
In the brief pause between lockdowns, however, I did get the green light to move around the country, allowing me to pack my bags and visit a long-standing client who has a wonderful array of kink and fetish desires, including being a cross-dressing male who enjoys wearing Mackintosh coats, and who is also a fan of bondage.
As many of you will know, I don’t advertise the chance that I could visit you, away from my fully equipped London BDSM Laboratory. Let us be honest, I already ask you to jump through hoops just to see me in my own domain… let alone have me travelling halfway round the county with half-a-ton of fetish paraphernalia and a Mackintosh coat in my luggage. On this occasion, however – Lo and Behold – It was happening; I was determined to go, and thus the journey began.
I love it when people are inventive and rig home bondage devices, or when they buy a collection of fetish clothing or equipment to suit their own kink preferences. It makes the games we play so much more special because I always then feel that I’m being offered a window into someone else’s private, kinky fetish world.
For this client, the games began with us donning matching Mackintosh coats and enjoying the fun of doing a photo-shoot together.
We took photographs both indoors and out with a selection of those Mackintosh coats and hats, in a variety of colours and styles. Buckled-up to perfection, we were like a pair of giggling giddy girls as we swooned, sashayed, and posed in a multitude of angles and positions to capture the fetish delight of wearing these wonderful Mackintoshes he enjoys so much.
I have owned a number of these Mackintosh coats over the years, although I will admit to now tailoring my collections down to a few because I’ve found that people into rainwear, Mackintosh clothes, plastic-macs or cagoules are very, very particular about the precise type of coat, or the exact length, or material they desire.
It’s often true that the style of garment which one fetish fan craves to feed his fetish can be totally different from that desired by another. I’ve also found that, sadly and wrongly I think, some men feel embarrassed or ‘silly’ to admit what turns them on. They may decide to give up their fetish and clear the decks of their coats… only then to buy them again.
By contrast, I am pleased to say that my playmate here was revelling in the joy of wearing his Mackintosh just as much as I was: it was a lot of fun.
Of course, this guy’s kinky desires also involve a love of bondage, and so it’s fair to say that he fits well with me in my role as ‘The Bondage Mistress’ which makes us a good match to play together.
For our next game I decided to transform him completely with a cross-dressing costume, including sexy stockings, a skirt, and a shirt. He soon looked like a true ‘bound beauty’, held tight, and forced into inescapable bondage.
To ensure that he was going nowhere I used metal cuffs, leg irons, a chastity device, and a sturdy collar. Naturally, I couldn’t go on without electro-stim, electro-humblers and more being thrown into the mix.
They were needed to add the necessary level of pain and torment because I did want this to be a lengthy bondage challenge which would test both his endurance, and his ability to withstand the frustration of my tease and denial techniques.
We utilised just about everything at our disposal which meant that the games rolled on for hours until, before we knew it, it was time to order a takeout, and look back on the day’s fetish activities.
Now… did someone say food…?
