Pillory Part II

Went off to the wood shop. English Oak is expensive! After some discussion we decided to use American Oak and stain it. The look is similar but its about a third the price.

The design we built has three turned posts in a line. The head stocks fit into slots in the upper (flat) part of the post. The position of the head stocks is adjustable by means of pegs that fit through the upper and lower halves of the head board.

We have started out with extra thick stock so that we can dress the piece up with carvings later. At the moment it looks kind of chunky. To be strictly authentic we should turn the columns into spirals. I don't know if I am quite up to that.

The basic joinery is not at all complex, not least because we want to be able to take everything apart for storage. Its basically bolts together but the bolt holes are covered by fake through tenons. It only took a few hours to fit together.

We did a trial run with one prisoner (Helen). Her first comment was that once you are in you really know that you are stuck. Also the field of view is much more severely restricted than you might expect since it is imposible to raise your head and turning it does not do much.

Another thing we quickly discovered is that it is quite difficult undressing a prisoner once they are locked in since most clothes have to go over the arms. We have to think about this when designing costumes.

We played for about 20 minutes until Helen complained of starting to get stiff. It would definitely be no fun being in the thing all day. Helen is very fair skinned which has given me the idea that we should stain the piece jet black in the manner of old Tudor furniture.

Helen is working on some art work to be carved into the head boards. These are the only pieces that provide much scope for anything beyond a geometric pattern.

Woodcraft

We are having some disagreement over the best way to design a pillory. One school of thought is to go for ye olde Englishe rustic look. The other is to build it as fine furniture.

The basic design that we are looking at is for a double pillory (the standing up version). The design should prevent the inmates seeing behind them and be adjustable so that the head and hands can be set at the exact height desired.

Flavia would like people to know about her new Isabella piercing

In case you want to know where an Isabella goes take a look at this gallery.

Her description of the process: "Ow! Ow! Owwww!" (she also had her nipples pierced).

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In the midst of our German detour I almost forgot about the original reason for the visit to France. After several visits to properties and rather a lot of lawyers. We have secured a long term lease on a small château for a relatively modest sum.

Confession time!

We got up somewhat late. Over breakfast Bert called his wife to tell her what he had been up to as required under their rules. Even though a window girl had been explicitly sanctioned in advance by email she had not sanctioned five.

It was not possible to go into details while sitting in the breakfast room of the Kranskopolski. This is an elaborate Victorian affair with cast iron pillars. I was quite enjoying listen to Bert's attempts to tell his wife what he had been up to without telling the other diners.

Fortunately the conversation was somewhat more relaxed than it might have been. Bert told her that we plan to drive north to the Colosseum up near the Danish border.

It is just as well that we did since she called back just as we had joined the motorway. The Colosseum club isn't up near the Danish border, its down in the south near Munich! We turned round and headed south while Bert tried to get the sat nav to behave. The problem is that there are two Augsburgs.

With the phone on speaker we gave Bert's wife a fuller account of our activities and she gave an account of hers; reading the 6th installment of Harry Potter. She sounds like a good sport but she did warn Bert that she has a date with someone she described as her 'fuck buddy' tonight.

Munich is the other end of Germany so we were planning on a long drive. Then 200 miles in I get an email from 'wifey' suggesting a place in the Frankfurt area instead. This is X-Treff, which specializes in the 'all you can eat' group sex orgy. Entrance 150Eu.

Candy Club

The session with Kimberly was entirely satisfactory. There was no problem with the hotel. She arrived in a sexy but discrete outfit. We said hello and she asked to use the bathroom. I had previously left her fee in an envelope with her name on it next to the sink.

She came out wearing a different outfit and did a strip, rubbing herself against us, removing ties, shirts, shoes. Soon we were all lying naked together on the bed, stroking her. Despite the fact that this was our fourth session of the day both of us were soon standing to attention. Bert went first taking her in missionary and I followed.

Afterwards we went to the Candy Club. This is a swingers club of sorts. Since this was a Friday night the place was pretty busy. The door fee is 25Eu for single men, single women are always free, couples are free some nights and get extra drinks included on other nights.

The club rule is 'anything goes'. Couples can (and do) fuck in public. Most of the single women are prostitutes and they will come up to you and ask 'Do you want to fuck'. If you do the prices are similar to those of the Kamer girls.

There are three alcoves 'covered' with a curtain. The place was so full though that most of the alcoves had multiple couples using them throughout the night. Most of the customers just sit as if there is nothing going on while there are people fucking a few feet away. One of the swinging women wore a short miniskirt and no panties. Her partner kept lifting her skirt so the whole room could see her. After a while they retreated to one of the alcoves to fuck and pointedly left the curtain open so everyone could see.

Bert and I both watched for a while. We started to chat with one of the swing couples. They didn't come here very often, it was more a venue for exhibitionism than picking up couples. Then to prove themselves wrong they hooked up with another couple and retreated to an alcove.

I found a Romainian lass who was fun, efficient and 50Eu all in. Afterwards one of the swing women came over and we kissed for a while. She asked me to go down on her which was great. Afterwards she tried to give me a blow job but the well was finally dry.

Road Trip Continued, Amsterdam RLD

Bert and I continued our European road trip with a visit to the Amsterdam Red Light District last night.

The show at the Cassa Rosso lived up to expectations. As usual the place was pretty full. There were approximately six acts plus the special 'banana' act which I won't describe as it would spoil the suprise. Unlike the other show I have been to at the Moulin Rouge in Amsterdam the delay between acts was minimal.

Four of the acts were basically a girl doing a striptease. It was well done and professionally choreographed. One girl did some cunt tricks involving a candle etc. There was a girl/girl act which didn't look particularly special and a boy/girl act where they clearly were having fun.

There used to be another good review across the street but the Cassa Rosso bought it out. They also bought out the museum of sex up the street.

Afterwards we took a stroll and did some window shopping. After our visit to PHG earlier in the day we were both pretty satiated. But a visit Amsderdam is never complete without a visit to a window girl so we decided to stay an extra night.

We got up early this morning, had breakfast at a local cafe and walked around site-seeing. The RLD does not really get going until mid afternoon and earlier in the day it can be practically deserted. Once it gets hopping in the early evening however the girls are much more rushed.

I was planning to wait till later but we passed a Kamer with a sexy nymph with blonde hair wearing a pair of cut of jeans and a come hither look that caused my loins to stir. It is important to negotiate carefuly in the RLD. We agreed a price for 30 minutes of completely naked full sex and I climbed the steep stairs up to her room.

The RLD is really set up for fast food type service with no frils. You are expected to undress and spring straight into action which we did. The experience is not so much sex as rutting. Afterwards she told me she is from Utrecht and this was her first week on the game as she had only turned 18 two months ago.
She is saving the money for college.

When I got out I met Bert in a local coffee shop as arranged. He had walked a few doors down and found a girl who turned out to be rather less obliging and provided only an average experience. On the other hand I paid quite a bit more.

We took lunch then caught a bus out to a privehaus, Park 118 which was a much more satisfactory experience. here you pay 40Eu to the house and 35Eu to the girl. This is more than the 50Eu you pay in the RLD but its like getting full restaurant service rather than fast food. The real difference is that the house has a reputation to maintain while the window girls know that there will always be another tourist.

Afterwards we walked back to the hotel doing some site seeing on the way. Bert wanted to do another window girl but I pursuaded him we should visit Love Club 21 instead. This is a Thai massage parlor off the main RLD strip with sex included in the price. The massage was excellent rather than a prefunctory prelude to the sex. The girl put the same effort and attention into both and afterwards helped me shower.

The RLD was beginning to become busy but it was time for dinner. We went to a fondue restaurant behind the palace. July is not fondue weather but I like fondue.

Over dinner Bert told me that yesterday had been his first visit to a brothel or paid for sex. It appears that I have corrupted him. He would like to visit some places he could take his wife. They have an open marriage deal which kicks in if either of them is 200 miles from the other. His wife is a lawyer and noting that he travels more than she does worded the deal so that she can party at home when he is away.

Strictly speaking he could take his wife to all of the places we have been. The PHG even has a separate telephone number and presumably a discrete entrance for female guests. About a quarter of the audience at the Cassa Rosso was female.

I suggested that we visit the Candy club but it only opens at 9pm and the main action starts much later. A better introduction for his wife would be to have an escort meet them in their hotel room.

We returned to the hotel and surfed the web for recommendations. We decided to go for a 2-guy threesome. I called an agency and put the phone on speaker so Bert could listen in. The girl on the other end spoke excellent English and assured us that there would be no problem with our hotel. Several girls did 2 guy threesomes but not all did three guy threesomes and couples threesomes which is what we wanted so that Bert could ask for the same girl if she is working next time he returns. After some negotiation we agreed on a girl called Kimberly who will should arrive in about 5 minutes.

Excellent timing, she is here!

Planet Happy Garden

We just left PHG and we are back in the Jag on our way to Amsterdam.

The German FKK clubs like PHG are very different from the sordid back street affairs in the UK or US. The reception area is like the reception area of a hotel.

The receptionist was very friendly and spoke English which saved me having to translate for Bert. First she explained the prices, "There is a 50 Eu entrance fee and a flat rate 50 Eu fee for each 30 minute session with a girl. This includes oral sex with a condom and full sex." Bert's jaw almost drops when she says this in her matter of fact. "An extra 30 minutes costs an additional 25 Eu, if you require anal sex you must ask the girl before you go to the room and pay extra" Bert must have seemed uncertain as the receptionist repeats the last comment, this time touching the front and rear of a life sized statue of a (clothed) 1950s cheescake model in the reception area to clarify the point. Bert laughs and replies "yes I understand".

The receptionist shows us to the changing rooms. She hands each of us a bath robe, and a locker key on a wrist band and tells us to undress. We take a shower in the open co-ed shower area (another girl came and showered with us) then head to the lounge dressed in our white bath robes.

The lounge has many customers and girls. In a true FKK club the girls are completely nude (FKK is German for nudist). PHG is not an FKK club so the girls are scantily clad rather than completely naked. But there are many of the (15 at least) and it gets busier in the evening shift.

We have plenty of time so we sit and relax over a beer and make small talk with some of the girls. There are girls from Turkey, Thailand, Italy, Brazil and of course Germany. Most of them are really georgeous, some merely pretty and only a small number are plain. I choose a blond German girl with a dragon tatoo on her shoulder called Sammy. Bert picks another German girl called Sandy, brown hair with a blonde streak.

Sammy leads me to the room, leaves me for a short while and returns wearing a robe. She faces me and lets the robe fall to the floor, wow! What a body! We begin slowly with stroking and kissing. She gives me a blow job then orders me to mount her doggy style, she is very enthusiastic and very noisy. At her request we change positions several times. She asks if I would like anal and I eagerly accept. She is tight and I come quickly but Sammy is not finished with me, she tells me to go down on her. I oblige and soon she is comming in what appears to be an unfaked orgasm. She guides my hand to her ass and I press my thumb into her butt hole as she comes causing her to shout even louder. By this time I am stiff and take her a second time. She smiles as I slide inside her. This time we are slower and less rushed.

Afterwards I try to find Bert but he isn't anywhere to be seen. When he finaly reappears fifteen minutes later he is saying goodbye to a different girl. Looks like I need to catch up here.

We take a sauna in the indoor sauna. This has large glass windows so everyone can see what is going on inside. After fifteen minutes we shower, get a drink and repeat. This time we are joined by Sammy and Sandy. Sammy speaks excellent English and pursades us that we should party with each other's girl.

Sandy was excellent but I am still recovering from Sammy and we only have a short party. She is from Poland and like Sammy speaks good English and is a screamer. This time we were in one of the 'Bavarian' cabins in the grounds so everyone walking past could hear. Fortunately this did not seem to bother her.

I return to the lounge and I am not suprised to find that Bert and Sammy are still busy. By now it is getting late and the club is filling up. There are something like 25 girls on duty and 30 men. Determined to even the score I quickly hook up with a Turkish girl.

When I meet Bert in the bar I ask him why we are planning to leave this place to watch othe people perform in a sex. He answers that its because thats all we are capable of after an hour each with Sammy.

We left the club sometime before 8pm and have just made it to the hotel.

Road trip report

I am blogging this from the road while Bert drives.

We left Paris early this morning (well early for me!). My concierge service got us rooms at the Kranskopolski which is the only place to stay in Amsterdam.

Going direct with no stops we would be almost at the hotel by now. Instead we had lunch at a very nice restaurant just outside Luxembourg.

The plan is to make a stop at the
Planet Happy Garden on the way. Spend three or four hours there, then drive the remaining 100 miles or so to Amsterdam after the rush hour has cleared.

The PHG is the type of place that really shows the difference between 'decriminalization' and 'legalization'. In the UK even the largest parlors never have more than 6 girls. In Germany there are several clubs with 20, 30 or more girls working each night. The other big difference is in the quality of the furnishings. Even the 'upscale' UK parlors are pretty dingy, like a cheap seaside B&B. Thin towels and nylon sheets. The PHG is fitted out like an upscale business class hotel.

The difference is more than just cosmetic. It is just so much nicer to visit a place where someone is conspicously taking care of it and wants to make it a place that you want to stay for a while.

Its like the difference between my Jag and a Lada. Both with get you from A to B in more or less the same time. A leather and wood interior does not make the car go any faster or hold any more. But it does make the trip a lot more pleasant.

Stage Discussion

OK, our attempts to find erotic entertainment were abandonded. Since we could not locate any of the places recommended on the net we went off to sample a few wines instead and worked on our stage design.

We agreed that the starting point should be a circular stage 6' across with the ability to rotate at an appropriate speed (not too fast) with a load of approximately 500lb (i.e. two or three people). We did some calculation and decided to start with a welded metal frame rotating about a central axis supported by wheels or ball bearings at the rim.

At least part of the stage should be transparent to allow it to be lit from beneath, to allow mounting of cameras for filming the on stage action and to allow for embeded video screens so that the people on stage can see the same view the audience is seeing.

Some other features we would like to incorporate include an air vent so that we can re-create the Maralyn Monroe skirt in hot air vent effect from Some like it Hot. This would be coupled with an overhead air vent so the model holds up a piece of clothing and it gets sucked up and away.

We would also like to have some means of mounting a pole for pole dancing. The stage should be capable of being locked in a fixed position to allow use of features such as the dancing pole.

We would also like to go for an overall Japanese type theme. We rejected the idea of making the whole top transparent for reasons of cost and practicality.

The rest of the stage would be made up of 3/4" plywood frames bolted together. The main support braces would be in dadoed and screwed together using screw hardware designed for several assembly/knockdown cycles (we used this extensively in the Rome set). We then add cushions to the benches to make the seating a bit more comfortable.

The lighting rig is supported by a bamboo space frame and we make the display screens from rice paper.

Off to Amsterdam tomorrow by way of certain establishments in Germany.

Wipeout

Either we got the address wrong or the Loving Chair is now a chic upscale bar. So retiring to an Internet cafe for research. If that doesn't work the fallback plan is to drive off to Amsterdam tommorow morning.

I visited the place a few years ago, I am not suprised it is gone. The sex show was a pleasant evening's entertainment but sadly the audiences did not do justice to the spectacle. At 55 Eu it was not expensive, but not cheap either. The venue was a 'theatre in the round' with a stage about 6 ft across. There were three girls who each did a striptease and then engaged in various degrees of intimate contact with the audience. One allowed me to stroke her pussy. The house speciality was audience insertion of a dildo which was great fun. Then there was a boy/girl act where the boy came and the girl was clearly wet.

Nostalgia is not what it used to be. Now that we have Rome built but on hold it is probably time to start thinking of the next event. We have done re-enactments, how about a future? Does a sex show have to be as tacky and sordid as they always are?

We could build a theatre in the round with a circular stage. Pehaps make the stage with a glass floor so that it can be lit and filmed from underneath. It would not take a great deal to make the stage revolve, captive ball bearing track for instance.

There would be monitors set up so that the audience could see close ups of the on stage action. A 6' stage would have a circumference of 40' which is enough to seat 16-20 people. Two rows of seating and one standing would be easily enough for 50-60 people. We could use the set for more than one event. We could rent most to the lighting rig we don't have already.

We could go for a high tech techno-look (black leather, chrome, plasma displays) or alternatively go for a themed approach such as a Japanese theme like the Honban manaita shows described in Pink Samurai. This might be cheaper to pull off well since we can use wood for much of the set and instead of expensive plasma screens, project onto a rice paper screen. Main problem here would be finding a designer who could pull it off.

Sex Shows

I am currently visiting Paris with an American friend. Tonight we plan to visit some of the shows in the Pigalle. He was reluctant to do this at first because ten years earlier he had visited a 'show' on the Rue St Denis which charged a $20 entry fee and the only girl 'performing' was pretty ugly and would only dance if she was paid the equivalent of $30 first.

He then visited another club where he watched a so-so show and was presented with a bill of $250 for 'drinks' he had never ordered. He complained to the police but they refused to do anything.

Today the police are somewhat more concerned about protecting tourists from rip off artists but the Rue St Dennis is still wall to wall rip-offs according to all the web reviews I have found.

Blvd Chichy is much safer, as a rule of thumb however avoid any venue that has touts! The Loving Chair (Loving Flesh) has good reviews and we will try to find it. I am trying to remember the name of the show I visited ten years ago, Love Theatre? Can't find it on the web, it has probably been gone for years.

Weekend not a complete wash out

The sudden postponement of the Rome event left me unexpectedly free this weekend. Fortunately the bulk of our suppliers are the sort who understand that the weekend after a major terrorist outrage is not the time to be holding historically authentic re-enactments of Roman orgies.

However our plans are merely postponed, not cancelled. The owner of the venue cannot lend it to us for the next few weeks due to a wedding that is planned. However we have another date penciled in and so far almost all of the suppliers and entertainers for the first event have said they can support the new date.

It was therefore something of a surprise when two young ladies, Abbey and Dannielle showed up at the venue after we had finished dismantling and boxing the set. Fortunately we had cancelled before we had unpacked most of it. At first we thought that the message had not reached them. Then they said that they had been told, they just came over to cheer us all up!

By this time there were four of us left, myself, Sextus, the property owner and his wife (who can't be identified yet for obvious reasons). The girls helped us get the last cartons loaded onto the rental truck. As soon as we were done they started their show.

They began with a kiss, but you could tell by the way they looked at each other that it wasn't just a show, they genuinely like and love each other. Within a few minutes they appear unaware that they are standing in the middle of a garden and are being watched by four people.

The girls undress each other, they could hardly be more different. Abbey is short with blonde hair, a girl next door type. But as she is undressed she reveals tattoos on her right shoulder and left thigh. Her nipples and navel are pierced, her cunny completely shaved. Dannielle is tall, leggy with jet black hair. A thick but neatly trimmed triangle marks her pubis.

The girls make love to each other while the rest of us watch from our garden chairs. It is always a real treat to watch two people who clearly genuinely love each other make love honestly and without affectation. Occasionally the girls appear to remember that they are meant to be putting on a show and pause to make a display of their partner's sex but a few seconds later they are back at it and the sex is once again buried under their tongue.

Afterwards they persuaded the owner's wife to join them. This was a surprise to me because I didn't know she was bi, afterwards it turned out that neither did she! At any rate she enjoyed herself. Afterwards Sextus and I enjoyed her together in a spit roast as her partner partied with her two friends. The girls then decided that it was Sextus's turn for their attention while we had some double penetration fun with the owner's wife, another new experience for her.

After a short rest the girls declared that it was my turn. Abbey gave me a blow job while Dannielle let me lick her cunny. Abbey straddled me and rode me reverse cowgirl while I fingered Dannielle's cunny and ass.

It doesn't get much better than that!

Rome postponed

For obvious reasons we have decided to postpone the Rome event.

Members will be releived to know that it appears that all our London based members are safe.

Bottomless tennis

Despite the late start to planning, the panty-less tennis tournament was a great success. In the end it turned out that we had a shortage of male players since most of the men were commons to watch rather than play. After some persuasion partners were found for all eight ladies who entered.

Afterwards at the ladies insistence the men played a game of nude water polo in the pool. My apologies for the temperature, I am in the process of replacing the heating system with a heat pump based unit. The idea is to direct the waste heat from the air conditioning into the pool in summer. In winter when we need to heat both the pool and the hall the heat will be pumped out from recirculation loops that will be laid underneath the croquet lawn. All of which answers I hope the question of why it is necessary to dig trenches 1m deep to lay a croquet lawn!

In the evening we threw some burgers and steaks on the BBQ. The inevitable nocturnal pleasures continued late into the night.

Tennis

So far ringing round eight men and three women have signed up, we are going to need some more women to make this an interesting event...

We have two courts at the hall, both clay. I think they were installed when the place was a hotel but they might date from the school phase. There is also a squash court but its still full of the junk we stripped out during the renovation. Most of it is just junk, some of it is important.

As for the questions from the women as to why they don't get to see the men: some of the trees had to come down after a storm last winter and the courts are visible from the churchyard. We are far enough away to get away with panty-less tennis but nude would create too much conversation in the village.

Given the time available I suggest that matches consist of a single set.

Who needs Wimbledon?

BBC SPORT | Tennis | Men's singles draw

Looks like this will be yet another year when the men's final consists of nothing but power serves and any point in which the server hits the ball after the serve is considered a long rally.

Time for an alternative tennis chapionship this sunday: mixed doubles, the women wear no panties.

Venue: the hall, drop me a line if you want to attend. I will provide strawberries, cream, champagne etc.