Saturday night scene party

Saturday night was all about bondage, whipping, exhibitionism, flogging, and spanking, with some very cool new people, old friends, and discussions about MySpace vs. FetLife, getting over shyness, judgment within the scene, and, of all things, our pets... This was a party we attended in Jersey City, hosted by T&J, a kinky couple who are writers and actors.

M. was there, an old friend that I hadn't seen in ages. I don't think we've played since before I met Paul. Our last scene, on the main stage at Paddles NYC, he had tied me up over my dress, took out a knife and cut the dress off me, then single-tailed me. It was pretty hot...

Last night we got to play. M. likes bondage and is very good at it, so he tied me up nicely so my arms were immobile. He used very pretty rope from Rainbow Ropes, which felt great. Then he single-tailed me. Ooh, nasty. He got me good. He was rather evil, as a matter of fact, whipping my breasts more than my back. I have very sensitive breasts... He also struck my stomach, and I have a few welts that I can feel through my shirt this morning.

At one point he began to use two whips at once, telling me to hold my arms out at the sides, and gently wrapping the tails around my upper arms. THAT felt good. Then he got mean again, snapping them rapidly around my body. The leather wrapped completely around my body and struck in the front. I was gasping and yelping when the ends struck my breasts. Then he told me to spread my legs and the wrap-around whipping continued there. Ouch! He gave me a couple of painful strokes right by my knees -- and I LOVE the lines, but this means I'll have to wear pants or longer shorts for the next couple of days, and it's been in the 90s here. That's my ONLY complaint about our scene; otherwise it was beautiful.

Oh, yeah, near the end M. took out some leather floggers. He flogged my breasts -- again, very hard to take -- but he didn't do it for long. He signaled to Rad, and asked Rad to take over. Rad got an evil look in his eye and he began to flog my front. Damn! That hurt! M. was behind me, flogging my back -- THAT felt good. I love getting the attention from both ends.

Since I was still tied up and not going anyway, Paul made me bend over and he paddled me -- with one of Kittys paddles, which are pretty but nasty hardwood implements.

What a great party, what a fun night! And that wasn't even the end of it. I'll talk about my hogtie scene in another post... I was a greedy attention whore, but I don't care. I think I'll keep doing it as long as people are willing to do it TO me!