Thriving and Surviving….

Well, trip one to Paddles complete.  The net score: love my Mistress; i think i did more than just survive; had some fun; would do it again.

Probably the best place for me to start the detail is to first offer my deepest thanks to my Mistress, Maitresse Scarlette Stangata. i think i am incredibly lucky to be able to say i love Her.  Realistically, going to Paddles was to please my Mistress (its just not something i would do if left to my own devices). And to be honest the biggest concern i had was would i let Mistress down? Would i embarass Her? Would She not be proud of me?

i think (and believe me i asked several times) i succeeded.

The evening started at Mistress’ apartment. As i got to the door, Mistress swung it open, greeting me in Her patent Prada boots, super short skirt, string of faux pearls around Her neck and a tight top that showed off Her magnificent cleavage.  i have to admit, all i have been thinking about since monday night is eating Mistress-mmmm.

After a proper greeting and multiple orgasms it was off to Paddles. I am a native New Yorker, and Mistress has adopted NYC as Her home. i drive, Mistress does not.  In the year we are together, we have never driven into NYC-there is a fundamental mindset that really stops me from doing it. Its so much easier to get around on the subway and in a lot of cases-better. Plus i was admittedly really nervous-and driving in NYC usually prompts me to drop f-bombs.  This trip was no different, although Mistress sternly asked me to stop.

We arrived at Paddles shortly before 10, and it looked like the placea was in transition from some sort of seminar to the club for the evening. Mistress had a cup of coffee and a soda at the bar, while affixing my collar and leash.  A friend of Mistress, a cross-dresser named julian joined us, and we were into the evening’s fun.

Mistress decided i was to be first up for a whipping on what is “center stage” at Paddles. Its an elevated platform in the main room.  Locked in, hands over head and blindfolded i was now at Mistress’ mercy.  One of the yin/yang type aspects of our relationship is that i am not a masochist to Her sadistic streak. But i completely trust Mistress to push me to the next level (hence the trip to Paddles) and to do so with love and safety.

In what is admittedly a quirk about my submission, i do not really hit that “sub-space” that some people hit…or at least not in the way julian hit it later in the evening.  For me, i use my devotion and love for Mistress to push myself. i want to please Mistress. i want Mistress to be proud of me. i will not let Mistress down is my mantra.

So, we started. And i really do not know how long i was on the stage. i think just over an hour, but just a best guess. Mistress started with a warm up. It was flogger, followed by paddle, followed by crop.  But the evening was about Mistress and Her singletail.

Mistress and Her singletail is kind of how the whole Paddles outing came to be. One night we were talking about whippings, and Mistress said She wanted to do more whippings and Paddles was the place for it. Mistress has a four foot singletail, and i recently bought Her a three footer.  She has practiced including on me and tonight was the show night.  Plus Mistress wanted to show off for some of the “regulars” at Paddles who pissed Her off last time She was there.

i won’t lie, it fucking hurt. But Mistress was her caring self, and pushed me along the way.

After, Mistress moved to Her throne in a secondary room at Paddles, and some boot worship commenced.  As Mistress and i kissed and caressed some, julian was worshipping Mistress’ boots.

After a bit, it was julian’s turn on the stage. Since it was not my scene per-se, i won’t go into a lot of detail, but i will say julian did a nice job in taking the whipping from Mistress. It was also a chance for me to see something Mistress has pointed out to me often. i tend to have tough skin.

Mistress was no more than three strokes into julian’s whipping when there was broken skin.  this mornign, my back has some bruises and welts, but no broken skin.  Interesting.

i can honestly say, i met some interesting folks last night, had a good time with my Mistress-and most of all showed my Mistress the depth of my devotion to Her.

Thank You Mistress….we should go back.