Today’s story is completely and utterly true to life. I’m a lucky lady indeed to be able to share this amazing experience with you. To get an introduction look at my Sinful Sunday Post for this week.

A year ago I had my first full on kinky experience at a dungeon and it was the catalyst to a massive change in my life, I’m still discovering lots of things about my kinks and preferences but one thing I know for certain. I adore pain.

On Friday me and Mr Blisse headed to Miss T’s to celebrate our first ever kinkiversary. I was very excited and was even more so when I was offered the opportunity to be hit with an electrified flogger. Yes, really.

A lovely gent named Tenseld makes some amazing kit to use with Tens machines. This flogger is made of conductive rubber on the falls and insulated around the handle (important that) and it’s heavy and nice even when just used without the added zap.  Of course, I wanted to feel the added zap though.  And Miss T herself eagerly obliged.

The fun with the tens machine is it needs to be attached to another part of your body to complete the circuit. Apparently you can pop it somewhere you don’t notice too much or you can have it somewhere that hurts. No prizes for guessing I picked the painful option so ended up with a plastic peg on my nipple (metal on the inside of the teeth) for the first time actually. I’ve been a bit wary of clamps but actually, I kinda enjoyed it.

Pain slut, yup, that’s me.

I lay down on my favourite spanking bench, was sprayed with salt water (better connection) and awaited my flogging fate with Tenseld and Kev watching on.

I honestly struggle to capture what it’s like. At first, Miss T just tickled the ends of the flogger falls across my back and it was a painful tickle. It hurt in a million places but tickled as much and I couldn’t stop laughing.  Apparently that happens to everyone. It’s very freeing. Being slapped with the full falls isn’t tickly. It is a zapping, thumpy pain which is nice actually what blew my mind was that as the flogger hit my nipple also exploded with pain.

My brain was completely screwed trying to predict what was coming next and where the pain would fire the most. Great fun. I laughed, I squeaked, I exclaimed very strange things because words just didn’t work.

A usual impact play session will take me to another plain of pain and pleasure but with the electric it’s almost like an out of body experience. I vibrate, I feel like their’s a field all around me, of constant vibrating pleasure. It’s like a constant rolling, buzzing orgasm that just dances through me without the need for a crescendo ending. It’s heavenly.

I enjoyed the deep prickle of the pinwheel too but I don’t think I yelped enough with that as Miss T soon moved on to the drum brush. Yep, it’s used on a drum but this one had been perverted to take an electric current.

Now, if I thought the flogger tickled it was nothing on the tickly intensity of the drum brush being swept across my skin. I was cracking up laughing. I couldn’t stop or catch my breath, I was just rolling with laughter and it was amazing. Then a flat slap zapped through my back and my nipple and made me scream. I think Miss T’s favourite was to poke it in the side of my breast because that meant the connectors were close and it intensified the shock at both ends and made me jump and squeal.

Miss T happy danced a few times, she really enjoyed herself. After a while I did call quits, the intense pain through my nipple (I swapped over half way through) just became too much. I was so spaced out. More spaced out than with anything else I’ve experienced before. Oh, Electric is good.

So, when Tenseld let on he had his violet wand set with him I of course wanted a go. Back at my first visit to Miss T’s I had fun with Tenseld’s violet wand. I’d not experienced it since so it seemed a fitting way to mark the anniversary.

Tenseld asked me which ones I liked. There’s 2 I remembered. The hair brush and the two pronged wand for stroking down the spine.

Again, this is really difficult to explain. The violet wand is a different experience again. It starts with the glow of the aparatus, orange on the brush, purple on the spine stroker and then you smell the ozone. Like the petrichor of a storm after drought, it tickles the senses before the wand comes near the skin.

And that’s all it is. Near the skin. The hairbrush is like a shower of sparks that dance over the scalp and certain spots dig deeper and feel like they’re burrowing deep down into your brain. It really sounds like it shouldn’t be pleasant but oh my God it is.

And the two prong is even better. It is like a lazer cutting into me and splitting the flesh open. That’s how it feels and it is delightful. we didn’t go very high but Tenseld kicked it up a notch or two for me and oooh, the more intense the better.

Again my skin tingled all over and I felt cocooned in a bubble of electric, everything tingled. Everything ached so beautifully.

We tried out a one prong one which was intense, very focused. I liked it. I haven’t met one I didn’t like yet, but the spine stroker is still my favourite. The single pointed one is designed to put in ears. That doesn’t sound very pleasant to me. But I’m not an ear woman. I don’t even like my ears nibbled or kissed.

I wanted to try it all, over and over and over and yeah, did I say I’m a pain slut? Well I am. I could have sat there alll day long.

But unlike the Tens, where you can play and play the Violet wand has a limit to how many times you can run it over the same area. It reddens and I got a sting like a mild sunburn which was gone the next day. Any more and it would have been a much more serious burn and that wouldn’t have been fun.

That’s the importance of playing with someone you trust to know their onions. Tenseld knew I’d had enough but I could have gone on much longer and ended up in a lot of not pleasurable pain.

So thank you to Tenseld and his electric implements of torture for lighting up my kinkiversary. I had a fabulous time, I laughed, I screamed, I moaned. Magic.

Being the greedy goose I am, I wasn’t done for the day. I needed some dedicated play time with my darling husband. We’ve been married for 16 years, been together for close to twenty and I love him as much now as I did then. He’s an essential part of my life, part of me. We’ve both changed and developed over the years and I’m really glad he’s part of my journey into kink.

and he beats me good, bless him.

So I finished the day with a good paddling and caning. Kev loves floggers but his bad back prevents the essential movement for that. So we concentrated on paddles and canes.  He did start out with a few slaps from Smaug, our awesome uberkinky dragontail but even that was pulling on his back.

We moved onto the beautiful wooden studded paddle from The Bondage Man, the evil rubber paddle from Tantus (the bastardy thing. Kev loves it. I hate it so good) and a few others from Miss T’s collection including the infamous Lil’ Fecker!

He went through every cane in Miss T’s collection. I had to say ‘Thank you’ or I got another hit. That worked very well as I am a love/hater of canes so knowing I needed to speak or I’d get another one kept me focused and I really enjoyed just one stroke from each. Some of them were ultra vicious.

We finished with the grand finale of the spiky studded paddle we’ve got from Uber kinky  and I was a happy, stingy, ouchy masochist.

I hope you’ve enjoyed my dungeon recollection of my kinkiversary. I certainly have enjoyed reliving it. Check out the other Masturbation Monday Posts today!

 

 

 

Miss T’s in Stockport  runs regular events  on the First Friday of the Month and third Saturday. Check out the fetlife profile for more details and get a long to an event – newbies welcomed and only tortured with permission ;)