I had a relationship for about 5 months with a notorious dominatrix.
The best bit was probably when I rented a flat in London so she could see some clients. There is something perverse in my nature that liked the idea. We also spent time while I took photos and made videos of her.
On the last day we went to a munch in the city by the end of which we were both very much the worse, or maybe better for wear.
We got into conversation with a good looking young guy from Somalia. Then e ended up at a huge fetish event in Crystal Palace. The odd stimulant having been taken I only remember some of the things that happened.
One was me dancing whilst wearing her dress. The second was that there was a lot of whipping going on. The third was best.
I ended up licking her pussy while he fucked her up the arse. Excellent!
He's actually 50 odd years younger than me, though I do have one advantage over him that he envied.
We repeated the experience a week later. That time he said to me "You're not gay are you?" "No." "Oh, that's alright then".
I don't talk to her any more. But he and I keep in touch. Nice guy. Not a very nice woman, but all very educational. It cheered me up, actually. You're never too old to misbehave - as long as you keep fit
