Saturday, April 15, 2006
Review of My First Bondage Party
Current mood: content
Category: Parties and Nightlife
Wow! What an experience! I had a great time! It's really hard to describe what was there so I copied Michelle's words from what she had set up and I will write how I felt after this:
MichelleFromHell wrote 4/14/06:
The rooms already have the signs on the doors describing what they are going to be used for. M's room is going to be the massage temple. There will be two beds, the stone massage set up and oils/lotions. I know the ladies love this room!
The smaller bedroom will be set up for bondage and sensory play. I'm moving equipment in there which is a great deal of fun to tie people up on. There will also be baskets of ropes and sensory play items in the room for the guests to use for their enjoyment.
The dungeon always has the spanking bench in there. The bed I got from Virginia is all set up for tying someone up to it too. All of my toys live in here, and guests are welcome to use them as long as they clean up when they are done.
The livingroom is set up as the indoor non-smoking socialization area. I am hoping people will feel comfortable playing in there too. Remember I have a california king size bed for a couch, so its great for folks who like to puppy pile together.
The make-up/transformation area is set up near the kitchen. I have tons of costuming, jewerly and make up out for the guests to play around with. Cross dressing curiousities can be explored very easily, including but not limited to panties and bras, except for shoes. I have not bought cross dresser shoes yet. I'm getting there.
I have a rack of extra sarongs in this area too for anyone who may need them. I know some folks would get into costume once they see others braving it, so I made sure to put these out for them. I hope many folks do not need this extra push, but I am prepared if they do.
The buffet will be inside. It's already decorated and Richard is preparing to cook the main dish. It is so lovely having a chef to handle these things for me. He is always a blessing to have working beside me.
The bar is going to be outside on the patio. We have the space set up in a very open flow pattern to accomidate the fourty guests we are expecting. Smoking is allowed out here. I prefer we keep the socializing outside, so that the indoor spaces can be used for play.
The little house out in the back yard has the sex swing in it. You are welcome to play in there as well, but try to keep the screaming to a minimum. If you need duct tape, just ask. lol....
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Ok so I was a little scared of what to expect but I knew Michelle from long ago and I knew that she wouldn't let me get hurt. I wanted to find out what her lifestyle had changed to since we were little girls.
The world of BDSM scares most people because they don't understand what it is that attracts people to it. The just think of pain and not care to learn anymore. I felt that way too for a long time. When I saw that she was into it, I was shocked at first. I felt scared for her. You can't know what a person is like until you know their interests and you can't shun a lifestyle that you know nothing about so I wanted to learn why she was doing it and I was curious myself.
The them for the event was a Tropical Paradise. I bought material for the sarong, put it on with leopard print panties underneath. I promised to make vegtables for the buffett and went.
I drove down the street and saw cars all up and down. I thought "Oh my! There's a lot of people here" I drove the street twice because I couldn't find a parking space and I was still a little nervous. I saw a man get out of his car and walk up so I parked and went to the door loaded down with food.
I walked in and was stunned to find a big bed in the living room. Couches, chairs, bean bag chairs all around it. People sitting and talking in various sarongs and regular clothes. Michelle greeted me with open arms and introduced me as an awaited guest. A new star on the horizon kind of way. It freaked me out at first.
I was readily accepted by everyone. I saw people in all different kinds of clothing who felt free to wear what ever they wanted to and express who they were. It wasn't a vanilla party where people gathered in little cliches to talk about one another, it was friends accepting people as they were. I marveled at that.
As I ate outside, I listened to different people in various stages of exploration of their own interests. It was very intriguing to see couples who looked normal to the outside world and talk about their bedroom pleasures. Then a 6 foot tall cross dresser came out and did a show. He loved it and so did his mistress.
I stayed out socializing for an hour more then I ventured in to check out the different rooms. I watched many different acts being performed with varying degrees of props being used. People that came as couples were allowing another to dominate the partner as they watched with other people. I was never sent away.
One dom allowed me to sit and listen to her explain all the props or toys she had brought in her bag. It was very interesting to hear what each one was used for and how it was a sensory item etc. I later got to watch her use them on a man. Really cool.
Toward the end of the night, I walked into the "Dungeon". There was a man in plain clothes spanking a sub female that I had talked to earlier and many other people standing there watching. She saw me come in, looked at me and smiled as he wacked her. He turned to one of the sub men and said, "Don't walk away, she is hot right now and needs to be cooled down." The sub kissed and licked her. She asked if she could see herself and he complied. She was excited by the redness of her butt in the mirror. She said, "I like to look at it as my red badge of courage and I wasn't going to leave here until I got my spankings!" She trotted out the door and the subs started cleaning up the toys. I just stood there and watched. The dom walked over to put away the toys and looked straight up at me and said, "Do you want yours?"
I'm sure my eyes were as big as saucers. I stammered and felt uneasy. I said, "I'm new here. This is my first party and I thought this was a FemDom party?" Then, I was questioned about what I was or even if I knew. I was then taken to the spanking bench. I didn't know what to expect but he made the others leave since it was my first time.
Since many of my readers have no experience with BDSM, I will try to explain each of the toys that were used. The first one was many speghetti sized nylon cords knotted and attached to a handle. He raised my sarong and commented on my leopard print panties turning him on. He then proceeds to spank me with this thing. Holy crap it hurt after the 5th swat and I stood straight up.
He figured that I couldn't tolerate it so he got a paddle. This was much better for me. In fact, it turned me on greatly. He would swat me and I would thrust my ass back out antagonizing him for another. This turned him on as well and he brushed himself up against me to let me know that he too was excited.
He took his hand and moved my panties out of the way to check the redness and then ran his fingers down the edge to my soaking middle. He liked that I was so wet and spanked me more. He made me turn around to him and he told me that I was a good girl. He then provided some "Aftercare"
We walked outside after it was done and I saw the cross dresser there with his mistress. I told her that I missed his beating. She said, "Well have at him." She tells him to bend over for me and I smacked his ass with my hand and pinched his legs. She gets up and shows me how he likes having fingernails dug into his back and we both spank and claw him. This was sort of a power trip for me because I was abused by my ex husband. Here was this man liking it and thanked me for it.
I was always considered Dom after leaving my ex husband because I swore that no one would ever beat me like he had. BDSM is quite different. This is about trust. It's about knowing that the beatings can stop and you can walk away with no one's feelings being hurt. It's consentual. You don't get beat unless you want it. The depth and degree is as much as you want to allow. Nobody FORCES you to do anything. No one will hunt you down if you choose never to do it again. That's the difference.
The Goddess has spoken!
