Session 1 Three Hours - November 3, 1994

I arrived at 7:30, as the session was delayed by an injury to a friend of the mistress. I was concerned that she would be distracted by that an unable to be effective. I had also told myself not to expect to much as fantasy is always better than reality. Wrong on both.

I had been proud of my personnel collection of gear but was overwhelmed by, the physical presence of Mistress Amada, her fantastic rooms and collections of equipment. I was intimidated but still ready for a session. The mistress required that I wear my most demanding cock sheath while waiting for her to begin. She came in a leather dress and thigh high leather boots with high heels. I regret that I did not fully
appreciate her apparel for the session. She immediately satisfied one life long fantasy by putting me in a single glove and bucked the shoulder straps. As an extra touch she belted my wrists for extra restraint.

The mistress next removed my cock sheath and found me wet. She very sensibly placed a condom on to prevent dripping and gave me a stern lecture about premature organism. Next came a tie around the base of my cock and balls, ankle cuffs and a rope forcing me to stand in a semi-squatting position. The mistress explained the story for the evening. I was a stud pony who would be checked for breeding capabilities. The tests would be gate, pony gear, expansion of the semen passage, electrical stimulation, and breeding. I though it was mainly a creative story. Wrong again.

The mistress applied my nose ring, attached a leash and forced me to walk to show my gate. The mistress was laughing at my predicament, on first hearing the laugh I was slightly ashamed, but on reflection I think the laugh was perfect and another example of the mistress's mastery of dominance.

The pony outfit
It was really neat to stand in a single glove and have pony hoofs placed on my feet. Next came the bridle and bit head harness with ears and blinkers. The final touch was the placing of long mittens with hoofs on my arms. These were linked forearm to upper arm to give the appearance of a rearing pony. I was threatened with a pony tail butt plug but the mistress only used the tail as a soft whip. It would have been very nice to be a complete pony as described by Anne Rice in the Beauty trilogy. All I need was the tail, nipple weights and a ring with bell for my cock.

The mistress brought out a leash and forced me to prance like a horse and whinny for yes and no. The mistress found my walk not satisfactory and told me I would be punished on the fixed table. I laid down and liked the mirror and watched as I was tightly fastened. Mistress Amada took her time. My legs were fasted with many belts each of which I first thought was so tight that it would cut off circulation. None did but the restrain was total. I also notice several straps were carefully padded to allow tightness without discomfort. My arms were place in another kind of long mitten and tied down and tightly in several ways. During this time the horse bit was replace by an inflatable gage that still allowed breathing through the mouth. The last touch of bondage was a leather trainer which was applied over the gag and tied down on both sides and the top.

The mistress proceeded with a number of torments, clamps on nipples and cock. These were painful but they were moved frequently and it was very nice. She also whipped my cock with a small whip. She used curry brushes and a spiked glove to give my cock brief but sharp pain. My only regret was that I could not see around the trainer to watch the action in the mirror.

The next major event was putting inserts up my cock. It was an interesting feeling and it would have been great to watch. At his point the mistress introduced the treat of branding my cock closed. It was a very exciting thought. Next came the replacement of my head gear with a discipline helmet.

The mistress inserted a butt plug. I have a tight ass and have tried and failed to insert butt plugs of average size in the past. The process was slow and careful with plenty of lubricant. When the mistress announced that the process was done I didn't even think the plug was in. I contracted the mussels and discovered - Wrong again.!

A rapid release from the table was followed by a short walk with only the helmet and plug to the rotating bed. The mistress slipped my arms into the rubber body bag and then changed helmets. This was proceeded by ear plugs a fact that I really liked. The helmet was outstanding. It tightly gripped my head and cut off all sight but left enough breathing though noses holes and mouth. I was laid down and the bag was zipped on. As an additional treat the mistress placed prickly pads on my chest. A device was attached to my cock and the wires led to butt plug and cock device. The rubber bondage bag was further tied to the bed. It seem like a long wait for the first shock. The slow shocks were pleasant but as the frequency was turned up the pain became intense. I wish I had thought to scream. The mistress continued to vary the frequency of the shocks and to tie me ever more firmly to the bed. I called yellow and finally red and asked that the helmet be removed as it was very tight across the top of my head and was starting to give me a headache. The mistress rotated the bed to leave me up side down. It was great and I could have stayed that way much longer.

The final act was the use of a vibrator, manipulation and mental image to cause an orgasm. The image was fucking the female horse and the threat of branding. I did not come but tried very hard but could not overcome mixed images. The shower was a nice finish.