...Butlins eat your heart out!

....And I was correct, it was not a holiday camp at all.  Not even close.  Last Thursday evening was the most intense scene I have ever done.  This is probably because I had absolutely no control whatsoever (and much as we like to think we are relinquishing control when we sub, we are not really are we!) of the scene that lay ahead.  This was highlighted when Jadie lost it and refused to do what Ms Switch had ordered.  Ms Switch was not budging and would not let Jadie have her way, and, coupled with a refusal to let her bail, that little segment reduced me to tears.  No. Way. Out. Girl, you have just got to grit your teeth and get through it (and this was worse than Swan Lake on a Sat evening when you have also done the matinee and your pointe shoes are full of blood at the beginning of act one....).  

I cannot go into details of what happened, but seeing as it was a very real interrogation one pic won't hurt, and my position says it all really, though who I am praying to I really don't know as my captors were immune to our pleas and our puppy eyes.... 

It was, however, the most amazing feeling after and I could not believe I had survived.  All of us felt we had somehow achieved something and lived something we had always dreamed of, so thank you once more Mistress Switch and your merry band for taking me to a new place and pushing me way beyond what I thought were my hard limits.  Love you so much...