I glanced over what I have written today about those days in Weimar Berlin, sweetening my coffee with too much sugar as I tend to do these days, and there I found a glowing omission. I have neglected to tell you what happened that night in the room at the Hotel Adlon.
No, I don’t mean the paddling.
If you’ve read the episodes of my experiences in The Berlin Sex Diary of Lady Eve Marlowe, you are aware how I became aroused by a paddling by a Berlin intellectual with a monocle.
Instead I speak of the exquisite wonderment of a young girl’s discovery that I enjoyed what happened to me when I imagined the “sweet punishment” delivered by a handsome man I met in a black Fedora hat and cloak.
What if I wished to recreate the sensual thrills I experienced in the hotel room? I could utilize a sex toy when I found myself alone and without a lover to satisfy me.
Surprised? Don’t be. Weimar Berlin was no stranger to such erotic delights.
When I later experienced the irresistible alchemy of the man in the black Fedora, Count Peter von Stryker, he introduced me to the underground world of sex toys. Such carnal items were nothing new in Germany. The Count showed me a sexually explicit drawing from 1900 featuring a “self-gratifier” for women which squirted milk into the willing female participant.
I also saw life-size sex dolls and spanking machines in his School of Pleasure and I’ll never forget the day he slipped a pair of sexy black patent pumps onto my feet decorated with four “penis” buckle straps.
I also felt profoundly liberated when the Count introduced me to the pleasures of a pedal-driven female masturbation machine manufactured in Dresden in 1926.
I have no regrets about climbing aboard the machine for a ride.
And when I looked for a reason not to try it again, I could not find any.
Lady Eve Marlowe