Indoor Kinky Beach Party Part 2

I arrived safely at the party a bit early to start my shift. I volunteer on the security team for the play parties and after a few problems I encountered with drunks trying to get in, I decided it would be better to take the early shift. Actually this worked out way better, first because of my safety, I'm not strong enough to play a bouncer, but working at the front door allows me to meet and greet at the door and help with the guests, the coat check and I'm starting to remember all their names too. :)

Once my shift was over, I went in and found myself a place to sit and chat to a few people. There was one lady who was so nervous about playing even though she knew many people. That's what is great about parties, you can just go and socialize without ever having to play. I had brought my floggers with me and I spotted my switch friend sitting not far off, so I excused myself from the table conversation and walked over to her and asked if she wanted a warm up. lol. I asked it that way because she is such a pain slut and on a few occasions she has taunted me that I'm not hitting her hard enough. Ya just wait until I get my swing down better. LMAO But she already had a partner for a scene they were doing in about 20 minutes. We chatted for a few minutes and then I headed off.

Just I was returning to the other table I was approached by a Dom, whom I had met only a few times over these last few months. I do talk to the lifestylers about individuals, not for gossip sake but so that I know who is safe to play with. But still I exercise caution with those I haven't played with before. He was given a good recommendation as far as being safe and his style of play was more on sensations, so when he asked if I would be interested in playing I said yes. I still talked to him about his likes and dislikes and there wasn't a lot we needed to negotiate, as we were just going to use safe words.

I felt a lot more exposed than usual. The equipment was set up on stages with huge stage lights beaming down on each piece of equipment while the rest of the room was darkened. I really felt the exposure once I got up there with the light beaming down on me while I stripped down to nothing. A huge mirror covered the length of the wall behind me and the "A Frame" to my right I could feel the excitement but also distinctly the feeling of being put on public display . I can see the attraction back in the days when public discipline was used as a means of correction.

I think my choice of clothing led to the scene itself. Striped shirt and white knickers to my knees, bare foot with toe rings and silver anklets made me look a little piratey. Once bound to the A frame with leather straps, he set about warming up my skin with some soft leather for a while and then dragged a set of steel claws down my back. It made me shiver. It felt similar to finger nails but sharper and more focused.

Then he brought out 2 wooden dowels, a bit of rope and a medieval looking steel claw. Binding my nipples between the dowels tight, he had much fun rolling them like sushi, lifting them up hard and pulling straight out until they were sensitive. When he dragged the steel claw across the ends of my over sensitive nipples it was electric. There were a few things going on at the time. These steel objects he had were very sharp and quite capable of breaking the skin, drawing blood, so I was inclined not to move but at the same time it tickled and tingled and it felt like my nipples wanted to hide from the torment so it was hard to keep still. lol

It was kind of a mind bender too, as he ran the wartenberg pinwheel down the back of my legs and as he got to my knees they buckled. This is when I found out I was ticklish behind the knees. lol. The wheel is really sharp and I noticed just how sharp it was as he ran the wheel through the soft folds of my pussy and over my clit. All the moving and twitching gave him an excuse now to punish me, but he wasn't going to make it easy either. He wedged a hard wooden paddle between my ass cheeks and I was supposed to hold it there while he flogged my pussy. Well the pussy whipping got me distracted and I dropped the paddle. I started to giggle, out loud though and that cost me an ass beating. This definitely played out like it was planned, well at least it seemed like it. lol He beat me red and then bit my ass so hard it sent me in the A frame and rocked it. That hurt really bad and just as I was over the crest of the pain there he landed an opened palmed spank on top. Now that got me seeing stars and I was struggling to stay standing. Now that I think about it, I wouldn't have fallen far with my arms tied up over my head.

I was untied and able to walk off the stage and then we collected up all the gear to put away. The public display feeling kicked in again as we had been the only ones playing, and I felt all the eyes watching. It's amazing how fast time goes by, and in all the fun we took up almost 2 hours of floor time. The welts were quite intense this time, although there was little bruising but it was difficult to sit for a few days. He did a great job and I enjoyed how creative he was with his equipment. It gave me some more wicked ideas to use on others too. :)

Indoor Kinky Beach Party Part 1

So much happened today and made my head spin. A few days earlier I went shopping for a new outfit for the party. It had to be something that was thematic and yet wearable in public. So I bought this cute striped shirt that was split down the middle, white Capri's and shoes and a white g-string with a silver butterfly at the back. I left the items in the car until I was ready to use it. I have bad allergies and my mom has a few cats so I thought to keep them hair free until the last possible moment.

The day of the party I got ready to go out as usual and had my clothes laid out on the bed for after my shower. My mom wanted to see what I was going to wear and started going through my stuff. She really liked my outfit but then she came across one item, picked it up and holding it in the air, asked me what it was. When I told her it was a g-string she said, "Your not wearing this out of the house!". We both laughed out loud. I have heard that comment so many times before and now I find it quite funny to hear, especially at my age. And funnier still was when she tried to see if it would fit her.

So I got dressed and was sitting on the floor, redoing my toe nails in a suitable color for the outfit. Again my mom walks in, but she is on the phone talking to my grandmother, she was just watching. But then all of a sudden she says to her mother, "Guess what? your granddaughter is sitting on the floor doing her nails and wears g-strings". LMAO I'll probably hear from my grandmother about that later. So I was finally ready to go and mom called me to her room, she wanted to see the whole outfit put together. Well that was fine until she told me to bend over. What? She wants to see what the g-string looks like when it's on. So I lowered my pants slightly just so she could see where the silver butterfly sits. I left the house right after that just in case something else peeked her interest. lol

A Bit of birthday fun

On Friday I visited my switch friend for a lesson with paddles. A lot of them were very flexible and worked more like straps than a paddle. But the last one was hard, 1/4 thick leather, no flex in it at all and I counted 39 steel studs covering the surface. It turned out this would be the toy to play with. It was hard, intense and left some deep, black bruises to the inside of my thighs. The only other time I felt this intensity was flogging clothespins from my thighs. Although the two were very close in how it felt, the biggest added difference was the addition of the impact which covered more space, not just where the pins lay.

Last Tuesday munch meeting was the birthday spanking evening and I was glad to have not been the only June birthday girl. We were in a public place, although we do use the gay bar so there is a bit of privacy, just not enough to get naked. About 5 of us lined up along the pool table, bent over while a long line of people took aim at the row of butts just waiting to get used. It was great fun.

Maybe Outed

I guess it was inevitable that I would eventually see someone who could have me outed. But I never thought that it would be my brothers' wife daughter. I'm really hoping that what happens in the group stays there, although I rather have my doubts. Miserable, vindictive and rude, I'm not sure exactly what her goals will be now. My brother and his wife are in the throws of a bad ending and I fear that she can, maybe or will stir the pot with the new discovery. But even if it does happen I can hold my own, just hope I don't have too really. I hope that she keeps the code of the lifestyle and not out me. The good news is though, I think, that once I am outed then it's done and I can continue with what I love to do, and no longer having to hide. I tried hard to keep my business to myself. Oh well.

Hedwig and the Angry Inch

Saturday I went to the musical version of Hedwig. LMAO it was funny. In short it was about a sex change gone bad so you now know what the angry inch means. lol The night was not all funny though, ok it is now, but not at the time. I offered a friend a ride home, but I'm still finding my way in the city, and well I lost my car. It was embarrassing and I felt like a tourist but I did find it about 45 minutes later while wondering around. lol

Also this weekend my camera died, but I did find a new one. 3x the zoom and 3x the pixels, same amount of money. :)