After a day of of Spanish lessons and a night of Flamenco dancing, both Jimena Lago and I were exhausted and ended up waking up very late the following day. My sleepover in Madrid with Jimena Lago hits it’s second day with trips to the sex shop and lots of spanking.
Waking up late, Jimena and I headed to a cafe to catch up on some all day breakfast. Whilst I was sorely tempted by the Huevos y Rotos but after a miscommunication with the waiter (apparently not even personal Spanish lessons with Jimena can help my natural suckyness at languages) I ended up ordering some ham on toast and an omelette. It also came with a coffee which I didn’t drink, on the account of never drinking coffee. Spanish ham I think has to be one of my favourite things. Spanish omelette is also fantastic, but I think I still prefer runny egg yolk.
From the cafe we could see a very long queue. I asked Jimena what is was for and she told me the lottery. Apparently it’s a very famous lottery that people from all over Europe come to get a ticket for, as it has one of the highest win rates. The line looked at least half an hour long, and as we walked further on, there were similar lines of equal length leading to other lottery dispensaries.
Jimena decided to take me to her favourite sex shop, which puts english sex shops to shame. Instead of something sleazy and full of shame, this sex shop had fairy lights and three floors of pleasure. There was even an entire section dedicated to the clitoris. The shop assistant was a friendly and very enthusiastic woman who took vibrators and dildos out to show us how they felt. There was an amazing dildo which Jimena bought and which I nearly did that had a manual vibrating effect due to internal mechanics.
Sadly I was not allowed to take photos in the sex shop, but I did manage to buy myself a cute Santa costume which had a white feather trim, and a very nice feather/riding crop whip. It was hard not to simply buy everything, but I had to keep in mind my luggage allowance, and also the last time I went through airport security and they took my bag aside and proceeded to show the world my vibrator collection, before deciding that, yes, this lube is within the guideline amount.
We then went to check out the San Miguel Market which a kindly old man told us was visited by people all around the world. I was in heaven because there was just so much tasty food to be had. I especially loved the olives and other stuff on sticks, which I bought not realising that Jimena didn’t like olives. I ate all of them not wanting it to go to waste… There was also lots of ham. Lots and lots of ham. I was so tempted to buy an entire leg. Even more so when we passed the Ham Museum (which is actually a shop).
Back at the apartment, we took no time at all in taking out our spoils and after messing around with dildos and strap ons and fluffy hats, I decided that Jimena needed a good spanking. I’ll be honest and say my spanking skills aren’t the best, but you can judge for yourself when I finish editing the video.
We spent the rest of the day filming more videos and dancing to the Macarena in our underwear. I’m not joking, there’s video evidence of that as well! The time simply flew by too fast and I am determined to take Jimena to Vegas with me in January. I was horribly upset when we had to say goodbye. We had such a jam packed trip together however that I fell asleep almost straight away after she left, waking up too late and missing dinner. It was completely worth it however and I would do it all again in a heartbeat.