So having not blogged any of my escapades during 2016, I am back to blogging each and every one in 2017.
The first being a session/evening with Rob.
As the title says, Kathryn is away - in Australia and so for some much needed rest and relaxation I arranged to pop up and see Rob for an evening.
Rob is a superb host and always goes out of his way to make my stay a relaxing and rewarding one.
Yes he is dominant - but like me he is dominant only really when dressed up in the way that I am only really submissive when dressed up, but he is also kind and caring and very attentive.
And so upon arrival Rob helped me unload the car - I always travel with too much rainwear and associated stuff and once unloaded he made me a coffee.
In no time at all Rob had suggested I get dressed and he'd do the same and we'd see what came up.
He did ask what I wanted but in my head I was already submissive and so my reply was to suggest anything he wanted!
Of course, I knew deep in my heart that I'd be tightly bound in no time at all and so I went to get dressed.
Stripping naked, I started with thin nylon overalls.
I have started to wear these under PVC rainwear recently for the practical purpose that if the bondage I am about to experience is heavy and lengthy, the vert thin nylon stops the sometime rough inner seams of the - for instance Helly Hansen stuff, digging in to my sensitive office body skin!
They also feel very erotic so a win both ways.
I then donned my Helly Hansen Nusfjord dungarees and jacket with hood.
Over the dungarees I put my thigh high waders and attached them to my waist belt, fixed my heavy weightlifter belt over the whole ensemble and stopping only to collect one of my ball gag, waddled off to find Rob.
Rob never ceases to satisfy when dressing up as he is a very kinky man and likes his time as a dominant to be as exciting as my time as a submissive and so there we stood, Rob dressed from head to toe in back rubber with riding boots on, me in head to toe yellow with green thigh high waders.
Rob motioned me to lie down on the massage table, made me comfortable and then applied my gag and, with the absence of a blindfold, pulled the voluminous hood to the jacket over my head, eyes and right down to my nose and strapped it in place around my eyes.
I was already in bondage heaven!
Starting at my feet, Rob then deftly and very firmly tied my ankles together followed by my calves, knees, thighs, lower arms and upper arms. He used a combination of rope and straps and the bondage was supreme.
Anyone who likes to be tied up will tell you, the more power/strength your captor has, the better the bondage!
Rob is also a very tactile person and so when he ties you up, he make sure you know he is there and applies a gentle but ever present caress.
Rob then tied the vibrator in place for use later on, tantalisingly use in the right spot so that later on I've have my explosive climax but not too easily!
At this stage I was tied up but now tied down.
Rob had, obviously, thought of this.
One of the many amazing toys that Rob/Kathryn have is a very heavy, and I mean very - almost unfeasibly so, rubber sheet. It's at least a quarter of an inch thick!
He placed this over me and in doing so covered most of the table as well and proceeded to tie me under the heavy rubber sheet to the table.
He then left me to relax, of course he was either in the room or close by at all times as he is very safety conscious but he knows how much some time alone in my bondage means to me.
Needless to say, both he and I were very excited and as the afternoon wore on he played with me, got himself dressed even more by adding his gas-mask and managed to pull off the rather spectacular outcome of a joint and simultaneous orgasm.
He did this by switching on the vibrator and then climbing on top of me and rubbing himself against me and the vibrator.
My own orgasm was explosive and made more intense by him on top of me.
Climbing off, Rob clear up his now "output" and then left me to stew for at least an hour.
I've said it before, if I climax when in rainwear but not tied up, my immediate urge is to get undressed. Even though I know ten minutes later I'll be disappointed I did, I always will if I can.
Rob knows this and so the first moments after a climax are exquisite agony as the urge to be untied and let go is there, but he keeps me bound and in very little time I am back in that happy space where I can't move, can't speak and am dressed in my beloved rainwear.
Obviously all good things must come to an end and so he finally let me out and ran me a bath into which I slipped whilst he went out to get some wine.
To cap the evening off he cooked me dinner, we drank some lovely wine, listened to some great music and chatted for ages.
A simply wonderful evening.