Sunday, 28 May 2017
I have written before about how I met Dave and how he got the impression that I was a lot more experienced than I really was, and how I played along with it. This meant that I ended up with my first experience of being whipped taking place on my first night in his hands. He had been doing this kind of thing for many years. He was well equipped. And he knew how to inflict pain at a pretty intense level. So my first time was perhaps rather more special and memorable than it would otherwise have been.