Meeting with BDSM Virgins always remain magic moments. The decisive: my game object will never forget our encounter, because it's like the first kiss or the first time sex. The first SM experience remain forever in the memory. the kind, as the newcomer formulates his request, gives me the first impression, whether the game could be interesting. Only if I agree with the fantasies, a meeting comes about.
The first SM experience you can experience with me at 18 years. I am always happy, if one dares as early as possible, to make his fantasies come true. My opponent is usually nervous as hell and can not sleep well the night before our date with excitement.
It was the same with a charming entrepreneur, I met a few days ago. He wrote, he is 47 years old and had his kinky fantasies unfortunately never lived. He came across me in the worldwide web and knew instantly, I was the right lady for him.
We met in the hotel lobby and walked together in the suite. There we got to know each other with a glass of champagne and a romantic dinner. To get started, there was a sexy Champagne Kiss from me and the dessert he was allowed to lick from my feet. Yes! There was chocolate cake with marinated berries, draped on my feet! In order not to make it too easy for him, I put on him noble leather handcuffs and tied his hands on his back. I seduced the gentleman to finally, fulfill his hitherto unfulfilled dreams.
As soon as my counterpart can drop, it is an exciting game of seduction, dedication and desire. We implemented some of his SM fantasies, However, there are still some other, just waiting to be lived out!
What I want to say with this blog entry, is, that it is never too late, to live out his fantasies.
You just have to dare!
Shortly after publishing this blog entry, I received the following email:
Dear Lady Jane,
with joy I read your new blog entry, in which a 47 year-old has lived out his BDSM fantasies for the first time and found the conclusion: you are never too old, you just have to dare.
I remember "my first time” well. It was not with you and I have not felt comfortable. It was also a studio, cold, slightly musty and I had to wait in a small storage room with all the utensils, that I appeared slightly scary.
After that I had to go to the chain and immediately on my knees, on bare tiles, what was no more pleasant as the saliva, which smelled of smoke.
After this performance I was not sure if I should ever try that again.
Then I saw your ad and our conversation was very pleasant. You showed empathy and I felt comfortable right from the beginning - I was a beginner and just wanted to get smiling on my knees in front of a strange woman, to smell your feet, feel a slight pressure of your foot on my neck or face, to clean toes spaces and caress your wonderful and dark painted feet. You treated me with respect and with your playful charm and your beauty can make a weak-willed, the first session with you was just lovely. It was not unpleasant for me to be tied up and dominated by you, because I trusted you from the beginning.
I love Paris! Paris is not just the city of love for me, but rather the city of good taste. The style of Parisians is short, just trés chic. The beautiful buildings, the gardens, the chic restaurants and small bistros, the Eiffel Tower… Paris is a city of charm and flair. Such a city does not exist again in this world. But as soon as night comes, there is a hint of wickedness in the air right away. Yes, this city has its charm, to which I am totally addicted. Is there a more exciting city for an indecent rendezvous?
Finally, I again had a date with Lady Jane in Munich. On her arrival she put me to welcome my immediate chastity cage with urethral dilator and left the key in her purse disappear. Our latex escort adventure could begin! Then we went to dinner at a gourmet restaurant, to what she was wearing a breathtaking latex evening gown. She looked so stunning, I could hardly focus me on eating. She was the absolute highlight in the restaurant. Before dessert, she took a small phial “medicine” from her purse and poured the contents into my empty water glass. It was her champagne, I had to drink immediately. This was just a very small taste. After the desserts wanted me to follow her to the bathroom, where she filled me with the entire content of her full bladder and in a two-star restaurant! Jane is really the craziest Lady ever! When we got back to our apartment, we prepared ourselves for a visit to a fetish party.
I got a butt plug and tightened with my new suit without sleeves and with integrated mask and gag , where everything is inflatable. Additionally, a lockable collar and boots. After Lady Jane had inflated everything tight my senses almost disappeared because of that immense lust
. The lower rubber layer compressed me all over and through the eyes glasses I could see only blurred. I had my arms crossed over the body and could not move a centimeter. I looked like a Michelin Man. She moved to another latex dress, that looked very cool.
Lady Jane sat me on the passenger seat of my Ferrari and drove us to the fetish party. Her driving style was, as always fast and I was glad, that I already had on my “Airbag” .. Of course, right next to the party location was no parking free, so we had to park far away and then walked through the city to the party. Jane probably parked extra further away , so she could lead me helplessly trapped by the city. I saw only very blurry, but kept hearing people, who spoke to us. When we passed a bus stop, Lady Jane told me to sit down and wait for the bus. This came after a few minutes. First Jane commanded me to enter (the bus driver and passengers stared like mad!), but then went on foot.
Finally arrived at the party, first took me around. Then she ordered me to sit down and blindfolded me, so that I could now see nothing. Then I noticed how my suit and my chastity cage was opened and removed. A slave of Lady Jane touched me in the midst of the other party visitors. This and the two layers of latex had become so hot to me in my suit, I threatened to collapse and Lady Jane took pity and I was able to replace the suit against a lighter outfit. Now I wore a latex mask, a collar and leash, long gloves made of latex, a latex panties, where my cock looked out with chastity cage and rubber boots. So very bizarre! Even Jane switched to a tight leather outfit.
When we later went home, I was filled again with her champagne, this time on the hood of my Ferraris. When something went wrong and landed on the bonnet, I had this to lick. Partygoers and taxi driver followed the spectacle.
On the way home we were actually stopped by police, although Jane drove quite exceptionally sensible. Jane pulled over. I said out loud: Fuck! Jane answered very cool: Take off your mask and put it on your dick! I did as instructed and I was pretty nervous! The young police officer admired our car. When they saw our outfits, they reacted disgusted! The young male policeman and his colleague asked why I was naked. My heart was pounding like crazy! In what am I just got into it!!!! Lady Jane answered nonchalantly, we just came from a fetish party and he would finally wear underpants. I hoped, the two policemen would not let me get out of the car, because the latex mask covered just my cock with chastity! After all controls and an admonition we could continue our fetish drive.
Back in the apartment I had to first take a deep breath, but Jane gave me no peace. Jane again ordered me to wear my Michelin Man outfit and she pumped everything up again very hard. Then she fixed me in the suit on a bed with ropes. Again I felt the pressure in the suit and could not move anymore. Then, at the top of her head, Jane opened the suit's zipper slightly and inserted a funnel. A short time later, I realized, how much warm liquid poured into the suit spilled over my head and then flowed down into the suit. It was of course her champagne and a short time later, she refilled again. So I spent the night, inflated, fixed and dipped in Lady Jane's champagne.
Because I was so horny anyway I could not sleep, because I had to think again and again of the incredible adventure with Jane…. Latex Escort at its finest!
I'm a big fan of nylon erotic. Are you also a pantyhose lover? You like to admire beautiful women's legs in tights? What turns you on tights? What's your nylon fetish? Is it a certain color, which turns you on? Or the shine? Do you love the smell of brand new pantyhose or do you like already worn ones, maybe even smelling nylons? The wonderful material clings to the leg and feels great to me. It's a great feeling to wear pantyhose. If your hands are allowed to caress my stockinged legs, and you can feel the nylons, that definitely robs you of the mind. A game with tights is really exciting! By the way, nylons are also perfect as a gag! Do you like to wear nylons yourself?
I am completely open to your fantasies and preferences. I love it, if you caress my legs, massages my feet, smell them and kisses them. By the way, wrestling in pantyhose is also really exciting!
Now is the time to explore your nylon fetish!!!
On the following photos I wear the finest Wolford tights.