This session was a complete surprise. I had been chatting with Lady Wolf and Mistress Absolute in their fantastic dungeon venue – Arch Nemesis – when out of the blue the former told me to go and count the needle stock. When in the presence of the two finest Dominatrix in London you do as you’re told. I reported back that there were 370. “Perfect”, Lady Wolf said.
Within a few minutes I found myself tied and strapped to their medical bench and then left alone. The lights went out, the eerie drum and bass started and not one but two Anubis arrived and stood either side of me staring quizzically and menacingly. I’d had a chance to put two and two together and arrived at 370. My body was swabbed and the two apparitions set to work with the needles mirroring each other’s moves.
I like needle play, sort of, depending on where they finish up (see below!), but one thing always happens and that is that I go utterly gaga. The first few hurt a lot but as the endorphins kick in things change. I vaguely remember a conversation about lidos, biblioteques and waterproof books conducted in intergalactic languages (just don’t ask because there is no sane answer). While this was going on my upper body was being decorated with around seventy needles of various gauges. That wasn’t too bad to deal with apart from the two needles positioned through my nipples to which I screamed just about louder than I have ever before. However, it was when I became aware of activity in my nether regions, along with lots of fiendish sounds from my captors, that I started to get really nervous.
To cut a long story short, I finished up with three dainty red buttons sutured to my cock anchored by half a dozen staples and a dozen further needles in the vicinity to complete the decoration. It really did look very pretty. Oh, and did I mention the fun needles place through the tip of my dick and scrotum to which I might also have cried like a baby? I really have no memory because I was on another planet by then. One occupied by two exceptionally skilled Mistresses who had been ‘kind’ – no wait – generous enough to give me an anniversary to remember. I was spared the full 370 needle tariff but I managed around 130 before throwing the towel.
In all seriousness, I was thrilled that Lady Wolf and Mistress Absolute had given me this double session and grateful for the consummate skill and care they showed me, as indeed they always do. They are frequently available for double sessions and a respectful request will, I am sure, elicit a favourable response. So do yourselves a favour and make an enquiry.