A business trip recently took me from San Francisco to New York, and the chance to go have some fun was definitely part of the plan. What drew me to Mistress Billie in the first place were the fantastic write ups she has been getting on these boards, and she doesn't disappoint. What stands out more than anything is that she *enjoys* what she's doing. She described herself variously as a cat playing with its prey, and a mad scientist driven to experiment; both of these are right on the mark.
As for the specifics of the session, I'd asked for harsh CP, and boy did I get it. After I was safely restrained, Mistress Billie introduced me to her personal canes (the house canes being to "soft"!!), one "Mistress Billie's Big Black Mother-Fucking Cane" is a huge black monster. It's more like being beaten with a broom handle than a typical canning. The other is a piece of twisted raw hide that stings like nothing I've ever felt before. This woman can certainly swing a cane, but what really stood out was the sheer creativity. If you're a CP junkie and you've never been beaten under your arms with a piece of raw hide, try it! The two stand out memories; having Billie whisper in my ear "You can't run away from me now" after the first really hard whack, and having her pull me up on my tip toes by the nipple with one hand, while working me with the raw hide cane with the other.
In days leading up to the session, we'd talked a lot via email about cutting and other ways of drawing blood. In the first part of the session, before the CP, Mistress Billie had introduced me to her metal claws. The range of sensation that these produce is just incredible, more so for the fact that it was a continuos process as she kris crossed my chest and stomach. The cutting itself, though, was out of this world. I was on a pretty good endorphin high already, and the feeling of having the knife pulled carefully through my skin was absolute hypnotic. Like nothing else on earth.
The session, ultimately, was a fantastic celebration of everything that's powerful about S/M play. There was no doubt in my mind that Mistress Billie was getting off on the fact that she was pushing me past any limits I'd walked in the room with.
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