Fun

BDSM sex is,of course, dark, dramatic, kinky and very erotic.

Sometimes, though, it can be hysterically funny. Not that this in any way detracts from the experience, it can, in fact, enrich it, unless you fall into the dreadful crime of taking yourself too seriously. Which is always bad karma.

For example, last year our good friend Marianne paid us a visit. Now Marianne is a game girl and, like Mocuar, is a bisexual switch. Both of them have done a fair amount of yumming the yoni and giving and receiving whippings in the past, so when the three of us get together for a bit of a play, the potential variations are quite interesting.
On the night in question we’d got to the point when Marianne was knelt on the floor, presenting her arse for a good whipping and ready to rock. Mocuar was doing the honours with various toys and I was filming (occasionally we changed places).

Then it happened. Marianne got a fit of the giggles and couldn’t stop.

No matter how hard we tried with the tawse, a couple of floggers and a rubber paddle (which stings like hell) she just kept laughing. Soon Mocuar and I started and the three of us were in hysterics even though we kept on going. After a while we were whipping her as hard as we could just to see how long she could keep up the merriment.
For the record, it was about an hour or so, finally we used our rattan cane, which has a very sharp bite, and the giggles turned to yelps.
By the end of it, her arse was liberally decorated with welts and bruises and she found sitting down slightly uncomfortable for a day or so.

We still look back on that as being one of the best experiences we’ve had.