Sol loses his single tail virginity....

Master Tony + Ms160 with solipsist

Sol and I went down to Sydney for a party hosted by Master Tony and his lovely sub, Angel.

We've been great admirers of theirs since seeing them on Michael Ney's documentary on Noel Graydon, Liberty In Restraint (a still at left of Master Tony in the doco - you can read about the film in my Kink-E Magazine tribute to Noel), and we've always liked their party motto ("go hard or go home")!

We had a great night, catching up with old friends and meeting many new ones.

I took sol (in his yummy black leather pants - thank you again to Cherry!) on his collar and leash. He looked very sweet.

Before we left our hotel room I warmed his ass up nicely with my favorite canes, made by Eric Carwardine. Doesn't it look pretty?

Master Tony and Angel are very welcoming hosts. They were expecting about one hundred guests. Some parties you get the feeling people are there more to socialize than play, but this crowd of guests definitely had play on their mind. Although preferably after the enormous buffet, which I really enjoyed ... sol of course only got what I fed him ... mind you I was generous and allowed him some seafood (when I asked sol how he felt about this part of the night he replied: "self conscious ... helpless ... frustrated ... secure").

Afterwards we watched the erotic show with friends. Then it was play time.

Master Tony was whipping one of our new friends and we were amongst the admiring audience. Afterwards he approached us and said "Angel mentioned your sub fancies himself as a pain slut". I grinned. One of the things I really enjoy about taking sol to parties is watching the dawning delight of dominants when they realize there is a serious masochist in their midst. Many submissives endure pain for their dominants, but few are true masochists. If there was ever an Ebay for sadists, I can tell you renting out sol would make us millionaires.

Master Tony is known for his single tail expertise. Sol was a single tail virgin. No more needed to be said, really! Later I asked sol for some words for this blog to commemorate his first single tail experience:

"Ouch. Ouch. More ouch. Fuck. Don't stop. Ouch"

Which sums up the following scene perfectly, I think.

It was pants off time for sol, who was positioned astride a saddle. Master Tony and I had previously agreed on a double cane warm up, to be followed by however much single tail sol could take - or I would approve. I handed Master Tony the thicker of our Carwardine canes and we began...

Sol - who adores being caned - enjoyed this part of the scene. This was his second double caning. The first was with MsGawjusRedhead and myself. Not many subs would call a double caning a "warm up" - in fact even for sol, our strikes were too fast at first for him to process the pain. So we slowed down - just for a little while, lol - Master Tony striking from sol's left, myself striking alternately from the right.

Holding my cane between my teeth, I placed both my cool hands on sol's burning cheeks, loving the warmth radiating from them as well as the double ridged touch of the cane marks themselves...

As Master Tony moved back to select his single tail and check it's cracker (to read more about single tails and their various parts check out this link) I crouched down in front of sol, a position where I could see sol's face as well as Master Tony's movements. "You will let me know if it gets too much?" I said. He nodded. Bloody liar. He never does. He enjoys the pain far too much. Which is why I watch especially closely.

Master Tony began with slow, light strikes that seemed to dance tantalizingly above sol's body ... he then began to strike more firmly. "It feels like bee stings", sol whispered. Stings were about to become more substantial bites. As Master Tony had explained earlier, the single tail's bite is not like a cane's with it's double strike and distinctive two second delay between hit and release. Rather, a single tail's bite is instantaneously intense and as sol puts it, "all ouch".

Sol had stopped smiling now, his head dropped forward, eyes closed. When the gasps became too frantic I signaled to Master Tony to pause ... and then resume again ... pause ... resume ... pause ... resume....

At several of these brief halts Master Tony came forward to double check on sol, who was by now totally flying ... "More?" asked Master Tony. "Oh absolutely", replied Ms160.


The strikes became heavier. It was fascinating to be able to see both how Master Tony was getting into the experience (he said later he got quite a buzz from it) and how sol was responding. Pause ... resume ... pause ... resume....

Sol was now panting and groaning with each strike. I was amazed how much he had taken, this very first time. The cracks of the whip were extraordinary to hear, from so close ... I suddenly noticed the noise of the party around us had almost entirely ceased ... I glanced up ... everyone was watching silently, lol ....

I returned my gaze to sol. He was almost at the limit for tonight, eyes tightly closed. "Look at me", I said. His eyes flicked opened, then closed as Master Tony struck again. "Look at me". This time he opened them wider and maintained eye contact with me. I gave him a feral grin. Oh this was hot, watching him in such pain, watching each strike reflect like lightning in the back of his eyes. I was enjoying this waaaay too much....

Enough. I raised my hand a final time to Master Tony. Sol told me later:

"the last lot were very painful ... but I was in exactly the right space ... where I wanted it to stop ... but didn't want it to stop..."

We posed for several photos, sol looking like prey well and truly hunted and caught. Suddenly he began to shake with cold. I had covered him already with my Tibetan shawl, but this wasn't nearly enough ... it was a cold night, we were outside and post scene his body temperature had really dropped. Master Tony organized a large blanket, and we wrapped sol in it and managed to get him to a chair.

He was grinning madly. So was I. "Do you realize we stopped an entire party for a few minutes?", I said. He sighed happily. Fuck I LOVE single tails!

Sol recovered quickly. Once back in his clothes we explored the house and garden to watch other scenes. I was able to increase my experience with temporary piercings by assisting at a new friend's temporary corset piercing, done by a very nice Dom from Canberra who's name I've very rudely forgotten. The scarlet ribbon looked wonderful against our new friend's tattoos.

Here are sol's marks the following morning:


Sol was extremely pleased with them. And so was I. We'd like to thank Master Tony most sincerely for the experience.

We'd also like to send an especial "thank you" to Angel, who not only very kindly sent copies of the photos accompanying this post, but included the soft as silk crackers Master Tony used on sol (pic on left).

Angel also sent a short video of our scene with Master Tony, filmed by Angelica, with Angel's permission. It shows a little of the double caning and the early part of Master Tony's whipping. You can watch it at the top of this post.

MANY THANKS:
Master Tony and Angel

(photos: Angelica and Ms160)
(video: Angelica, edited by Angel and Ms160)