Well, my eyes had been well and truly opened. I had finally experienced what I had been fantasising about for years. And it had truly been worth the wait! Back at home after that first meeting, I was now armed with not just fantasies but memories. I lay in bed naked, reliving the experience in my mind. I inspected the damage he had inflicted and took some pictures of my bruised and marked bottom to send to him. It was bla...

Where to start? Well, let’s begin at the beginning! Once I discovered the joys of masturbating. I explored myself pretty much every day. Under the covers in bed in my room at night, where I had complete privacy to rub myself to as many orgasms as I could take, one after the other until I drifted off to sleep in happy exhaustion with damp knickers. On the sofa in the living room, where playing with myself had an added thri...