On display
When Master and I first moved here we decided (*He* decided but I sure like to pretend I had some say in it…;) that we were ready to branch out into the bdsm community. It’s really a scary venture, at least for me. I’m socially inept, an introvert. And the sexual nature of play parties, etc. just scared me silly. But it also intrigued me and I wanted to see how things worked. I also thought that interacting with like-minded people would have to be beneficial. And I was oh so correct!
Anyway, it took three months to coordinate Master’s schedule with the first munch which had to be the first step in getting involved. The munch was great, everyone was friendly and polite. I was really looking forward to going to more things. That was back in the first part of November. Since then though, with Master’s travel schedule and the holidays, we hadn’t had the opportunity to attend anything else. Until last night..:)
Our second meeting with the group and only a few faces I recognized from the munch. Being the shy wench that I am I spent the first hour or so, clinging to Master’s knee. The very first humiliation of the night was that I had to sit at His feet, right next to an empty chair, in a circle of people where *nobody* else was on the floor. I don’t find sitting at His feet to be humiliating normally but when it’s so obvious, oh i can’t explain it… there was just no hiding it, you know? But nobody raised an eyebrow at it. The host even graciously offered me a chair and I had to actually voice a “no thank You, I’m fine here.”
The people were amazing though. Relaxed and easy-going. The meeting was an educational fireplay demonstration, which was awesome to watch. Master kept looking at me and doing that wiggly-eyebrow thing, indicating that I would be the next victim and I kept shaking my head real tiny like. The thing is I really don’t like heat. (Even my showers are what most people would consider cold. When Master and I shower together, I feel like I’m being cooked alive until He gets out and I’m allowed to crank up the cold water.) Wax play is hot enough for me, thank you. Plus, I had just met these people! I didn’t wanna wimp out in front of strangers. I can see it now… my tits are flaming and I run screaming through the dungeon… good impression eh? So, thankfully, He let that go. It was great to watch it and to learn how should we ever want to do it.
The host had a beautifully set up dungeon with lots of cages and benches and an exam table and deviant toys everywhere… the first time I’ve seen a display like that… it was gorgeous. We have to keep all of our stuff locked up in a box and we don’t have any big furniture type things and man oh man.. I want THAT room someday.
I was pretty quiet through the majority of the show, with little ooh’s and aah’s now and then. I was still mostly hiding behind Master’s shoulder and He’d already embarrassed me talking openly about suction cups on my clit, which made me blush beet red and of course everyone giggled and ‘oh she’s so *cute*’ and THAT only made me blush more. (Does that give you any indication of how hard it is to post those pictures on the website?? I am painfully shy. Neurotically shy. This is public humiliation.) So the show is winding down and the conversation had moved on to marking or tattoos or something, can’t remember, when all of a sudden Master tells me to stand up, drop my pants and bend over! In front of everyone!
Now.. at this point, two girls had removed their tops for the fireplay demo but everyone else was fully dressed, sitting in a circle with all eyes on ME! And Master had that look… that don’t test me now look.. that shut up and do it look.. that your ass will be hamburger if you so much as argue look… you know that look?? I almost vomited and peed my panties right there.
And of course I did stand up and drop em and grab the ankles and prayed the floor would open up and swallow me while they admired the “cunt” on my big unattractive butt. The tits followed, naturally, but it wasn’t until Master had me show off the bruise..THE bruise.. on my tit (which is still quite purply-black and shocking) that I got kind of proud. Master said I smiled and puffed out my chest a lil.
So after that display there seemed little point in hiding behind Master anymore and I participated in the conversation. I thought I had passed the test at that point. Oh how wrong I was.
We’d been “warned” to bring our toys as the dungeon would open up for play after the demonstration. I wasn’t feeling quite up to being on display for pain-play because.. sheesh.. the pressure to not wimp out you know? There was a girl there, beautiful beautiful woman, who was trying out Master’s spatula on a male-sub’s booty. He was really taking a paddling, I was ouching for him in my corner. She worked him over pretty good with various paddles and the rattan cane that we had. Master was trying to show her how to swing it and how to stand but He wasn’t about to swing full force on the man’s butt and I KNEW.. I just KNEW I was going to be up on that bench, being the guinea pig.
And I was. And He didn’t go lightly on me either. There really was alot of pressure (though only from myself) to “take it like a man”. Master asked me several times if I was ok, did I want more, etc… and it was hurting and I knew if we’d been at home I would have been hopping all over the place but.. I was ok. It felt good. Then He handed the implements over to the Beautiful Girl. I hadn’t ever thought that Master would allow anyone else to touch me, let alone do it so easily. She was good though and she wasn’t stroking near as hard as Master had been so it was nice break..lol. He let another man take a few swings at me too and that was the only time I experienced any sort of uneasiness. I couldn’t see Master and I couldn’t hear Him and I didn’t know what I should do if things got too heavy. It was only a few strokes though and Master later told me that He’d been right behind me so He could see where the strokes were landing and how hard. I asked if next time, (next time!!!??) He’d at least hold my hand so I could signal to Him somehow that things were out of my comfort zone.
It was all very surreal. On that bench on display… hearing people make comments here and there, like “oh she felt that one”…. but, I’m telling you right now, I can easily see myself becoming a display slut cuz I LIKED it. Oh my god.. it was a rush. Let’s do it again and soon!
I’m deliciously tender with bruises beginning to darken up on my cheeks today, a rarity in itself. Last night Master kept saying I was unmarkable, today He has to eat those words…:)
We’re both played out today though so even though the kids are gone, He’s napping before His long drive back to work and I’m fiddling around.
But just for morningstar and her Sir, we attempted the toothpicks. And Holy Mary Mother of GOD who knew toothpicks were so fucking sharp! I felt like my ass cheeks were being skewered, it just plain hurt! 103? Not a chance!
Bye!
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Sunday January 22nd, 2006 11:43am
Ive wrote about this a million times but I am so freaking SHY,and I remember when we registered for KinkFest one year and M told me this year we will play. I almost had a panic attack and was stressed about it for the whole month before. I kept asking him a million questions all the way up until he put the toy bag in the car. The first night he let me just gt the feel for things. He asked me what furniture I liked best. I told him and it was the one he took me to. I had thought he would allow me to leave me thong on. Negative, when he pulled it off I about died on the spot. He blindfolded me so I couldnt see who was watching.
I did self talk to myself in the “just take it all” mode. After all I CANT look like a huge ass wimp right?. He said that night I took far more then he thought I would. I kept telling him I was going to “burn” various things which he said latter made a few people laugh. The worst thing for me is I am quiet and I screamed and oh god ready for this….. I had a orgasm… That was AWFUL, well it was nice but I never thought that would happen in public, and it just sorta happened.
All this time later when I think about it my chest tightens but I know if he puts me up there I will obey and do it. Sounds like you had a wonderful time Kaya, Wish I was there.
tia
Omg.. if I would have orgasmed, or if He’d have made it sexual and not so much educational I would have died on the spot.
It wasnt suppose to be sexual LMAO.. and it wasnt suppose to happen. It wasnt my fault!!! (giggle) I was mortified. I couldnt believe it happened. I did want to die on the spot, after our scene I stayed in his lap with my pink blankie wrapped around my face. I was doing ok until someone told me “ohhh, i saw you with your M on the new piece back there” I smiled but then it dawned on me that she may have SEEN the entire thing and I went right back to M and burried my face.
Oh the webs we weeve.
tia
outting
kaya……. i was thoroughly enjoying your outting last night to the dungeon.. remembering the good ole days when it was all new for me.. and yeah . hiding behind Sir and blushing… all of it…
Then i read “but just for morningstar and her Sir” and i thought i would die……. you actually did it??!!!! and threw in a picture too!!!! yeah kaya !!! and yeah it does feel like one is being skewered!!! ugh….
morningstar (owned by Warren)
http://wtsubbie.blogspot.com/
Re: outting
I hope it always stays this much fun. I absolutely loved it.
So, it seems like there is a contest in the works….
To kaya’s Master,
I think we have a toothpick contest going on now, am I correct? If the count is right kaya=7 and morningstar=6 so I guess I will have to go for more soon… I or morningstar will post next count….
Sir,
Owner of morningstar
You’ll have to look at my blog for my comments LOL ;)
-Taylor (http://twiceasbright.blogspot.com)
I can’t wait for that iced tea….:)
I do so enjoy reading your post – they are so engaging and honest and y our pics are wonderfully beautiful. I am glad to be on your list. Concerning your bottom – it is beautiful nothing to be shy about -s-.
Re: outting
Thank you…~blush~
i am so NOT surprised, kaya, about liking being on display. its kinda like picking a scab.. it hurts, but there’s a fascination about it, it hurts but it feels good at the same time. Can you tell i been there a few times? hehehe..
about the toothpicks? shh about the toothpicks.. Master keeps muttering about making me buy toothpicks..
keth
xxxxxxx
I’m going to mail you toothpicks. No excuses then!
and you will get by return post: a traffic cone, a jar of sambal, a jar of ganesha’s paste, and a copy of The Monster. oh and pegs. lots of pegs.
gotta share the lurrrrve haven’t we kaya?
*grins*
keth
xxxxxx
From Tboneslagirl
Your post brought back memories of the first munch T and I went to. We were just starting in the lifestyle. It was a BBQ and violet wand demo. I was so fascinated by everybody there, both Tops and bottoms. I thought I would walk into a room full of weirdos. But to my suprise everybody looked like the neighbor next door. Some of these people we met that night have become our closest friends.
Now, I was asked to be part of the demo that night. I was scared shitless, because up until this time I was scared of electrcity. But being the extrovert I am, plus being ordered by T and not wanting to wimp out, off came the T-shirt. One thing that rang true that night was don’t let your fears rule you.
Re: From Tboneslagirl
I’m glad He made me do it, left up to me I would never ever in a million years… and I loved that I was able to take way more pain than I would have at home. It’s just thrilling!
You’re so wrong, darling, you have a BEAUTIFUL ass, and he’s marked you so well and in his own unique way; I’ll bet he was incredibly proud of you. And getting shown off as your master’s slave in public, or close to it, oh yeaaaahhhh whatta rush!!! You did great, girl, and it does get lots easier…
He’s so proud of me and that’s certainly what I’m enjoying the most right now. He keeps petting me and telling what a good girl I was… ~swoon~
Arghhhhh!!!
Shout!! As it is in the aire actually that we could possibly attend some public plays… I only wish it wont be that weird!!! Oh… shout… I would melt right there…
But… as you enjoyed it… maybe I could… I never know how I’m gonna react in advance… I can feel very relaxed and suddenly freaking out… or the reverse… Oufff… but I’m not sure at all that I want to go there… I’m pretty happy in my bedroom…;-))
SeaRabbit
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Oh searabbit… you HAVE to try it. I would never have thought I would ever like it either and I LOVED it. Just do it once.
You brought back many memories with this one babygirl. My first play party was much the same without dropping my drawers though hehe. I just hid behind him and watched everything. We went to a few more, not many though because at one a few times later he had someone “chastise” him for spanking me too long…it was one of those slow and steady rocking you to sleep type spanking. We were on the floor, I was across his lap and tucked away in a corner. It was nice. The “chastising” was in partial jest (I think) as they just kept saying things like give the girl a break…but it really disturbed me. It wasn’t the only time, we were told that we couldn’t do fisting or anything that makes me cum either cause I squirt…no body fluids with this group, so that took a great deal of the fun out of it when we couldn’t do things we wanted to (heck almost anything can make you cum when on display and being used!), so we limited ourselves to going for the demos.
The very last one we went to had an expert in single tail whips in this area there to do a demo….I wound up shirtless on the whatever it was and OMFG….it was horrible…he wasn’t getting response from me (I was detached so that I could pay attention everyone else had been screaming from what? the cracking sound maybe? who knows) so I think he grew careless with his big ole’ single tail…kidney shots, wrapping around in places he shouldn’t have let it wrap, striking my neck and jaw (yes with a HUGE singletail…someone who did not know me and *I* did not know except *everyone* says he is an expert…) and more.
We made our excuses shortly there after and left never to return. I don’t think they even know why, but he decided that he wasn’t willing to listen to any more “experts” tell him what to do.
I am so glad that you enjoyed yourself at yours….I have heard others talk about how wonderful it is and how they adore it and I think you could really enjoy it too :) I think your Master could really get into putting you through your paces in front of people….I know I would return to a play party anywhere in the country if I were to hear that you were the demo!!! hehehe
I am so happy to “hear” you sounding happy sugar…the smile is in your tone and post…simply wonderful to hear. Hopefully it will help carry you through till the next trip home he makes.
Hugs,
magdala~
I sure hope we don’t run into that sort of nonsense. It seems to be a great group of people though, so far. It’s just so liberating to actually be able to BE who we are in front of someone. I had thought that I would like it but I like it way more than I had dreamed possible.
I’ll be sure to send you an invite next time we go…;) He’d probably let you get a whack in considering how easily He handed the reins over this time!
*jealous*
Oh kaya! It sounded like such an awesome experience. I’ve always wanted to go to a play party, and well although we’ve talked about it, never have gotten up the effort to go. I know I would be just as beet red embarrassed as you described and yet, it seems like such a heady experience. Oh I’m so jealous!
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It took us months and months to get this far. It really is scary and you hear horror stories too about groups, like magdala’s up there. I’m just going to hope that we don’t run in to that. At this point in it, I would recommend everyone run to the nearest play party and strip!..lol
mmmmhhh yessss! i always tell master i’m a “shy exhibitionist” ^___^ At first i’m scared, i’m shy…but it takes not so much to turn me on and make my deeply enjoy the situation :)
i’m so happy everything is ok now, kaya. hugs
schiava – http://schiava.blogspot.com
Everything is awesome.. thank you so much…*hugs*
*makes mental note to never buy toothpicks again and ditch the spatula in the kitchen*
He bent that spatula on my ass that night. I’m still feeling it today. The toothpicks though… way WAY worse than the spatula.
I havent been to a party like that yet. I know once I move to be with Master, He is planning on getting us involved in something like this. I am scared out of my mind with panic when it comes to that because humilation is not my thing, let alone being on display. I am painfully shy when it comes to those things as well.
Heidi
Here is my blog, I dont write much about D/s right now but here it is anyway
http://sabellefille.blogspot.com/
I’ll check it out..:)
Thank you.
The only advice I can give you is obedience if far less “humiliating” than arguing first and THEN still having to comply, if that makes sense. The people there were more impressed with how well I obeyed than with the “beating” I took. And really, if you are obeying what He is telling you to do, the humiliation lessens some. It’s not YOU doing it, it’s HIM. Am I making any sense?..lol
Public Play
kaya — It sounds like you did just fine, especially for your first time. Public scene play is always a little intimidating, but as you found, it can be a real “rush” too. There is just something different about playing where other folks who get “what it is that we do” can see and support you. I think we will get the chance to play at Thunder in the Mountains again this summer, and I have that same stomach turning excitement going on… Can’t stand it and can’t wait!
Bye the way… I have a coffee table that hides a flogging frame in plain sight. If I ever get sturdy enough that we can open it up again, I’ll put pictures of the critter up at The Heron Clan… It’s a great alternative for folks who can’t do the full dungeon thing…
hugs, swan
Re: Public Play
I heard about Thunder in the Mountains and I’m going to do my darndest to talk Master into going. It just sounds awesome. It was the most freeing feeling to be able to be and talk and react exactly how I feel about Master with other people watching. I could certainly get used to it.
The dungeon we were in had a “coffee table” that was a cage on the bottom. I drooled over it all night. I’m not sure how you would hide that exactly..lol.. but I’d give almost anything to have one.
I’d love to see what you have, we’re all for trying to get these things without the kids knowing what they are…:)
kaya,
This post was utterly delightful. I connected with this in so many ways.
I’m beyond painfully shy. Kelcey and I met at a party where I was hiding under a desk. I’d already checked out a closet and it was too filled with crap for me to climb in. Luckily Kelcey saw me in my hiding spot and decided to join me.
Last summer Kelcey and I hit a rough spot and had spent the morning having one of those fraught discussions that happen now and again. That evening we went a neighbor’s for a party — his whole motorcycle club was there and it was really fun. When we sat down to eat, Kelcey sat on the floor at my feet, partially as a joke, partially to show me that there were no hard feelings for what had happened in the morning. People kept on offering her chairs and giving her looks. She smiled, said, “Thank you, no,” and then looked up to me with her eyes filled with . . . Well, I think your Master knows the look.
Thanks!
Woodsbunny