party and sex

My Master and I went to a party last night. We were actually supposedly co-hosts, and it was a celebration of our wedding for friends who couldn’t make it to England, but the true hosts did all the work and we just enjoyed the benefits of their generous largess, so I really think we can’t take any host-ly credit!

It was a really lovely party, but one of the best things about it were how many perverts were there. It seemed like the cream of the local scene had been skimmed off and sent to this party! Beautiful pro-Dommes (who are kinky IRL), friends from munches and the dungeon, friends from fetish parties, sex writers, photographers, some local bondage riggers, etc. As I made the rounds and chatted with people, it was so great to be able to freely discuss kinky stuff, and hear similar discussions going on around you. There was a long and satisfying round table discussion of how much money you’re willing to spend for various fetish items (devolving into a discussion of said fetishes), and I had a really great chat with Domina Selina Raven who is someone I always want to get to know better (and, having had the chat, I just want to get to know her more!) and got to meet the infamous Mistress Simone Kross (who is very nice!)

I wish I had a picture of me in my outfit – there were at least five photographers there, and none of us had a camera with us! – but a description will have to suffice: it was a tight and short cream dress, very clingy, with shiny skin-toned Wolford stockings underneath, and then finished off with a pair of white four inch sandals. Oh, and a cream lace choker. Make-up in gold and bronze, lots of eyeliner, metallic lipstick. Very summery, and I felt like a million bucks. My Master was quite pleased with the results, and I got lots of compliments and lecherous comments from my friends!

Victorian night in the dungeon

What a wonderful weekend I’ve had! Play every day! But let me start with Friday night….

Our local dungeon was having a Victorian theme night. Since this is a serious fetish for me, my Master indulged me by agreeing to go (and dress up in a kilt for me! Phwoar!)

So in the evening, I took a bath and shaved off any undesired body hair (that being most of it!) and did my make-up, and got into as much of my period Victorian dress as possible on my own. Which wasn’t much: the chemise, corset (un-tightened), real silk stockings, and boots! When my Master got home, he tightened the corset (the man gets way too much delight from tight-lacing!), put on the petticoat, bustle pad, and then the skirt and bustle, and then finally the beautiful jacket.

For me, getting into this outfit is part of the foreplay, as the authentic period layers are put on me, I can feel myself sinking back in time, to be that modest Victorian lady who didn’t even want to expose her ankles (although half her bust was just fine!), who was helpless and submissive, who lived first under the command of her father, and then her husband. My favorite fantasies are of my skirts getting flipped up, and my virginal self being beaten and then “used vilely.”

SF Fetish Ball 2008 info

http://eros-zine.com/articles/2008-01-22/sffetishball012208/

I really need to steal a minute and make an icon of me in latex to go with posts like this!

 SkinTwo Blog info:

http://www.skintwo.com/wordpress/2008/01/28/7th-annual-san-francisco-fetish-ball/