Fetish Night @ Purgatory 11-14-2009

So Saturday I went with Master to the Fetish Party at Purgatory and we had a blast. I wore my black and white mini skirt, gartered thigh high hose, my black and pink bra and panty set, and a black vest that I put on to cover up my belly since I don’t like the pudgy tummeh (grumbles and prods jiggle belly). Didn’t do much with my hair and makeup this time around, left my lips bare so that Master could kiss me. I wore my collar and took my leash along this time so that Master could lead me around properly. I carried His flogger with me as we got to the club. Once inside we wandered around a bit, checking out the play areas, the dance floor and checking to see if anyone we knew was there.  


We wandered out back and were met by two fellow members of Fetlife (Deiter and Erebus) and we stood about and chatted for a bit before breaking off, my Master and I hanging out outside for a little bit more, taking in the cool night air. Eventually we went back inside and danced, his hold on my leash letting me know whether he wanted me close or whether he wanted me in a grande plie, before I bobbed back up. 


We danced through a few songs before wandering around the club again, the fog from the machine and cigarette smoke permeating the air and clouding our vision slightly. We headed into a side corner where the larger play area was and it was there that we found Deiter and Erebus there, Dieter playing with his companion on the table and Erebus in the crowd watching him play. Then Erebus decided that it was time to get me ready. He has asked permission from my Master the night before if he could rig me up in a hog-tie idea that he had thought up and had gotten cleared to do it. While Deiter wound down Erebus started rigging me up, eventually putting me face down on the couch that was in the area, slipping a rope gag into my mouth and trussing me up so that all the movement I was able to do was bob my head up and down, wiggle my ass and kick slightly (though that tugged on my head since my gag was attached to my ankles).






Above is the full rigging as photographed by Erebus. He allowed me a few minutes to relax into the bonds, get used to the pull and tug of each movement. Honestly I also felt a strong sense of comfort by being bound in that way, though the gag pulled at my lower lip.

 

After I was allowed to get used to my bounds My Master, he pulled out His crop and spoke to me, asking me if I wanted Him to use his crop on me. I nodded whole heartedly, loving the sting of his crop.

 I floated through most of the session. I was spanked, cropped and Erebus even took out his flogger or used my Master’s flogger to flog my ass. There was one time when a Lady asked my Master’s Permission if She may spank me. He granted it and she proceeded to kneel and spank me and used Her nails on my ass, arm and back. The first scratch was testing and when I raised my head in pleasure She scratched me more. I think it was then when I started floating into subspace. 

I wiggled, thrashed and squealed through the gag if a particularly hard blow hit me, and as punishment the main line was lifted so that my head was pulled back sharply and a harder blow was struck. Finally the play was stopped, whether by my Master or Erebus but Erebus knelt down by my head again and told me that he was going to untie me. I gave a small not in assent and slowly I was unbound, spitting out the gag when I found that I had the chance. Erebus asked me if I had had a good time and I gave him a happy smile and told him that I really truly did. I was worried at the time that it was later than it was, even though it was only 1:30 in the morning; guess that’s what happens when you hit subspace huh? 

 We went and got a drink later, only getting water for me since the rope had dried out my mouth. After we danced a bit we headed back over to the couch where I had been bound and relaxed. Erebus came back and requested that he would be allowed to flog me. Coolly my Master handed over my leash and with a rough tug Erebus put me on my feet, giving me a wry smile and telling me he was a little bit more aggressive than Master. I replied that I did not mind in the least and he bent me over the couch, lifted my little skirt and began to flog me. 

 A smile slowly began spreading across my lips, even though there were a few particular thwacks that had me arching my bag in pain. He nudged my legs farther apart so a few hits got me square on my pussy and it made me even more hot and bothered. After a few moments he turned me onto my back and started flogging my front, though one blow landed too hard on my ribs and had me near tears. But between my Master’s soothing words and Erebus’s calming touches and apology I was back into the scene and writhing and arching in pleasure.

When the party broke up, we headed back to my Master’s place. He teased me the whole way home, bringing me close to orgasm but never letting me reach it until we went up to His room and I pleaded with Him to let me suck His cock. He let me and then also bent me over the side of His bed and fucked me, delving deep into my core. Despite my need to want to stay until He came, I regretfully had to leave to get home at a decent time so that I could have a few hours sleep before I had to go to work at 11 am. 

 All in all it was an amazing night and I plan whole heartedly to go to the next one in December, and this time I’m taking the whole weekend off so that I could sleep longer than just a few hours.