Angela: five-six, about 150 pounds, around 30 years old. Long brown hair, dark brown eyes. Soft all over. Her breasts are probably a C or D cup, but I don’t remember exactly. She has children, and when she’s naked she’s completely unselfconscious about the changes that having children made to her body. I think she’s gorgeous and sexy. Oh, and she’s a squirter, too. Every single time.
Me: Six feet tall, about 290 when this occurred, mid-30s, brown hair, blue eyes. My hands are pretty large. That’s about all you need to know.
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Angela had never been to a BDSM club, and I had promised I’d take her there — and that we’d play in public, if she felt comfortable.
But that didn’t stop us from playing in the morning, too. My notebook tells me that I started out with Angela over my knee, giving her “lots” (double-underlined) of hand spanks through the cute flannel shorts she bought as a souvenir the day before, and then 20 swats with the bath brush, also through her shorts.
And then her shorts came down and her bare bottom was turned [a gorgeous shade of red](https://eroshare.com/i/kcxpwauy) by, among other things: my hand, a wooden ruler, a heavy wooden spanking stick, a small leather slapper, and then ten “principal paddles the schoolgirl” swats with a big school-style paddle.
One more thing before we went to lunch: Angela had always wanted to try figging, and since I knew her bottom could take thicker toys than some of my other play partners, I cut a piece of ginger the size of my cock and worked it into her backside. [It stayed in about ten minutes](https://eroshare.com/i/cnbexe12), and she enjoyed every second of it — and of my fingers inside of her at the same time.
We went to lunch, and then to get our hair done, and every time Angela got up and down all afternoon she whimpered or moaned or said “ow”. I loved it.
Angela put on a lovely dress and we went to dinner, and then to the club. They were putting on a flogging class, and while I already knew how to flog, I’m the first to admit that I can always learn more. In fact, after the class, even though I’m pretty shy with people I don’t know Angela basically topped me into going up to him and getting a few more pointers on technique. I think she wanted me to learn florentine flogging, but I’ve always felt that that was unnecessarily showy.
And then Angela’s dress was off and she was over a spanking bench, my flogger working over her shoulders and backside for a few minutes. Nothing super-exciting for me, as I’d done this in public before, but Angela had never played in public before and I’m sure she got quite a charge out of it.
After the scene, we watched some other scenes, introduced Angela to some of my friends in the scene, and talked for a few minutes.
But what Angela really wanted was a “real” scene, something she couldn’t get in her town (which doesn’t have a BDSM club). I found a St. Andrew’s cross that wasn’t being used and told her to wait there while I got my bag. She stripped to just her panties and I began putting into play a few of the techniques I learned in the class (including my first try at florentine, which did not go that well — we had a good chuckle). I also included a lot of the sensation play that I know she enjoys — my nails, bamboo skewers, and other little items I keep in my bag. I did her back and I did her front. At some point, her panties joined the rest of her clothes off to the side. And, in addition to the flogger, I also took out my little rubber snake-tongue strap and applied one of the techniques the instructor passed onto us.
There were yelps as the tiny tips of the strap snapped hard against her breasts, thighs, and between them. I loved every single yelp, and judging from how wet she was when I touched her, she loved them too.
After about… oh, I’d guess 30 or 40 minutes… I became aware that there was another scene going on. It was much more violent than I like, and even though the bottom was making lovely noises, there were things happening that are hard limits for me. I wound up the scene, wrapped Angela up in a blanket, packed up our stuff, and took her to the dining area to cool down and chat with some folks.
But the night wasn’t over yet.
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