really can't remember now the order in which things happened on saturday night. i flogged two lovely ladies. quite different experiences because one of the two doesn't like much pain and i'm always conscious of the need to be quite gentle with her. the other enjoys a higher level of pain, though of course i still had to be careful not to hurt her any more than she wanted to be hurt.

we also had a bit of an impromptu needle-play workshop. i got to stick needles in someone for the first time, as well as having needles stuck in me.

the highpoint of the night - in more ways than one - was being tied to the cross. not a saint andrew's cross, but a tall crucifixion-style cross. the feeling is difficult to describe. it wasn't painful or even uncomfortable, my weight was well-supported and evenly distributed, none of the hanging by the arms that makes real crucifixion so painful. but i felt completely helpless and vulnerable, bound naked to the cross - especially when Domina started wrapping cord around my most sensitive bits!