by DISCIPLINE155A on 2010-06-10, 03:28:55 am
" SO: You are SURE that you really, REALLY, R E A L L Y want to do this", the Master's female assistant asked me today on the phone. "Speak now, or..."
" Or forever hold your fantasy", I replied.
'Yes, smart mouth. Exactly. Are you in?"
I was. I had crossed the Rubicon.
This man and woman team delivers very, very strict prison strap discipline with the Receiver in full, depe restraints.
"Those restraints are VERY intimidating", the Master's female assistant told me in our first conversation. Evidently, alot of folks get totally creeped and claustro'd out just SEEING the big leather two level bench and all the tough as hell leather straps, handcuffs, and other bars, locks, etc. You've got ten restraints holding you down with your behind buck naked and spread out without being able to move a milimeter, I was told. I saw pictures. It was pretty scary, vut what I wanted.
And those prison straps.
These are not mere recreational toys.
This Strap I am to get tomorrow at 11:00 AM Eastern is 9" long by 3 and a half inches wide, and .125 gauge thick. It is dark brown, and it is attached to a dark oak handle. It will cause severe bruising, perhaps some mild laceration, and leave deep marks. It will sting and cut wherever it lands.
I was given a forty-five minute tour de force as well as query session about whether or not I could handle this.
We talked through many of the issues, and I did a skype with the Master who's going to do the deed tomorrow. SCARY GUY. I debated pulling out. But, I am in. He's to attractive, and the fantasy is too real and has bene for too long to abandon it now.
So, my next post will be a post-experience description.
I know who will NOT be sleeping tonight !