Photography of an Irish Transvestite in Berlin

some photographic art by me 

Dead Flowers and the Rod for the Berlin Shemale 

I love this picture it was unusually taken by a mistress two years ago, she asked me to wear and old pair of army trousers and loaned me a pair of her black silk panties, she suggested the birch rod as a painful reminder of my afternoon with her. Pain is what I got and she let me keep the panties as a memory. I often wear them out and often think of that glorious sunny day when she caned me across my bare ass. We drank old French brandy after and listened to Leonard Cohen for hours after. Her two friends came by later and she showed them her handy work, many women find the idea of a transvestite being caned very erotic and somewhat sensual. So sensual I was allowed to explore inside one of the girls panties.

I often go into the forests to receive beatings from my two mistresses, I find it primitive, to be so close to nature and to be beaten in isolation. Lillianne likes to beat me hard and often to the point where I cry out and often scream, her friend remains in the background - she acts as a lookout - I call her the watch woman, she sometimes assumes the role of deliverer and can be as harsh as Lillianne. They visit once or twice a month, sometimes they take friends to watch, it turns them on, sometimes they sexually abuse me, Lillianne prefers the rod, she practices martial arts and she is in total control of our trips, any straying from her control is punished by the rod to the back of my legs, it is extremely sore and the pain can last for many hours. The consent is implicit, if I travel to the forest dressed as a young woman then it is clear that I will be beaten, if I don't want to go that is my choice, Lillianne knows her limits and she uses discretion to extract the maximum satisfaction. Punishment and control is a two way process, three hours in an isolated forest creates the opportunies to tease out the needs and desires of both parties. Sexual desire plays an important part, I always experience erection and I feel sexual heat particularly in my anal region. Lillianne often uses sodomy as a method of control.

I have unusually soft skin for a male, when I was at school I was banned from using the communal shower room as they explained that I was causing the others to have erections. Quite a thing to happen, Lillianne tied me in a chain and pulled the links so tight they were almost forcing into my skin. She bound my wrists and ankles and thread the links around my groin. It didn't hurt but it give a strange sense of entrapment. She took the thin cane and whipped it across my buttocks, I was writhing and twisting so much in pain that the chains dug into my skin, she whipped me five times, very hard and each time the chains left marks. She said they were the true marks of pain. She left me on the bed and went off to the pub and when she got back she continued where she had left off. My wrists and ankles were bruised black and blue, she sodomised me to finish and before she left she told me that her marks would stay until she returned from Frankfurt the following week. I was her bitch and I miss her now she is married and gone. 











Before the Beating 

I spent a long weekend last year with a man and his partner in Bavaria - a weekend that confirmed to me that I was seriously in deep with humilliation and discipline. It was the first time I was subjected to the dog lead treatment, being led back through the forest on a long dog lead whilst being curtailed by a cane was truly erotic. 

When I visit Ireland I often stay out in the country with an old friend, when we get drunk I often let her use the sally rod on my ass - I love her place it is miles from nowhere near and ancient bog, it is isolated and very primitive. I often wonder through the bog almost naked. It gives me a sense of freedom