First ClubX Play Party

Sir/Ma'am,

This blog is going to be all about Master and my adventure at our first ClubX play party.

I first want to send a shout out to some people who were helpful and very understanding, thanks for understanding we are new and trying to make us feel comfortable: Caryl, Tiger, Master Tony & Master Tony's girl.

I apologize if this blog isn't fully together. It seems I'm still not awake. I went to pour the coffee I just made, only to realize I forgot to put the coffee in the machine. I had a nice pot of hot water waiting for me LOL!

Anyway... Master and I prepared for our adventure Saturday night. Master wore his black pants and his "Master" black shirt (it has something on the back about Domination). I wore a lacy black bra, black underwear, jeans and a black button up shirt with my brand new, very elegant necklace/collar. Master of course brought his duffel bag full of toys. The fact that he brought it on the tram, got me a little worried :-) I knew what was in there, because he had me help pack it!

Check in was a breeze and enjoyed the orientation with Caryl :-) We walked through the hall to the big room. Lots of chairs (woo hoo) and lots of play areas. Now I am not going to describe all the play areas, because people need to come see this for themselves! Master took us to seats where the action would be right in front of our faces.

While we were there I think Master was a little nervous, because he definitely was NOT treating me like his slave. We sat there as equals watching, commenting, etc. I was waiting and longing for Master to at least make me sit on the floor or something. All these people were doing there own thing and I was sitting here feeling like he had forgotten me and what we were doing there. I didn't want to just stare at people. I wanted him to pay attention to me. It took almost 3 hours of lurking and watching before Master finally started to feel comfortable and started caressing my breasts and deciding that he wanted to try a scene.

Master picked a cross in a dark corner. He laid out his toys, which scared me, because some of them would have to be used on me while naked, and we didn't discuss that! Master removed my beautiful collar and replaced it with my leather collar with my tag on it. Master put my red wrist cuffs on and tied my arms up the cross. Master then took my shirt off, and tied my waist to the cross so I couldn't squirm around. I was worried and embarrassed having my shirt off, but I dealt with it and decided to just concentrate on the pain that was about to happen.

Master used the paint stick, the ping pong paddle, the riding crop and the flogger on me. He told me that my bra strap was in the way, so he undid it and continued the beating. My eyes were not covered at this time. I was feeling the pain, it was very mild and I was getting into it and enjoying it. I looked around when Master would take a break to change toys.

Master started to raise the level of pain and I closed my eyes and began to focus on the fact that the pain he was giving me was pleasing him. I was enjoying what he was doing. He then put my blindfold on and I knew he was going to raise the bar. He would smack me a few times then come caress my pussy over my jeans. He kept whispering that maybe my jeans should come off. I was horrified, I begged no... but in the end, Master won. I mean I was tied up... what was I going to do about it.

Having the blindfold on helped. I tried staying in the zone...pretty soon, I didn't realize where I was or anything. All I knew was Master was beating me, I was enjoying it and so was he. At one point, Master took my blindfold off and told me to look to my left. There was this amazing woman who was laying down and they were doing needle play on her and she looked amazing with all those needles in her. They were laughing and she was really in sub space. I really admire her for that... I hope one day I can enjoy something like that.

After seeing her, my sub space got deeper. Master had put the blindfold on and I heard my own voice saying harder, hit me harder. What? Am I nuts? Oh but the harder the blows the better I was feeling. Unfortunately, Master wasn't feeling good. He hadn't been all day. He used all his energy, and then it was gone. We cleaned up the scene and Master sent me to the bathroom with my clothes on except my jeans... just a little embarrassment to carry me through the rest of the night.

We were going to get some instruction on better flogging, but Master just wasn't feeling well. So I asked him, if we go home right now, will I get to cum. Master said yes. Well that was a no brainer.... let's go home!!! So we did.

That leads us to a new blog. I have chosen not to write my blog until everyone is able to read my Master's blog first. We had a very crazy weekend and one that almost shattered our lifestyle and our marriage. Master has posted his blog as a journal entry on Fetlife.com, his name is Master Will. I will see if he will be posting it on Blogger.

As for the clubX play party. I liked it. I was surprised at how I didn't complain about losing my clothes. I think seeing other people care more about their scene and the art of this lifestyle/hobby/etc helped me get over myself. The truth of the matter is... I didn't watch everyone, it was hard to. So what makes me so self centered to think everyone is watching me? What if they were, maybe my being up there encouraged someone else to take a bolder step to enjoying their night as Pink Poodle did for me.

Thank you so much for your attention and time, Sir/Ma'am.

Sinfully Red
www.sinfullyred.blogspot.com
BDSMMasterandslave@gmail.com