July 17, 2018

Kinky London: KlubSpankz

I was very hungry of a good flogging session, as last one had been in March when I had great spanking time with my Master, and my back and ass hadn't felt anymore the cuddle of a single flogger stripe. So, I brought in my playing bag a pair of floggers, a gag and restraints in case that I would find a trustful guy, otherwise I could be myself the one spanking a willing sub. I found myself going down a basement very close to King's Cross. It reminded me a bit of the old cruise bar La Base in Barcelona, the first one: small, smell of sex and sweat on the walls and in the dark corners... and a nice St Andrew's cross that caused me a hard on as I was seeing myself there.