well even though i haven't published much lately doesn't mean corydory isn't getting her play time just as often and having even more fun if you can believe it, in fact this very morning my shoulders are still feeling warm and tender from the kiss of a heavy leather flogger, but i'm getting ahead ff myself a bit, so let me start with the munch...
to begin at the beginning i was late and flustered because a dropped ball on transportation and coordination caused a playmate to be left behind and miss the whole night. we arrived at the italian pizza place after the party games were done just in time for announcements and sitting there looking out over this crowd i felt an overwhelming sense of having found my people. I wonder if any one else ever feels so at home with a crowd of like minded kinksters for me this is new and i saw all kinds of people, young and old, sub's and Dom's, littles and pets...
it was almost an orgy of fetishes the munch was almost painful i was so anxious to be gone not from the people just onto the next part of the evening which would be a play place nearby, a real
dungeon to play in and all of the people with such diverse interests to interest me. still the announcements were worth hearing at one point the speaker spoke about groups that meet based on power orientation, what a delightful way to make clear that our power roles can play as much a part in our choices as sexual orientation would. he also went person to person through the room calling each of us by our name as if giving a role call for the night, while i am nowhere near as good with names i did at least learn his...
we eat and chat up a few of the other visitors from out of town, then at last we can go tot the bar, what kind of a bar would host a BDSM play night once a month... none other then a, honestly fabulous drag bar it was every thing i ever dreamed it would be we enter a nearly empty bar pictures of the hottest hottest pretty boys flash on the screens, the topples cute bartender was sweet enough to give us the information we needed since none of us knew Kentucky smoking rules, we head to the back stage i strode past the handful there for just the drag show, to go past acres of pink satin draped to frame the stage, the backstage was tiny but included a rhinestone
toilet, we hustle down stairs, to sign in each of us getting a waiver, however being me i left my drivers licence in the car trunk so back we went into the freezing wind, when at last we got in it was only a glimpse then changing into my skirt...
damn damn damn I grabbed my denim mini skirt of the hanger in such a hurry i totally failed and grabbed my skort instead. however hearing be bemoan my feeble mindedness a kind lady who was my exact size handed off to me her favorite skirt to save my night and allow my sexy panties to be flashed at the right time, more like times...
It was so cool there was so much do that i didn't even get to try everything i wanted to, and there were so many people i wish i had been able to talk to but still i had so much fun seeing some of the great leather cuffs that were on show, and feeling a few of the more unique vegan DIY floggers on the backs of my legs, the one that was a tire tread really made you feel it. It grasps the skin on impact and as the wide heavy rubber follows its natural momentum it pulls your flesh with it for that extra unique feeling.
after a quick smoke break and a trip to the girls room i found most of my party near the frount of the room talking about things like rope play well DD, normally means designated driver but at this party it was more like our default Dom. wanted to do some rope demonstrations for a fellow who wanted to learn so i of course agreed to help and we showed them the single and double pillar ties, first my DD binding my wrist and allowing me to struggle wishing i were a fish on his line then he freed me and i made the same knots on the pupil, who once free would in turn make those same knots on me again... binding me and feeling me struggle...
we broke up to go enjoy the sexy panties showing, it was called a contest but it was more just a organized flashing which as much fun if you ask me and then nobody loses staying in that area because a lovely lady caught my eye and ear as she was talking about moving to my hometown in Florida. she might not be cold but i warned her about the crazies...
she was sore from her high heels such sexy studded leather heels and i talked her into letting me rub her feet, such small and sexy feet wrapped in black silky nylons running up toned legs to be held suspended on her white thigh with a bit of lace not a whole inch wide, i played with her feet and her legs but allowed it to remain mostly innocent, when a passing fancy came by with leather strips wanting to let me feel it i asked her if i could lean over her as he warmed my behind, in place her face in my cleavage he began working me over and over with the whip, as she coached me in a way that i had never had before reminding me to breath and enjoy, asking if i was green with everything, it was so sweet and tender of her i am sad she is going away and hope there are many more in the community like her...
when i found most of my party they were in the fenced off play space, she was being whipped on the cross and coming down we went to after care to make sure she was alright, when the DD asked if we all were ready to go, awww i had to object because i wanted whipped on the cross I need some attention after the night of stimulation, he tied me with weak cuffs to the cross but i didn't once try to get down, he slipped the blindfold on and i was worlds away, in such a happy place and with the sting of the whip he would follow with softness from my soft whip then heavy then light then setting the weight of the whip across my back, it was bliss for me and i shared as much as i could of my pleasure with everyone, I was very very vocal, which i am afraid might have disturbed other scenes but with out a gag i couldn't keep the moans the screams or the whimpers to myself i never even gave it a thought to try...
the worst part of the night is part of the best because it is the interruption and the end of our scene, the people playing next to us were concerned by my screams and came over to instruct the man who was Dom over me, which I understood to be a big no no stopping a scene, still it was nice while it lasted even if wanted so much more...
i took myself off to the aftercare room after cleaning the cross off, i collapsed on the floor and my friend who hadn't even stayed downstairs to see the scene rubbed baby oil on my tender flesh soothing my sore away with his gentle hands letting me end the night on a blissful note, what a pleasure and what wicked ideas i have dancing in my head running circles with my normal dirty thoughts...
