Kizzsexyknotilus

Female Submissive, 19, Moncton

Friday's play party was fun. We had a couple of other sub friends who needed some spanking and playing with, so I got to be Mistress's assistant. We locked on my cuffs and collar before we left for the party, and ended up having to park a couple of blocks away from the party. I got a few interesting looks from passerby on the street. It is an odd combination, I guess - leather cuffs and collar and padlocks, swim trunks, a t-shirt, and thongs. Oh, and we had a pool noodle. hehehe However, we got to the party without incident, and met up with our friends. First off: overcoming shyness. Mistress wanted to tie one of them in the shibari rope harness She likes to use on me, which is so much better naked or in just underwear, so, to help him get over his own worries, I was ordered to strip down to my undies. I think shy people may find it strangely comforting when I strip off - after all, with my pasty flabby ass running around in next to nothing, it's not too hard to stop worrying about one's own perceived deficiencies. At some point in all this, Mistress attached my wrists and ankles with some short lengths of chain, and I spent most of the rest of the night like that. So we tied him up, and left him under the eyes of a friend while we went to work on the other sub. We suspended this one from the suspension frame and flogged him a little as he floated in mid-air. After we were done and took him down, it was time for the wet t-shirt/package/bum competition, which was somewhat entertaining, but dragged a little. And I was so sick of "Surfin' USA" by the time the contests were over. Over and over and over again they played it. After the "entertainment" (I must admit, it did have its moments, just a little too long and a little too much Beach Boys) we procured a spanking bench and disconnected my wrists and ankles from each other, then went to work again, flogging and caning the sub we'd suspended earlier. He's got some nice looking marks now. Then I got to be spanked (yay!). I got me a couple of nice little bruises out of that one. We let the sub we'd tied up in the rope harness have a turn. He has not played much before, and Mistress pushed his limits. He was all dreamy-like afterwards, it was good to see. The walk back to the car was similarly interesting, with "normals" gawking at us as we walked along. Tingled my exhibitionist streak.

Ah, such fun. Went over to our friends' place again Friday. We mostly just talked and had tea; at one point, just randomly, Mistress ordered me over Her knee and pulled down my pants for a spanking as we talked. Then we mummified our friend in cling wrap and left her and her boyfriend to their own devices. I'm sure they figured out something fun to do after we left ;)

Happy Mother's Day! This morning, however, was Mummy's Day for me. Mistress had me strip, and stand in front of Her. She produced the roll of cling wrap and started around my chest, having me turn in place to wrap it around. Around and around I went, noting that She left my cock and balls unwrapped, until I couldn't really turn on my own anymore, and She had to finish off about from the knees down. Then She turned me so my back was facing the bed, and shoved me down, and pushed the rest of me onto the bed. More cling wrap was applied around my head, tightly enough to prevent me from even opening my eyes. She left my nose and mouth uncovered, but wrapped all the rest of my head. She took more cling wrap and rolled it into little strings, and used it to tie around the base of my cock and balls, and then crossed over between my balls, separating them. That done, She grabbed hold of my cock and started stroking, and commanded me to cum for Her. She stroked me and played with my bound balls, and I came all over myself - like the little slut-puppy I am. She was gone for a couple of minutes, and when She came back, She cut little holes in the wrap for my nipples. You can guess what happened next - clover clamps! After that, She took the riding crop to me, flicking at my toes with the tip and whacking all up and down my body. And of course She took a few shots at my cock and balls - kind of irresistible targets, I suppose. Then out came the wartenburg wheel, and I gasped and squirmed helplessly as She ran it along the soles of my feet, along my ball sack (very sensitive, stretched tightly bound as it was) and around my neck where the wrapping ended. She was gone for another couple of minutes, and then I started feeling hot and cold. I'm told She started in with hot wax, then changed to ice, then back and forth, but a lot of the time, I couldn't really tell quite which was which right away. She tapped my clamped nipples a couple of times with the crop, then teased them a little with some ice before removing the clamps and playing (agonizingly) with them. After that, She slipped the bullet vibe in between my legs at the base of my balls and cranked it up. She rolled me over and spanked me with Her hands and the crop, then positively drenched my back in hot wax. And let me tell you, the thin layers of cling wrap offered little to no protection from the temperature. We had started wrapping me up around 10, and I was released around noon, and I was feeling pretty gooey. Needless to say, we both needed a shower afterwards, me from the heat of being all wrapped up, and Her from working on me, so we hopped in the shower I got to wash Her off.

We had a bit of a play date with a couple from our munch group this evening. They wanted to learn about floggers, they don't have any and haven't really used them, so they wanted us to come over and teach them a little about how to play with them, all the different kinds of floggers, that sort of thing. We also took along the switches and canes, and a bunch of rope, along with my paddle. And we used pretty much everything. We started out demonstrating a few flogging techniques on me, and then had them practicing on me or each other, worked up to the canes and paddle. They really loved it and have decided they need to get some floggers ASAP. Then they asked if we could tie a Japanese rope harness on her, and of course we did, and she really liked that too. All in all, a very fun evening.

More fun to report! Mistress and I were watching Deal or No Deal tonight, and She decided it would be fun to make a kinky game of it for ourselves. And I, being in cuffs and chains, was not in much of a position to argue - not that I would have anyway The rules of our little game were simple: In Deal or No Deal, there are the 26 cases, numbered from 1 to 26. Every time the contestant opened a case, I would get a paddling, the number of hits equal to the number on the case. And, wouldn't you know it, he picked a lot of the big numbers, high teens and 20s. And, when he picked small numbers, Mistress simply hit REALLY REALLY HARD. She kept going between swatting me with the paddle's broad side, and clubbing me with the edge. During commercial breaks, She poked my bruised ass with the handle of the paddle, pinched it, or stroked it gently a bit. My ass hurts, a lot. Sitting is... interesting. And I definitely have visible bruises. Suddenly Deal or No Deal doesn't seem like such a lame gameshow after all. Whatever I did to deserve such terrible treatment... I shall have to remember, and do again.

Yesterday was the Sagacity Pardi Gras and Kinky Karnival! And it was a blast! We went to the workshop early in the day - "Advanced Flogging" with the legendary Scott Smith. Some of that shit is scary, he jumps up and really throws his full body weight into it. Several times, he had his slave up on the equipment for demonstrations, and made her really scream. I'm interested in a flogging like that, not sure how well I'd handle it, but it would be a very interesting thing to feel. After the presentation, we all got to split up and practice on each other. We had come with another sub, who we are trying to make feel very welcome, so Mistress spent most of Her time working with him, and helping others with Her knowledge and experience, and I practiced on other people, and let them practice on me too. Then, as Scott came around checking on how everyone was doing, Mistress brought him over and told him we wanted to know about how to bruise my ass. So I was ordered to strip naked (not that I was wearing much anyway). Pretty much everyone else stopped and came to watch as Scott held me down and started clubbing my ass with a heavy object, I'm told it was a billy club. Not too too hard, but hard enough, and over and over again, really had me squirming. For a while he switched it up to the heavy handle of one of his floggers, ad then finished me off with a great big wallop to the ass using the cricket bat as a paddle. OW! Even though there aren't too many bruises showing on the surface, I'm pretty sure he bruised me down pretty deep. I can still feel it, over 24 hours later. After the workshop ended, we headed home to relax for the few hours before the party, ordered a pizza for dinner, and then got into our gear and headed out. This party has a Mardi Gras theme, and works differently from most of the other parties as well. At the normal parties, the equipment is set up and people go play on it; at this one, various booths are set up - a foot fetish booth where you can have your feet massaged or tormented, body massage, the "cage of courage" where you choose which of a set of implements may be used on you, then put yourself at the mercy of the crowd, spanking booth where there are people on hand to spank you, or to be spanked by you, whipping/flogging, ring-a-ding-a-ling, wherein you attempt to throw a ring over a jiggling strapon (which is being jiggled by the wearer) to win silly little prizes, lap dances, a violet wand booth, and also one where you fish for a random implement to be used on you by a Dom/me. We spent the first hour working the door, getting people to flash us for beads on their way in. Mistress just wore Her leather dress, but for working the front door, I had to wear jeans and a t-shirt over my harness for that time. Then it was off to the play floor. The music was great, we had a live band for this one. Very loud, but very good. We went around to the booths, and did various things. I was put into the "cage of courage", blindfolded, and then abused for about 15 minutes. I got spanked and paddled, had my collar and leash attached to the bars, clothespins on my nipples flicked and pulled and played with, and at other times, clover clamps with the chain through the bars, making me maintain position while I was whacked and poked and tickled and pinched on my thighs and bruised ass. It was a really good time. Oh, and of course, whenever there weren't clamps or clothespins, my nipples were mercilessly pulled and twisted. Mmmmmmm. All good things must come to an end, however. The cage is for everyone, and I had to come out. So we headed over to the whipping booth, because I've never felt the bite of a real singletail whip. And Scott Smith, being the generous soul that he is, was more than happy to oblige me. It was really quite a sensation - hurts like fuck at first but fades pretty fast, though it leaves a bit of lingering pain for quite a while. Afterwards, we went to take a look at my back in a mirror so I could see the damage. He drew blood in several places, and there were red lines all over, very very nice. We went outside to cool off and chat with some friends for a while (there's a non-public area in back of the venue, so I was able to just wear my harness out there). I was fondled by a visiting Dom from the States (who did obtain my Mistress's permission) which was kind of fun. We played with his slaveboy in the cage too. After that, Mistress went to get a foot massage at the foot fetish booth, and I wandered on my own, went and poked and pinched other victims of the cage, chatted with friends. We went to the "fish pond" - a booth where you cast a rod over a screen, and a get a random card with a number on it. The number corresponds to a piece of equipment on the table at the booth: A cane, a paddle, that sort of thing. you then must endure 3 solid minutes of having that piece of equipment used of you by the Dom/me running the booth. I ended up with the paddle, and got a very solid paddling. Mistress did the ring-a-ding-a-ling, and won a couple of small squirtguns, and we went around squirting people throughout the rest of the evening. A little bit later, the spanking booth was available, so I went and got a spanking - double-teamed by my Mistress and the girl at the booth. 2 minutes straight of hard hand spanking, oh my yes. A little later yet, my turn (we had to put our names on a waiting list) came at the massage booth (body massage, not foot). It was a really great way to relieve all the aches and pains of the evening. That was pretty much the end of it, other than that I did give and get a bit more spanking. Oh, and a little play with the wartenburg wheel. Oh, and a friends of ours took advantage of my exposure as I was bent down packing some of our toys back into the bag, so I gave a little back, and she ratted me out to Mistress, who made me get down on my knees and grovel and kiss her feet and beg for forgiveness. Which was eventually granted, thankfully. Mistress says our friend's jaw dropped when I went down begging at her, but after the initial shock of "I can't believe you just made him do that - and he did it!" she looked like she quite liked it. We came home, and I washed and rubbed Mistress's feet, and rubbed Her sore back. And we slept like logs.

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