I had an SM scene with a big woofy bear of a man and his female submissive. He was gorgeous and when he punched me with both of his huge fists in my chest I flew threw the air before landing in a heap, laughing. I fancied him, he fancied her, she fancied me. It worked well for a few hours. Sometimes he’d tell her to do things to me and I processed it as his energy in the scene, she was just the conduit for his will. Later he got me to kneel on all fours, poured rubbing alcohol on my back, set light to it and then extinguished the flames with a flogger. We have a tradition in the UK on December 25th of pouring brandy over the Christmas pudding, lighting it and singing a carol as you bring it into the room. There were moments when I thought the big bear should wheel me around on a trolley singing a carol as he set light to me. The scene ended when his female submissive decided to show me her slave collar … and it wasn’t around her neck. As she lifted up her skirt I got whiplash looking away. It was difficult to recover after that!
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