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How did it all start - part 3 - Service Days of Discovery My time serving our late Queen and country were a real sexual revelation for me. I was in an environment where there was no shortage of single women. Simple fact is, they were all gagging for sex. I got to know a swimmer when we competed in a championships - she loved it when I tied her hands during sex so I took it further and added gag, blindfold and extra restraint. She was super hot in bed for certain. Then I met nurses. To my astonishment and delight, every one that I 'dated' loved bondage, especially with medical stuff. I collected a lot of bandages of various types (crepe, compression, cohesive), cotton/gauze wound packing, very sticky zinc tape (today's stuff is wimpy compared), elastic adhesive tape and some gynae equipment (courtesy of one of my kinky nurses). There was one nurse who loved full body mummification. She introduced me to the full head wrap. Having a predilection for breath control, she had me gag her by forcing as much wound packing into her mouth as I could cram in. Over that went the super sticky zinc tape, not just over her lips but covering her whole face. At her request, I applied long strips horizontally, vertically and diagonally until all but her nostrils were covered. Next came a full head wrap that avoided her nostrils using 3 x 7.5cm wide compression bandages that were extremely tight. On top of that went 10 (yes, ten), full length crepe bandages, 10cm wide. These completely encased her head, covering her nose too. The multiple layers over her nose really limited her ability to draw air into her lungs. A final layer of zinc tape (avoiding her nose) ensured these layers were there until I removed them. I had her tied spread-eagle using rubber medical tubing but with her knees also pulled wide open. I spent about 20 minutes or so pinching and biting her nipples while rubbing her clit before giving her oral and finally fucking her, slowly at first, then harder. That was the first time I experienced a harder end of BDSM. She writhed in her restraints, made the most wonderful muffled noises and her body spasmed in a way that betrayed the super massive orgasms she experienced. What surprised me most during this period, mid to late 1980s, was the high proportion of women who wanted to be tied up for/during sex. I only ever came across one who thought the whole thing ridiculous and thought me weird for even suggesting it.. The other thing I found out about nurses was that many of them loved makeup. There was one girl I saw at a party who was my dream girl. She was naturally super attractive but on this occasion had a super sexual look about her. Aside from the very tight/low cut dress and skyscraper heels, she wore about as much makeup as it was possible to apply. Her lips were a super creamy bold red, her eyes made up with black/grey/silver eye shadow, heavy black liner and kohl, bold, defined brows and lashes that were long and super thick with mascara. Yes, she loved being tied up but also loved smearing that red lipstick all over me. The bugger was that I was posted just a couple of weeks after meeting her so that was a very short lived fling. These experiences really cemented in place all those foundation steps of childhood and adolescence. They also introduced me to the pain and distress side of BDSM and I was learning fast that I liked putting a willing lady through some painful ordeals. In part 4 I'll cover how I got into inflicting pain and applying pain bondage |
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