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Thoughts – August 28, 2017

Past week we had a few opportunities to play because Little A. went out.

I combined rope, pain and pleasure pushing Princess towards very intense orgasms.

Princess yelped when I removed the clothespins while switching on the massager. The yelps faded away and became soft moans while she reached yet another climax.

Needless to say such moment bring us even closer.

When Princess came out of subspace she had a question.

“What do you get out of it, Milord?” she asked. “When you play this kind of scene I sense you are not hard. What is playing in your mind?”

An interesting question indeed and I’ll try to answer that one in an other post.

I love kayaking. Princess and I went a few times on the Veerse Meer in The Netherlands. I paddled there a few times solo too.

When I paddle solo on this huge lake I enjoy the absolute solitude. I am embedded in nature. I depend on my skills to navigate. I rely on my strength to paddle many kilometers. Past Friday I did almost 18 km.

Halfway I felt tired. My legs hurt. This also happens during a long drive in the car.

I love that feeling of pushing my physical boundaries.

I would go more often to the Veerse Meer but it is, at its best, a 90′ drive and chances are there are huge traffic jams.

So I am/was looking for something new to do. Mountain biking or off-road had a nice ring to it. It is an activity that is demanding on many levels too. Like kayaking.

But in the boat I feel like only my upper torso and shoulders are trained.

So mountain biking sounded like fun.
Yesterday I spend a huge part of the day watching Youtube films on the subject.

Today I went to Decathlon and purchased a beginners Rockride 520.

Added a helmet and wheel arches. The gloves I had already. I also use them for paddling.

Threw everything in the car.
Parked at a forest.

Mounted my Gopro on the bike and did a 10 kilometer trip. Boy was this great. The speed, the wind, the scents, the sounds. Once again embedded in nature, traveling on pure muscle power. What an experience. I filmed the whole trip.
The “movie” extremely boring.

Tomorrow is one of my last days of my holiday and I’m going to have such a great time. Me and my bike. Or my bike and me.

By the way, if everything goes well tomorrow will also bring a very special evening.

Sid is coming over and I have prepared a BDSM-scene that will blow Princess away. It will push all her buttons.

After the scene I’ll give a choice. Call it a day or continue with a hot threesome.
It will be our first experience with The Stranger 2. The scene will be about Princess being a total slut. Princess being used. Princess as a sex slave.

Did I mention I’ll be meeting a possible candidate for The Stranger 3? More on that later.

On a yet to determine Saturday evening Princess and I are going to a swingers club. Slave Serge and his wife and Domina Jane will be tagging along. No swapping here though, just two couples on a night out in town.

Princess is already hoping I’ll arrange some hot fuck for her.

But the most important thing Princess and I are looking forward to is our trip to Poland in September.

We’ll be celebrating our 6th anniversary near Kraków in Southern Poland.

Thoughts – Wednesday, June 21, 2017

This morning we made love, Princess and I. Well, it was more hot fucking and Princess orgasming a lot.
 
Yesterday evening we went out for a drink. It was so hot on the apartment. Good thing The Stranger called of our sex date. It would have been unpleasant.
 
We came back at around 22:00 and did some rope, Princess and I. I used two dozen of clothes pins I pinched around her groin. She suffered but a squirting orgasm was her reward.
 
So this morning we fucked like it was our last day on earth. Then we drank coffee and talked about our trip to Poland. We need to plan this and make it happen.
 
At noon Princess left. I made something to eat and then I drove to our local swimming bath.
Huge mistake. To much screaming kids in a hall with bad resonance. It made me almost mad. After 40′ I called it a day and went back home.
Had a nap.
Woke up an hour later feeling exhausted, worn out, tired, sleepy. The heath I suppose. Ozon, age, whatever.
 
I have second thoughts about the kayaking. There is a big discrepancy between what I want and what is possible for the moment.
 
Let me explain.
I am a lone wolf. Teams sports? Nah, not my thing. Diving, like I did for many years, with a buddy, is okay. You are alone but somebody is watching you back and vice versa.
Group travels? Over my dead body. I rather kill myself than walking behind some guide holding up an umbrella. Being talked to like a toddler and fed with information you forget two seconds later.
It is not for me but, by all means, be my guest.
 
I want to be able to take my kayak whenever I want to any place I want.
 
So in my mind’s eye I do stuff you see on Youtube, PaddleTV. Except I don’t live in Canada, the US or whatever. The sceneries over here ain’t  that great. But it is being outside, on the water that counts. Right? Right.
 
I drove to a nearby town where my future club is. I’m still a trainee.
Got a kayak, threw it in the water and got in. It was the 4th time and it went great. I got in the kayak and started paddling on a river’s arm long about 1 klick (0,6 mile). It was great. For a while the instructors gave me tips. Then there was complete silence. Or I was doing okay or they thought ‘that guy is way to dumb to learn even how to masturbate without help.’
 
I went up and down the one click river arm. Tried everything I saw on the YouTube clips. Stopping the kayak, turning it around, going backwards, turning using another technique.
Learning to control the kayak. Be one with it.
 
I had my Denver action cam with me. Learned that after 30 minutes the battery is almost drained. Image quality is okay but I guess there are better options if you splash enough dough.
 
Ninety minutes later I called it a day. My shoulders hurt and I need some bicycle gloves for the paddling.
 
I entered my kayak swiftly. Getting out was difficult. I am not able to put enough strength in my arms to push myself out of the kayak.
 
It is something I need to work on.
 
I enjoyed paddling. I enjoyed being on the water. I was a part of the world where dragon flies and whirligig beetles and water birds live.
There is so much to see when you are on water level.

On the water

Wednesday, May 31.

I enjoyed kayaking on the river Ourthe in the Ardennes during our midweek. In fact I love being in and on the water.

Back in the early nineties I went diving in The Netherlands quite often. Sometimes even twice a week. Mostly a night because then there was actually something to see. Most of the time we could not see further than two feet or so but occasionally we had some clear water and could see about 4 or 5 feet.

I stopped diving for multiple reasons.  I went to sleep for many years until I found the courage to leave my unhappy marriage.

Since September 2011 I have entered the best years of my life. The only thing that is missing is sport. I want to do something but I’m quite a loner so groups sports are not something I feel comfortable with.

Last week Princess and I did some kayaking. It was my first time and I immediately fell in love with it. There is water, there is the physical effort and the fun being in the open. I could even combine it with photography of video.

Driving to the Ardennes and renting a kayak is not an option. Too far from home, too many traffic jams and fuel is much more expensive than in the early nineties.

Kayaking can be done in our region too. There are a few interesting rivers and there are canals too.

Yesterday I checked the internet for nearby clubs. This afternoon I visited one. The offer 3 free initiations.

What a difference.
In the Ardennes you pull you kayak to the water, you get in it and then somebody pushes you in the water.

Here you get your kayak in the water and kind of get in. Quite different and not that easy at all.

I tried to get in, the thing started to wobble and suddenly turned over. There I was, in the murky water of the canal, turning the kayak back. I got out of the water, had to pull the kayak back on shore to get the water out.

Anyway, the second time I go in but it was still quite wobbly. The kayak they gave me was much thinner than those in the Ardennes. Also it was a closed model.
I found it hard to steer straight forward, the kayak kept wobbling and each time I reached for the on/off button of my action camera I thought it was going to turn over.

After a while I got the hang of it and was able to peddle in a more straight direction.
We peddled about 4 kilometers and back at the small quay I found it difficult to get out of the kayak. Once again it was wobbling dangerously.

I’ll be back Saturday morning. And then next Wednesday and I’ll become a member and then I can go kayaking at least 3 times a week.

I know I’ll like it.
It felt great being on the water.

Back home I was pleasantly surprised with the quality the cheap Denver action camera. I made some great footage.

I guess I’ve found a new hobby.