MMmmmMMMmmmm!! It ranks exceptionally high.
What I have been turning through my mind recently is having somewhere between 6 & a dozen men take me into their subjection. They'd first strip me then hold me down and then each would fuck me hard and cum in me. While the next man is sinking his rod into my ass, the previous would be fucking my mouth and cumming in it or all over my face. All of this they would do in front of a large ravenously appreciative audience of women and men like minded as me.

WEll Casper how did it go?

It was good!!! I've started a little report, but haven't had time to finish it.

There are photos, too :)

tease :p

Back to the original question of a service rendered. I'd have to go with putting it anywhere there's an opening. :devil:

I've thought about this thread for a while and after tempering it with my experience of the difference between technicolor fantasies and black and white reality, ... I would hire two ladies for a year, that would each masturbate and blow me while I read erotic stories to them over 90 days. With what they then know, their job would be to set up a different R&R weekend every 6 weeks for the rest of the year. :tongue:

I like surprises..... that I would like. :D

Finally got around to this report! Sorry it too so long everyone!


So, I had my appointment with Mistress Asha..... and had a great time!

I was incredibly nervous beforehand, and I'm still not sure why. Asha is gorgeous, closest I could find on the net would be this pic. She greeted me in a little waiting room and we discussed the session. At this point I completely forgot what I had actually wanted! All I could think of at the time was strap-on and anal play, and some light bondage and spanking. She asked if I'd had any history of it, and I replied none of bondage and spanking but a fair bit of anal play by myself.

Once we'd talked things over and I'd paid a lot of money, she walked me into a very elaborate dungeon.... a very well stocked dungeon, too! There was a huge array of whips and paddles and dildos and furniture! She showed me some of the things she was planning on using on me, and then told me to have a shower. When she got back, I was to be on my hands and knees on the floor over a towel, and I was not to look up when she entered the room.
Then she leaves... and I suddenly realise I've gone past the point of no return.... here I was, and this is what I was going to do. It was an exhilarating feeling!

After a quick shower, I got on my hands and knees facing away from the door like i'd been instructed to.... and waited..... and waited some more... With every passing minute I'm feeling more and more exposed, vulnerable....

Anyone could have opened the door, and they'd see me on all fours with my slightly parted butt pointing at them! I was tingling all over!

And then, the door opened. I heard footsteps, heels on the concrete... but I couldn't be sure if it was her or not. The person walked all around me, slowly, as if casually inspecting me. Then the person walked out again! A few minutes dragged on (it was probably only 30 seconds or so!) And then the door opened and the footsteps returned, and circled me once again.
Then I felt the lightest, faintest, maddeningly sensual brush of fingertips down my spine, between my shoulder blades. Teasingly, the fingertips glide every so slightly over my back... they're barely touching at all yet I can feel every move they make. Without realising it, I'd been holding my breath and now it all slowly came out as my whole body relaxed.... After a while Mistress Asha (it was her, after all!) commanded me to stand up, and when I did she attached a collar around my neck. She was always behind me, at this point. I never got to see her, only hear her voice, feel her touch.
While I'm standing, I suddenly feel a cold, wet sensation on my neck... down my shoulders, down my back. I'm trying desperately to figure out what it is - lube? some sort of gel? Finally, as the sensation moves down and over my butt, I realise... it's ice! Simple, common, every day ice cubes!

After a while, she orders me to walk forward, to the huge St. Andrew's Cross that dominates the far wall. She hooks me up securely, and attaches a clothes peg to each of my nipples.... and that HURT! Deliciously! ;)

There's some more ice gliding over my body, and now she can reach around to the front and rubs some ice over my chest and tummy... and then gives generous attention with the ice and her figers to my cock and balls.



And, that'll do it for today! More later! I'll start a thread in the Pics of Men forum with the few photos she took ;)

wow - that is excruciatingly sexy!

and may i add i'm glad you had such a great experience. not just because you shared but because it was something you've wanted to do for a while and, although you were nervous, you went ahead with it! kudos, for that.
and --- uhm --- thank you EVER so much for sharing. :D.

Wow Casper! That sounds amazing - I think you've just tempted me to spend my money on a ticket to Australia and a session with Master Paul :p

Awesome. I'm both happy for you and proud you took a risk for something you wanted!

Thanks everyone for your comments! there's a bit more...


By now, it was time for the spanking. Locked up to the cross, I was ordered to shuffle back so my arse was kind of 'sticking out'.
Mistress Asha was really good at varying the pace and strength of the strokes, although to be honest I could have - and would have prefered a harsher punishment. I've always had a high pain-tolerance, and I think I would have wanted it tested a bit more. There were moments when it was approaching "too much" but it was as though she could tell, and backed off. I probably should have asked for more, but for some reason l didn't. Maybe I was in total 'sub mode' or something.

She took the pegs off my nipples, which hurt gloriously, and guided me over and strapped me into the bondage horse. There the spanking continued for a while, and then she got her strap-on ready.

CasperTG,

Living out the fantasy. Very cool!

Also, should have mentioned she used a flogger for the spanking. I think she awoke a desire in me to work my way up over time to whips or canes!