Session Reviews

Session Review: Tara Sterling

Last Updated (Wednesday, 25 June 2008 23:35) Written by D Thursday, 19 June 2008 21:03

I am just back from a 3 hour session with Tara Sterling from the Eiger Institute in San Francisco. It was a great session, which left me in a very deep sub space haze. I booked the session as an entry visit for her Humiliation Clinic and I had submitted a series of journals about my fetishes and fantasies for two weeks prior to the appointment.

The Clinic is designed for hardcore humiliation and was really different from any other session I have done. The treatment with Ms Sterling is not "roleplay," she is quite serious and insists on strict control. If she tells you to put your hand out, she means put it out and don't move it. If you do, she will correct you.

In setting up the session earlier, I told her I would like the session to include some heavy bondage, at which point she cut me off and told me very directly, "You don't know what you want or need. Your only job is to follow directions." That scared me, in a good way. That theme was reinforced repeatedly during the session. It helped me lose myself in the session and really let her have control, to accept what was happening to me and not fight it, but to let her guide or "treat" me.

So after a two week build up, including being forbidden to touch myself and being required to drown any morning erections I had in container of ice water, I nervously met Ms Sterling for our session.

When I entered the Institute, I was immediately told to face the wall and had a pair of heavy duty metal handcuffs put on me, pulling my arms behind my back. I was told that I would be in bondage for my entire visit, a statement which ended up being shockingly accurate

I was led upstairs and told to undress. It was difficult in the handcuffs, but I managed to remove everything except my shirt. For the shirt, my left hand was uncuffed, while my right was cuffed to the handrail of the stairs. When I switched arms, my left was cuffed, while I removed my shirt from my right arm. After, my hands were recuffed behind me.

Next I was led into a room where I was fitted with a CB2000 to prevent any "unauthorized swelling" and then I was taken to the next room and fitted into a heavy leather straitjacket, which I wore for almost the entire 3 hour session. My hands were each balled into fists and wrapped with duct tape before being slid into the arms of the jacket. Again, each hand not being put in the jacket was cuffed.

She carefully tightened each strap, making me feel very securely bound and very helpless. The next thing she did shocked me. She explained that because I was so backward in my sexual development, she was going to diaper me, which she proceeded to do, after taping my feet and putting them in little booties and then adding a pair of heavy animal print plastic pants.

Needless to say I was mortified, which seemed to amuse her. The humiliation worked on me pretty quickly, dropping me into sub space which I don't think I really left until I was walking back down the street 3 hours later.

Diapered and blushing, she led me to the next room, where I was placed in a metal chair for some immobilizing bondage. This was very intense and she was using it to study my every reaction. When I say immobilizing, I mean it. Heavy metal collar, chest and legs strapped to the chair, so it wasn't even possible to squirm. My ankles were in heavy metal leg irons. My calves where strapped to the chair and my thighs were belted as well. With my feet taped int he booties, I couldn't even wiggle my toes. The straitjacket kept me from moving my arms at all. The collar presses against my throat, forcing me to keep my head motionless.

As I sat there, Ms Sterling wrapped my head. First in plastic, leaving only my nose open. Then in duct tape, completely sealing my head, except for my nose. She watched as I tried to squirm, the bondage seriously working on me. Occasionally, she would offer me something to smell, playing on my fetishes. I could feel my cock tingling and swelling in the cage, wanting so badly to be touched.

I have no idea how long I was bound, but after I was released (well, for the chair at least), I was taken to the medical room, where I was put on a gurney and strapped down. My ankles were secured in hospital restraints. The diaper was undone and the CB2000 removed. I was given a sound in my urethra, to lubricate it, before having the Erok Tek urethra probe inserted.

Ms Sterling experimented with a number of different settings, everything from heavy pulsating and tingling to vicious jolts that made me scream and writhe in my bonds.

She also added a breathing mask that pulled air through a small chamber which she filled with her pee, so each breath filled my head with her scent. She added a strap around my cock and removed the urethra probe and put me back in the diaper. But before she did, she added some "conducting fluid," which I discovered was more of her pee.

She poured it into my diaper, before sealing me back up and using the Eros Tek some more.

After what seemed like an hour or so of CBT, we went back to the bondage room, where she put me in a hanging, leather weave device, which trapped me tight and suspended me. She reconnected the Eros Tek and continued to verbally humiliate me and tormented me by teasing and touching herself, even letting me smell her panties and her shirt, which she removed.

Finally, she had me get inside a leather sleep sack for a final consultation, where she explained to me why I was undergoing this treatment and how severe my condition was. The sleep sack had me totally immobilized, but on top of that it was laced tightly and then I was strapped with 6 to 8 straps to the table.

As we talked, she let the Eros Tek continue to work on me, with small, sharp erratic buzzes that kept me squirming and aching.

When our time was up, I felt a very deep drop, wishing I could stay helpless and bound like that for her forever. But sadly all good things must come to an end.

She let me out of the sack, recuffed me and led me back to the second room, where she removed all my bondage except for the cuffs and removed my diaper.

Much to my embarrassment, she got a fresh diaper and put it on me (after powdering me) to wear for the night. I had to take the train back wearing a diaper under my clothes, which was also extremely humiliating.

She watched me struggle to get dressed, still in the handcuffs and we repeated the left and right arms with the shirt. She finally buttoned me up and led me down the stairs, still with my hands cuffed behind my back. I faced the wall, she removed them and opened the door.

I am still wearing it as I type of this review. Ms Sterling will call me tonight to help decide my future course of treatment and I will hopefully be able to remove it then.

Humiliation sessions are really hard to do well, but Ms Sterling did an great job of breaking me down and working on me psychologically. I had hoped for some bondage, but I was surprised (pleasantly so) by both the extent and intensity of my restraint.

It was a great humiliation session, but the bondage (and Eros Tek!) was what really made it special for me. I can imagine doing a much longer session with her, the "treatment" format leads itself well to that and I found myself wondering what it would be like to spend the night or longer completely restrained.