Kinky Holiday: The Last Day

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After writing all the posts so far easily, I've found this final one to be surprisingly difficult. Everything I wrote felt stilted and disconnected and, upon pondering why this is, I discovered an interesting mental process I've developed to deal with the emotional intensity of sessions.

Connection and Disconnection

I connect deeply with people when we play. I try to synchronise myself with a person; to get inside their head and understand their body. Often I experience feelings and emotions similar to those of the people I play with, and this creates a special space outside of everyday life - our bubble.

I adore doing this, but in order to keep a hold of myself I've had to develop an effective way to close that back down again; to step out of the bubble and return to being just Claire. I used to do this consciously by showering and thoroughly cleaning the room, but over the years it's become a subconscious action and now simply washing my hands has the same effect. Interestingly, closing that emotional connection between us also affects my memory of our time together, and often within a few hours I've forgotten a lot of what has happened in a session.

When I meet someone again, weeks or months later, I open that same door and remember feelings and experiences we've shared. When I ask at the start of a session what you liked most about the last one, that's exactly what I'm doing. But it was different in the cottage. With no real disconnection, those boundaries stayed open for the entire 4 days, yet when we left that space I automatically closed them down—B did in fact comment on how different a head-space I was in on the drive back.

So, this tactic which is so useful and allows me to play and feel, does make it difficult to blog about things after the fact, and trying to write in my friend’s living-room in Stirling (an environment that couldn't be more different) was proving difficult.

Back to the Holiday

The final day started much as the others; presents, pottering, B cooking, cleaning and clearing. Domestic bliss at its finest.

Claire Black in a dress

We'd spoken about doing a lengthy bondage session. I was concerned B would fall asleep (remember he did fall asleep when I was Skyping), but with a bit of imagination this situation wasn't difficult to overcome. We hadn't yet played with the E-STIM; an old favourite which could provide on-going and intermittent electrical stimulation which, when combined with the spiked cock cage and nipple clamps, I felt confident would do the job in keeping him awake.

Of course this was terribly exciting for a man who had been on restricted orgasms. The cage was effective at creating significant discomfort, and the constant pulsing of the electricity around his groin made relaxing impossible. I sat next door listening carefully to his breathing and movements, but making it clear to him that he was alone. I caught up on my book, The Scar, which was getting intriguing, and every few pages I would walk back through to tweak the electricity settings, or generally tease B.  It was a thoroughly satisfying way to pass an afternoon.

Pleasure after Pain

When I got bored of the pain inflicted by the cock cage I replaced it with a PULSE "Guybrator". This brought him to the edge of orgasm but not quite over, repeatedly, and we rode that until the batteries ran down. When he was suitably frustrated I replaced the chastity cage, where it would remain until the end of our trip.

When I got hungry I let B out to clean up the mess we'd made and cook lunch.

Bondage and Flogging

After lunch I utilised an ice lock B had bought to attach him to the dining room table. I let him know that when he escaped he would have earned himself a long and delicious flogging. He got out in extra quick time and received the most luxurious flogging, naked in the kitchen with both of us trancing out to the rhythm.

It had been a long week and despite sleeping well, I was feeling drained. Playing at this intensity for this length of time was a new experience. Each scene took more energy than the last for me to maintain, and I was starting to crave some time alone to recharge.

A Relaxing End

To finish the evening off I had B place candles all around his room. I lay down on his tiny single bed and relaxed into a delicious firm back massage. B pressed and squeezed out all the tension I had been carrying around.

We lay on the bed together afterwards; not speaking, not moving, just watching the flickering candle light and meditating on what the hell we had just done together. Heads thoroughly altered, bodies pushed, exhausted, satisfied. And the rest.

Of course, there are so many things that happened that I didn't record here; like the time he asked to eat a banana and I made him fellate it, or eating a biscuit from a bowl on the floor; lots of little details of words and suggestions, placed and left to burrow into his mind; the significance taken on by the lifting of the skirts; the plentiful outfit changes. But to tell everything that passed between us over those four days would require a novel, and I'm sure your imagination is more than capable of filling in any blanks.

Do leave comments below, I love to hear from you.


More Like This:

If you've not read about what's involved in making this happen read this post - Prep & Packing
See what happened on the first day - Day 1
See what happened on the second day - Day 2
See what happened on the third day - Day 3
Read a final summing up of the holiday - Final words
Read the submissive's perspective - submissive view
Find out more about travelling with Claire - Travelling with Claire Black

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DK
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Excellent! I look forward to tomorrow’s entry.

Mark
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Thank you Claire for this insight: I have enjoyed reading all of the blogs about your holiday. I too look forward to tomorrows blog including hearing from B.