I typically hate clothes shopping with a passion, although my weight loss over the past two  and and a half years means that a whole new world has opened up to me.

One of my goals for Amsterdam, beyond having a chance to spend time with Master Dave and family, was to go rubber shopping.  It’s been too long that I’ve had rubber that fit, or hasn’t split.

First stop on Saturday was Black Body.

I have never been in a store stocked with more rubber than this place.
I have never run around a store with such wide eyes, enjoying every minute of it.
The scent of rubber, knowing what it’s like to be sweaty either while wearing it or taking it off at the end of a fun time of kink play.

And I have never ever jumped with joy after buying a bunch of clothing or fetish gear like I did. I was hard walking down Kerkstraat thinking about Master Chuck getting hard as a rock, unzipping the rear fuck zipper, as I’m tied down to a fuck bunch, ready for a good power fuck.  Fuck yes!

Next stops were Mr B. and RoB.

•  I picked up rubber braces, tit clamps and a arm band wallet from Mr. B.
• At RoB I found a deal – For €11 found a nice thuddy bat.  What a steal at that price, picking up two – one for Master Chuck and one for Scott and I.  Let’s just say that for the past 48 hours I’ve been hard as a rock – like extremely hard, thinking about Sir ramping me up, so He can bruise my ass.  It’s been a long time since i’ve thought about that kind of play given my headspace.

New gear, new toys.  I feel like my mojo is back, for sure.