Play Party (Part II)

30 Aug

{Writing on a borrowed computer, which seems a little strange.}

First, there are classes.  Demonstrations.  A volunteer stands in front of us thirty or so kinky folks, facing us, attached with cuffs to the spanking post.  Her legs attached to a spreader bar, she squirms under the touch of the violet wand.   Yikes. 

 i am fascinated.

But i am still new enough to be fascinated by the idea that i’m in the same room as this many kinky people.  i’ve already met a few of them at the first munch i went to.   But there are more i haven’t met, and i’m nervous and shy, which you wouldn’t think i would be.  But i am.

i am publicly with Sir D for the first time.  We’ve never been around people either of us know before.  And many of these people know Sir D, know that’s He’s dominant.  So now they know that i’m – um, not dominant.  In fact, that i’m – you know.  Submissive.  How strange. 

It turns me on.  Makes me feel more submissive.  Acutely aware of my body, how i feel, how i look, and what my movements mean. 

Sir D is on a panel today, with some other people in the community who are seen as being knowledgable about the lifestyle.  They are showing and discussing the toys they’ve brought.  Some other people go first.   i am mesmerized by the range of toys.  The CBT toys are a new concept for me – cock and ball torture.  Really.  Whew.  i just didn’t know.  

Then it’s Sir D’s turn.   He’s a natural teacher.  Describing  His toys, he gives background, history, hints on where to get them or how to make them.  He’s been doing this a long time, and i’m impressed by his expertise.  O, and by the toys, many of which i haven’t seen before. 

Ok, this blog’s a place to tell the truth, right?  So, just between us – when He was presenting, i was so proud of Him, i was just about beside myself.  And proud of being with Him.  Ok, whole truth, i could have carried a little sign that said, “i’m with Him,” and felt good about it.  (But not a t-shirt.  i have some standards…)

Anyhow.  Enough of that.  The classes were fun and interesting and it was really cool to see that Sir D is a highly respected member of the community.   Not that i doubted it before, but you know.  Seeing it is more powerful.  

Then there was the munch.   It’s in a private room in a restaurant, but unlike the other munch i went to,it’s not very separate from the rest of the diners.  They can see us, but not hear us, and servers are in and out of the room all the time.  So we’re careful.

Again, people know Sir D;  they can make some assumptions about me.  I feel like i’m wearing a big sign that says, “SUBMISSIVE HERE.”  

 It’s a buffet type meal.  Sir D instructs me to fix his His dinner.  i am so nervous, i almost can’t carry the plate.  i pick out His food, trying not to worry that i’m making the wrong choices. 

 We’re sharing a table with seven or eight other people.  i carry the plate back, acutely aware of my body.   Carefully set it down in front of Him.  Smile at Him.  

Maybe it isn’t a big deal. 

 i feel naked.  

And tingly.  And wet.  Which i already am anyhow, because, remember, i’m still deprived of  recent orgasms.  Sigh.

And then the munch is over, and we go back to His house for a few minutes. 

 i change clothes.  “What to wear” has been a dilemna for days  (i know that’s silly, but still.)   So i’d brought a variety of clothes.  

i change my undergarments.  The carefully selected black bra with lace, lifts my breasts and barely covers the nipples.  Black panties, boy cut, but they’re a stretchy, lacy material, so when i put them on they’re practically see through.   Not that anyone’s going to see them, but they feel sexy.

Now, i pick a pair of dark jeans, a black chemise and a short sleeved black – i don’t know what to call it.   Not a jacket, not a sweater.  Just a thing that you wear over other tops.   Kind of flowing, but not too much. 

And that would have been ok, but not very exciting.  However.  There are the shoes. 

I show them to Sir D.  “Too much?”  i ask, certain that He’s going to say ‘yes.’

And he says, “Yeah, probab – i don’t know.  Let me see them.  Go ahead, put them on.  Let me see.”

So i do.

The shoe...

 

“Yes,” He says.  “Wear those.”

“Really?”  i’m delighted. 

“Yes.  i said yes, didn’t I?” a little impatient.

“Yes, Sir, you did!” 

So there i am, a kinky Cinderella, off to the ball…

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And i’m out of time.  i was just lucky that a friend stayed over last night, and i got to use her computer this morning.  i probably won’t be so lucky tomorrow… but maybe i can get mine working today.   Keep your fingers crossed. 

The best is yet to come.  

Um, pun intended.  {smiles}

10 Responses to “Play Party (Part II)”

  1. Mick August 30, 2010 at 6:10 am #

    Very nice shoes….

    • aisha48 September 2, 2010 at 7:39 pm #

      Thanks, Mick {smiles.}

  2. sin August 30, 2010 at 7:39 am #

    Nice shoes Cinderella. I LOVE this story,. love you describing the squirmy feeling of people knowing you are “not dominant”. What a good description of what you felt. What toys was he showing off btw?

    • aisha48 September 2, 2010 at 7:41 pm #

      Thanks, Sin! {giggles} Don’t have time to talk about his toys now – on a borrowed computer! Let’s just say there were ropes, and knives, and whips made out of different materials, and some electric play stuff…. and o, my.

      aisha

  3. nilla August 30, 2010 at 8:14 am #

    first, lovely that you got the much and panel time. I’m pretty toy ignorant too, really. It’s a learning curve. He sounds like a gem, Aisha.

    and the shoes. Gods i could rhapsodize about those shoes for hours.l am in shoe lust! You must know that Sir B has a shoe thing. I think i’ve caught it from him.

    I’m loving this. Again, i say, your writing is a delight!

    nilla
    thanks for sharing!
    Xing fingers for your puter

    • aisha48 September 2, 2010 at 7:43 pm #

      Hi, Nilla,

      Thanks for the kind words!

      I have a shoe thing myself, so I can relate to Sir B there. Glad you’re starting to get into it too. I was amazed that I could stand in them for as long as I did!

      Keep your fingers crossed for my computer – it needs it, and I miss it sooooo much!

      aisha

  4. prima angel oasis August 31, 2010 at 1:32 am #

    It sounds like so much fun. 🙂 I can’t WAIT until Daddy and I can go to munches and play parties, and all kinds of stuff together. I’ve never been to anything like that and I think it’ll be just so fantastic to be there with Him. Looking forward to hearing about the rest of your time. Great shoes. 🙂

    • aisha48 September 2, 2010 at 7:44 pm #

      Thanks, Prima! I’m sure you’ll love it too. And thanks for taking the time to comment!

      aisha

  5. Master Chef September 2, 2010 at 2:42 pm #

    Those are great shoes. I am paid a lot of money to photograph shoes and fashion so I do know what I’m talking about. Cheers.

    Master Chef

    • aisha48 September 2, 2010 at 7:45 pm #

      LOL – thanks, Master Chef – the shoes are “all that” aren’t they! Thanks for reading and for taking the time to comment!

      aisha

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