Hazel and I went to a fetish club last night and spent the
night before/after it in a hotel room.
In the room before the club I had Hazel naked and face-down on
the bed, with some steel cuffs keeping her hands safely behind her back. She
had kept a padlock in my cock piercing all week but had foolishly left the key
lying around in the room so I was able to unlock it then make use of her prone
state. Then I noticed my mark on Hazel’s ass was fading so had to update it.
We got dressed for the club. I was in my pink rubber neck
entry shortie suit with a steel buttplug and small steelheart chastity device
locked on under a tasteful banana yellow rubber jock. Hazel was in a very nice
red and black corset which I enjoyed tightening for her, along with other
matching bits including a short meshy skirt and a micro-hat – all very Christmassy.
The club was quite fun, lots of familiar friends there.
Hazel got flogged a few times by a friend, and I dragged her around for a while
on a lead and had her sat in a cage wearing a gasmask (not quite such a Christmassy
look).
We fell to sleep in the hotel room. I was woken up in the small
hours by someone sucking on my cock but I was still so tired I turned over and
went back to sleep – that’s usually the other way around with us! Then later we
woke and got more frisky – she suggested using duct tape on her which I’d not
done before, but had a go at first giving her a tape gag then taping her hands
together behind her back. I could see her sharp fingernails were still exposed
so put on more layers of tape to protect myself from them. Once she was safely
wrapped I made good use of the parts still exposed to me.
Later I played with the same parts with a glass dildo, my fingers, some vibrators and my fist. I watched as she slowly managed to pull her way out of the tape (quite hot to see).
Later I played with the same parts with a glass dildo, my fingers, some vibrators and my fist. I watched as she slowly managed to pull her way out of the tape (quite hot to see).
As we packed up, Hazel asked if I wanted to be locked in
something (as we’d talked about earlier). I declined, so went free of anything locked
on me, which is unusual for me. I thought afterwards why I’d said that, and
think it’s probably down to feeling rather drained with the start of a cold
coming on so feeling less kink-oriented. I should ensure when I’m back to full
heath that I don’t ‘escape’ unlocked again J
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