An Night in Fetish Land

Mistress and I ventured out to Paddles over the weekend–for our monthly agreed upon fet-night and some time together where we can both do something we enjoy.  I have to admit, from the trepidation the first time Mistress and I went to Paddles to last night my perspective has changed–and I now look forward to going (wish it were less than a $25/pp cover but that is a different story).

The night @ Paddles started out strangely–and kind of kept that theme going straight through.

Mistress likes to get there early so she can camp out in her favorite spot, so we left her place and got to Paddles around 915–the problem was that doors open at 10.  So, we had some time to kill.  Generally in NYC not a huge problem except Mistress was wearing her Prada’s and really could not do much NYC walking.  So, I went up 26th St. and got Mistress a nice salad from .Chipolte

Man does that smell.  It was torture sitting in the car with Mistress eating that salad.  So chipolte became the running joke for a safe word for the night.  A quick word about safe words–I have never used a safe word, and I truly believe at this point with Mistress its not really needed. I think she is so attuned to our dynamic she would know just how far to push.

Inside, Mistress and I ran into a friend and we spent some time catching up.  Then came some play.  Mistress was feeling a bit punchy I guess–because with my hands shackled over my head, Mistress spent more time spanking and punching then she did flogging and whipping–this is not to say there was none of that.  Special attention was paid to breast torture–which meant Mistress was in front of me most of the time–so we got some intimate time in.

For anyone watching, it must have seemed strange–Mistress and I enjoy play time, and tend to laugh and giggle a lot.  Not what anyone who watches D/s porn would expect to see.

It was also a slave auction night or something like it in Paddles–I am sure the event is generally better than what was displayed Saturday night (at least I hope it is).

I guess each person or couple who came in got some Paddles money–and at some point Goddess Lana ran an auction.  Subs (and some dom/mes) signed up.  Mistress threatend to put me up for auction–but then a Domme I had an on-line aquaintance with that ended badly showed up and Mistress cancled that plan.

So, Mistress had our Paddles money and did her thing during the auction. When she won someone, she went to go pay–and was talked into putting herself up for auction–with our Paddles money in hand.  Now everyone got $1.16M Paddles dollars on entry, and Mistress had just spent $8k on someone. So, I had no money in hand, and started bidding on Mistress-then came the $1.16M bid-what could I do, I was done.

So Mistress was bought by one sub, and had mercy bought two others–so they were on the floor in the back as I watched things unfold.  One was a little lost (best description I can come up with) and Mistress ended up releasing him–just could not follow even the simplest of orders.

The other two seemed more experienced, and Mistress did some whipping and flogging.

The one thing Mistress didn’t get to do was show off her signature whip flick–so we camped out on a couch for a bit and waited for the main stage at Paddles to open–except there was a fem-sub up there, with her owner working her over pretty good–an hour or so later–Mistress and I had spent a lot of quality cuddle time on the couch instead.

Fet Night Part Deux

So last night Mistress and I kept up our mutual promise to keep the kink in our relationship alive by doing our second fet night.  For those who need a little reminder, Mistress and I committed to setting time aside at least monthly to feed our fetish side–and be able to be straight up Mistress/slave (and less BF/GF) at least for a few hours.

And a fun night it was indeed.

I arrived at Mistress’ place around eight, and she was dressed for the part–easily I fell to my knees and worshipped Mistress’ ass as she stood before me in a tight black top, stockings and her Prada boots.  After some quality worship time it was off to Paddles.

it was a TES night at Paddles last night–some kind of Mardi Gras party–I didn’t quite get the difference in the night other than Goddess Coko walking around handing out beads (which was incredibly nice and both Mistress and I have plenty.

We got there at the tail end of a TES (I think) spanking discussion group.  Mistress and I sat down for the end of that. Not sure overall what to think of the event, but like most of the scene type events I have gone to it seemed OK.  What Mistress will likely admit was a huge coupe for her for the night, after the session ended, someone (I think a switch) who was at the seminar came to Mistress and introduced herself as a regular reader of Mistress’ blog.

The night had lot of fits and starts…first Mistress and I did a very playful scene on the rack bed in Paddles.  Mistress had my hands up over my head (stretched out my back nicely) and we did some tickling and some bastinado foot bondage. This was a first for me.  During this, while some pain was inflicted, Mistress was very sensuous, and we laughed a lot.

Mistress would later make up for that–as I spent a solid 45 minutes over the whipping post.  Mistress can really dish during these times–and I am determined to not just take what Mistress administers, but to do so with the thought that I cam pleasing my Mistress.

This was an interesting session as well–because by this time, along with the Mardis Gras crew there was an additional group of TES newbies in the place–so there was quite the crowd, and quite the crowd who had never seen a beating like Mistress can administer.

Have I ever mentioned Mistress is always one to play to a crowd?

So, as soon as there was a nice gathering, she unfurled her signature Catwoman whip throw to the ooohs and ahhs of the audience.  Along the way there was a lot of questions and Mistress (as she is apt to do) spent time answering others on technique and product.

I ended up with a nice hot ass, some marks on my back, and Mistress says a little blood was spilled.

Perhaps one of the moments right after though was truly a cap on the night. A couple of members from the newbie group came up to chit-chat.  Now I just spent 45 minutes over the whipping post, was a little dehydrated and was kind of coming out of my little sub-space. And the reality is some of the questions were pretty dumb.  So I didn’t say anything.

One of the newbies asked if I was allowed to speak–I did manage not to say, “Yeah. Just don’t see the need to speak with you.” Just keeping it real yo.

Mistress and I spent some time at the Paddles bar area–commenting on some of the folks we saw and scenes that played out–and yes Mistress there are others who like to show off all the moves–

Then tired, in love and feeling good it was off to bed to hold my Mistress’ naked body against mine.

Loving fet nights, and loving my Mistress.

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.

Sometimes its the anticipation….

UPDATE: Mistress has updated the plans in Her blog

So, this is intentionally vague because i am not completely sure of all the plans Mistress has, and at the end, tomorrow night is Her night.

After a year together-and through a lot, its kind of a milestone night. I am driven to this for my love and devotion to Mistress. Its my goal to make Her night special. Mistress and i will go to a place that i never thought i would be going-and i have to admit although i am a littler nervous about going, i am looking forward to it.

i am running through in my mind the rules and protocols Mistress has given me for the night. after all, my actions are a reflection on Her, and i do not want to a source of embarassment for Her.

With a deep breath, i am ready. i know this because Mistress has told me.

Want to know more? Stay tuned…..

D/s misogyny/client and just what do we expect?

so this morning as i was doing my commute, i cruised over to my Mistress’ blog (http://www.kinkinthecity.blogspot.com) because i kind of had a feeling that She was going to write a blog about misogyny.  She and i had a pretty in-depth discussion about it last night–and whether it exists, whether is prevalent.

since its my blog, i get to recap–and the upshot is that Mistress believes most subs are truly misogynists at heart because its their expectation that they see a Domme as a mean to their own end.  Mistress, i should mention is a retired pro-Domme and i certainly do not discount Her outlook on this-in fact my guess is She is right.

my issue though is that its a very unique subset of the male population She is taking aim at–its the males who seek out sex workers who generally could not get anything on their own.  i call it the dungeons and dragons crowd.

this came to discussion after Mistress and Her friend, Mistress Veronica (check out Mistress Veronica’s blog in the right rail) spent saturday night at paddles in nyc.  my guess is anyone reading this knows paddles, if you don’t www.google.com.

feel free to read in more about their evening here http://kinkinthecity.blogspot.com/2008/10/humiliation.html.

the upshot though is that Mistress was out to have some fun (i was home sick   ).  and Mistress encountered “subs” who professed their desire to serve-but not to serve Mistress, rather to serve their desires, and have Mistress be a part of their experience. now i would call these people clients, rather than subs.

Mistress had a bunch of fun, questioning the manhood of several people–and i think rightly so pointing out that to be a sub its important to know the core is that Mistress needs to be served, satisfied and enthralled–and only through that does the sub derive their pleasure.

one of the better stories was as Mistress and Mistress Veronica were relaxing-feet up on a nice couch one would be suitor wanted to be a foot stool. Mistress asked how that would better Her (tip: it wouldn’t). Mistress offered to whip the sub, instead the sub countered with a light spanking. probably not a good fit.

personally, i don’t think these were misogynists though-these were clients-looking to session for the price of a drink at paddles and admission.

to be honest, its not the face i would want put on subs. i am very happy to be in service (and in love with) to my Mistress. it is an honor to be able to serve Her–and i would move mountains to make Her life better.

but hey, thats just me-because i am a sub, not a client.

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