Before I became a London escort, I was a dominatrix for almost two years. BDSM was like my calling, I could never have enough of it. My client for tonight wanted to try his strength in the matter, and I gladly agreed — showing what you love to someone is always fun.
We met in my flat, after all, everything there was ready for a long BDSM session. The client, Jay, came on time, which I appreciated. The other London escort, Lizzie, who also happened to be a good friend of mine, came early. Threesomes were not usually my thing, but I make an exception from time to time. Especially since time I needed a model to demonstrate.
We all sat down on the couch and started discussing our plans for tonight.
“What sparked this interest for you?” I asked Jay, genuinely curious about his motivation.
“I don’t know, I guess I’ve always been a little submissive,” he shrugged, “Most of my ex-girlfriends were pretty bossy, so there’s that,” he laughed shortly and added, avoiding my careful gaze, “And recently, I’ve been watching a lot of BDSM related porn.”
“That’s good, nothing to be ashamed of,” I smiled at him, “Anything in particular you’d like to try?”
“Caning,” he answered without a second of hesitation.
I nodded, exchanging glances with Lizzie — she loved this type of fun and had more experience than me as a caning escort in London.
I talked the details over with him, no bruises left, no blood, just the usual agreement. We decided that first I’d demonstrate on Lizzie, then he’ll try to spank her a little, and then he’ll submit to me.
“Count down from ten, luvie,” I told Lizzie, as I mounted her on the stand.
I took the bamboo cane, which was quite hard, but I knew she’d like the feel of it on her ass.
The first hit landed, and her left arse cheek immediately turned red.
I felt like I was coming home after a long leave, being a London dominatrix escort is what I’m really made for.
“Ten!” she yelled out, her legs shaking slightly.
The cane smacked against her arse with a loud clap again.
“Nine!” she whimpered, shaking her ass on purpose.
This is how she was letting me know to go harder. I listened to her wishes.
“Eight!”
I canned her again, carefully aiming only for her thick, red buttocks.
“Seven!”
I glanced over at Jay, his eyes were a poor portrait of desire. For a minute only our heavy breathing was heard, until the cane whistled through the air.
“Six!” she cried out.
“More or less?” I asked, this time landing a softer blow on her arse.
“Five! Harder!”
Her answer surprised me, but I obeyed. Perhaps changing professions to a London escort has made me softer.
I hit her again.
“Four!”
And again.
“Three!”
And again.
“Two!”
The last strike was so hard it almost hurt my hand.
“One!”
I hanged the bamboo cane back on the display.
“Do you want to have a go with her?” I asked Jay.
He nodded.
“Try with just a little spanking first,” I instructed.
He came closer, and I showed him how he should keep his hand and where to smack her.
Clasp.
His hand landed on her right buttock, leaving a red print.
“Wow,” he commented, looking at his palm with bewilderment, like he had just done magic.
He continued to spank my escort friend for a couple more minutes, until his own hand was red.
“Do you want to try a cane or a whip?” I offered.
He nodded, without specifying which one.
I picked out a plastic cane for him, it was quite soft and flexible. Great for a beginner who didn’t know how to move his wrist, and also wasn’t aware of his own strength.
I showed him the best I could what I was expecting from him, and he quickly got a hang of it.
After just five cuts, Lizzie interrupted with our safe word.
“Sorry, but if I come one more time, I’d pass out,” she laughed.
I unstrapped her and helped her to a glass of water.
“So, you had an orgasm because of this?” Jay asked curiously.
“Of course, more than one,” she laughed.
He looked at me, like a child looks at their mummy for wisdom.
“Well, most slaves come from getting punished,” I shrugged.
“I thought it’s a myth,” he explained.
“Ready to try, then?” I inquired, carefully watching his reaction.
His eyes lit up, as he nodded vigorously.
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