Bondage with a twist

Just the other day, I had the most amusing bondage session with a relatively new client.

Over the years, he had visited many professional Dommes, he had visited many local dungeons and would often indulge his passion for bondage when he was interstate and overseas on business. He had the feel of a ‘been there done that’ kind of gentleman. He expected nothing out of the ordinary. He wanted a bondage session. He wanted to be held, exposed, taunted and teased. He wanted it to be ‘real’, secure, he wanted to be unable to escape no matter how he tried and struggled.

It was with much satisfaction that I listened to his enthusiastic feedback at the conclusion of our session. He gushed about how he had never experienced a session that had left him feeling so ‘alive’. He fervently expressed his desire to experience this type of session again.

WHY WAS THE SESSION Soooo DIFFERENT?

Most dungeons are located in easy to reach central city districts, in industrial areas or inner city suburbs. Session are held in atmospherically lit rooms, themed rooms with candles, rich looking fabrics, stone walls or medical rooms. For his session, I took him into my largest play space. The Australian bush. My studio is located on a secluded private retreat, with plenty of bushland and privacy.

He was bound and helpless, spread eagled between two unyielding gum trees. Mother nature was at her most wicked best, the harsh sun licked at his tender exposed skin, he was indeed vulnerable and exposed. Blindfolded he knew nothing of his location. He could feel the wind on his face, the sweat trickling down his chest, he was helpless, at the mercy of mother nature, her biting insect hoards and me. The more he struggled against the bonds, the more he sweated, the more the insects bothered him.

I enjoyed the session very mush because for me, there is nothing better that making a session, REAL.