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External Link/Members Only Please excuse the preamble but i hope it gives some context. I recognise that this is not the usual sort of review.
My punting journey started by accident when I was working in Chinatown and innocently took up the offer of a massage. Suddenly I was bunking out the office twice a week to tour all the local establishments. Then I discovered the infamous Kelly working right by my workplace and suddenly the massage with simple HE developed into anal sex on a creaking bed.
From here it just developed further into fully blown escorts, but some kissing, oral and sex was something I could get at home. What I was after was stuff I couldn’t get from the wife, or even that I would want to get from the wife.
Discovering the delights of SP’s such as a pre-fucked up Rio-Lee, Woofie, and Gaby from Maxes with squirting, anal play, watersports, tie & tease etc started setting a minimum standard and this is where Mistress Damara (or Luscious Lucy as she was known) came into the picture.
Having met a couple of times she provided a real benchmark of the almost perfect filthy punt. But not long before her great disappearing act I was outside her door when I got the radio silence and slated her on here accordingly.
So when she returned as Mistress Damara, with no sex or oral on offer and a deposit required my initial thoughts were no fucking way. But like a drug addict I found myself monitoring the profile before sending a tentative email.
Anyone who dealt with Lucy will know that her comms were awful and she only worked on a mobile. So I was somewhat surprised to get a prompt response and then more responses as we corresponded. I assumed that she had someone managing the comms for her, but having met her I don’t think this is the case.
We agreed a date and talked about the session and, for the first time ever, I actually visited a bank to pay in a deposit. I pretty much told myself I was a dumb cunt and I’d never see the cash again, but within hours she’d written to acknowledge receipt and quality comms lasted right up to d-day.
Mistress Damara works out of basement flat in Holland Park. But it’s a fully equipped dungeon with some massive contraption with chains and pulleys and all sorts. I’ve never seen anything like it but anyone who has visited a sex dungeon will know the set-up. its a 10 to 15 minute walk between Shepherds Bush and Holland Park tube.
This was a pure domination session. I was blindfolded for parts and tied up for others. There was pussy and arse worship, piss drinking, spitting, and at one point I was strapped down with my legs tied up high whilst she fucked me with a strap-on (although not before plying me with poppers). Most of this was a first for me but it ended up with one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever had.
We spent half hour chatting. I asked her why she suddenly disappeared and she said it got too overwhelming. Her phone was just being bombarded with calls and messages (many very unpleasant) and she just couldn’t handle it. I’d never really given this any thought but I guess becoming that much in demand could seriously push you over the edge if you don’t have anyone to handle the comms side. She said this was something she’d been wanting to try for a while so FS is definitely off the menu for now.
The whole thing cost me £170. Would I do it again? Not sure. Am I glad I did it? Absolutely. Just not sure where I go from here in seeking my next challenge.
Like I said at the beginning, my journey is about what I don’t get (or wouldn’t want to get) at home and this certainly fitted the bill. At one point I did imagine what my wife would make of seeing me tied up having a latex clad hottie fucking me up my arse with a strap-on, before pissing on me. I doubt she’d be wanting to try that at home!
So whilst this sort of session isn’t for everyone, it’s another positive step for me on a journey with no known final destination.