With Lady Lydia to Prague and OWK

Email from Mark Gregory, subsequently posted on Max Fisch, May 22, 2006

Monday May 2, 8:10am, Prague airport arrivals hall:

I wait expectantly but with some concern. In the past, everyone I’ve met off an overnight flight has been grumpy and argumentative. But my concerns are unwarranted. There in the doorway is Lady Lydia, with a dazzling smile just for me, and I melt.

For the next four days I have the honor of being her travelling companion as we explore Prague, both for the first time. The old town, the astronomical clock, the castle, the gay bar, the jazz cellar, and everything in between are immeasurably more enjoyable because of the beautiful, intelligent, erudite and captivating woman at my side.

But Prague is only the prelude. On the evening of the fourth day the driver from Other World Kingdom collects us at our hotel and speeds us (literally) to that infamous compound. Lady Lydia locks me in the cage outside her bedroom and I spend a very uncomfortable night. The next morning we begin to shoot.

First on Lady Lydia’s to–do list is back whipping. I am lined up against a garden wall with another lucky victim and Lady Lydia demonstrates her single–tail skills. Interestingly, I am not attached to the wall, and Lady Lydia delights in ordering me to assume different positions: press your belly against the wall; bend down and stick out your bottom; and so many other variations.

“Aha”, cries the Lady, “you’re bleeding!” But that is not a signal to stop; instead, the sight of blood seems to give her renewed energy. When she does eventually decide to have mercy, and I retire inside to lean against a wall, I am able to leave the wall with a souvenir blood stain. For the rest of the day (fortunately) Lady Lydia devotes herself to one or more of the other slaves.

The second day begins with a caning. Lady Lydia attaches me to a rack, stretches me out, and canes furiously (or so it seems) until my bottom and thighs are another bloody mess. Such are the pains and pleasures of being in thrall to Seattle’s truly sexy sadist. Nothing else compares.

And there’s more to come. In the afternoon Lady Lydia ushers me into a bathroom studio and, after I soap myself in preparation, she amuses herself by repeatedly sitting on my head to hold it under water. As my reward, I am allowed to kiss her feet and, oh sublime pleasure, her beautiful bottom. As her reward, she whips my back again.

What more can a video slave ask for? Nothing! This was perfection. Thank you, Lady Lydia.

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