Needles and Thread – April 2011

I have to start with my standard disclaimer: All the hard work was done by Lady Lydia. I just had to stand or lie there while she controlled the session and shot the photographs. I’d previously suggested we play around with the idea of suturing and sewing, and this is what her sadistically creative mind came up with.

She opened up the proceedings by giving me a good working over with a single tail whip. In a steady series of strikes she laid down lines across my back and ass, pausing periodically to dab blood away and to run her hands across my rapidly heating skin. The shot below (click should you wish to enlarge) was taken about 5 hours after the session and shows the effect of this whipping on my back. The 3 or 4 darker spots are where the skin was broken.

After getting my adrenalin and endorphins flowing, we moved across to her padded medical table for the main event of the evening. Heavy plastic wrap was used to immobilize me in place and then an array of needles used to close off the top of my cock. We’ve played around before with piercing the glans, but I’ve never had the head pushed back and the skin sealed around it. It’s an oddly erotic sensation. The surrounding pressure on the head creates a feeling of pleasure, but the resulting tension on the needles from the effect of that pleasure in turn creates pain.

For the suturing Lydia used a series of 18 gauge needles, placing them in diagonal lines down from below my shoulders and finishing with two vertical needles at my sternum. Two more were also placed horizontally above and below each nipple. Then using surgical thread she passed it through the needles, withdrawing each needle as the thread emerged from it. Metal beads were strung onto the thread between each needle, creating the necklace effect you can see in the image below. This was shot immediately after the operation was complete, with the blood and traces of antiseptic solution (the orange stain on my skin) still visible. In all there were 4 threads used, one for each nipple and two traversing my chest.

This final shot shows the end result about 20 or so minutes later after a shower. Although the skin is still a little flushed, and the nipples a little bloody, the thread woven through the skin is pretty easy to see. I ended up wearing the thread and beads for 3 days. It was invisible under my shirt and it gave me great pleasure to sit in a meeting at work or chatting with friends and feel them shifting against my skin. I’d even occasionally run my hand across my chest and smile to myself.

In terms of intensity of pain this was certainly not the most extreme session I’ve done. But the act of being decorated in this way did push me deeply into sub-space. There was a definite sense of objectification in being firmly held in place and then methodically pierced for a purpose. But unlike the typical objectification that depersonalizes a submissive (e.g. forniphilia) there was something very intimate about it, with a real sense of connection. It’s a session I’ll remember for a very long time, and I’m very grateful to Lady Lydia for allowing me to be a part of it.