No. 112528 - Published 19 Feb 2013
We met at M.C's London venue.
Her flat really is two minutes' walk from the Warwick Road exit of the underground. I phoned when I exited the underground and was outside at the appointed hour.
It has a discreet, private, entrance with a well-equipped playroom, a double bedroom and a good quality shower.
M.C was wearing a dress, lingerie and stacked heels, causing her to tower over me. The only inaccuracy in the pictures is that they understate how pretty and slender M.C is. Her legs, in particular, go on forever. The heels were shortly discarded, which made dancing somewhat of a better fit.
I had hoped for a mixed GF and Mistress Experience (more below) with the GFE to be first.
I had quite a degree of trepidation with regard to the "mistress issue", but I should not have worried. I was greeted by a happy, bubbly, quite girly, lady with a wickedly gorgeous smile and deep, laughing eyes.
M.C (for that is what she was happy to be called) received my donation plus gift and, immediately, offered me Champagne. It would have been churlish to refuse and a few toasts later we were soon getting to know each other very quickly.
When I booked I said that I wanted a combination of a GFE + domination and M.C informed me that her GFE services added an extra ?50 to the cost, which I was completely happy with. So, that was exactly what I got and, wow, did M.C deliver exactly what we had discussed.
I had felt that the simple experience of paying for a mistress seemed too one-sided an arrangement and sought a mistress who would welcome intimacy and, eventually, M.C surfaced to fulfil that dream. I should, here, mention that M.C only escorts in London, for various reasons. It took us a while for our diaries to coincide, but it was really worth waiting for this to happen.
We both knew in advance that I wanted to bring as much pleasure as I could to M.C in the GF part of the encounter and we soon were sufficiently comfortable with each other to ship the Champagne and ourselves to her bedroom.
So, the first phase of our meeting was spent in M.C permitting me to pay attention to her in gentle, but passionate, ways of my choice. Her Mistress persona was completely absent while I explored her relaxed form.
When we reached the point that M.C declared that it was my turn she already knew that she had authority to render me helpless, blindfolded and to use her imagination in teasing me. "Ken, you have no idea...!" said she. Of course she was right, but not to the extent that we needed a "safe word."
So, how many different ploys/activities did M.C test me with in the next 45 minutes or so? Of course I cannot be certain, but the last, which had me erupting, was not less than number 14. Trying to identify sensations which I had never previously experienced was a major part of the adventure.
Once baby-wiped, I was released and headed for the shower, which was much needed and welcome. Once I was out, we sat on the lounger with M.C's legs draped over my towelled lap finishing the Champagne, kissing and chatting, while I stroked those endless legs of hers. By the time I left, we had run a bit over time but I got the definite impression that leg caressing is something which M.C is prepared to accept for extended periods.
In summary, M.C may be somewhat unique in providing the combination of services which she does and those who are minded to try this combination out are really missing out if they do not.