Just a brief post tonight. I had an incredibly enjoyable session with Lydia earlier tonight, featuring ropes, clamps, hot wax, a vicious little whippy cane and plastic wrap stretched over my face. By the end I wasn’t sure if I wanted to melt into the bed or simply float away. In the end I had to settle for 10 minutes in the shower picking beeswax out of various hairy bits.
While I retreat to my couch with a glass of wine to recuperate and admire my wounds, I’ll leave you with a shot of a man in an equally happy place. Not sure if he’s being bitten or kissed, but either way it seems to be working out pretty well for him.
I found this on the reginmund blog. It’s a Japanese blog, so even with translation tools I can’t understand a lot of it, but the owner has put together a nice collection of images.