ponysslave
Experienced
- Joined
- Jun 10, 2008
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- 55
My Master and I recently attended a sex show. It was the first one of its kind in our city so we figured we would check it out. It was pretty amateur for the most part - vibrator and lube vendors...blah, blah, blah. We were most interested in checking out the "dungeon." (Naturally.) I was pleasantly surprised to find out that it was an interactive dungeon where you could try things out. We watched some people get spanked for their first time and exchanged smiles. After viewing for awhile, my Master found a woman whom he wanted to work me over.
Damn. It was amazing. It was my first time having a woman (or anyone besides my Master) spank me - and she used all sorts of tools. My Master spoke with her and let her know that I was experienced and they discussed which tools to use on me. He stood behind me while my ass was exposed to the likely vanilla crowd and had casual conversation with the woman as she used paddles & crops on me. Every minute or so he would come up to me and make sure I was cool with everything and whisper to me how large of a crowd was being drawn. He also made sure that my hands were lying flat on the bench instead of gripping the handles ...before we started with her he had warned me not to white knuckle the handle bars.
I lost myself in sub space for awhile, forgetting that my ass and thighs were being tortured in full view of a curious audience...focused completely on my pleasing my Master as well as the woman who was delivering the pain. I grew wetter as the woman leaned into me and told me she wished she wasn't in this public forum so she could do what she really wanted to with me. I secretly smiled and humbly gushed when she told my Master how responsive I was.
After what seemed like ages, she pulled me up from the bench and asked my Master if she could kiss me. He demanded that I do to thank her for delivering my first public spanking.
That night, once we were home, having a drink and a cigarette, my Master told me it's great that I'm bisexual. Something I've always thought of but was never fully sure and never fully admitted to myself. I'm sure now.
Damn. It was amazing. It was my first time having a woman (or anyone besides my Master) spank me - and she used all sorts of tools. My Master spoke with her and let her know that I was experienced and they discussed which tools to use on me. He stood behind me while my ass was exposed to the likely vanilla crowd and had casual conversation with the woman as she used paddles & crops on me. Every minute or so he would come up to me and make sure I was cool with everything and whisper to me how large of a crowd was being drawn. He also made sure that my hands were lying flat on the bench instead of gripping the handles ...before we started with her he had warned me not to white knuckle the handle bars.
I lost myself in sub space for awhile, forgetting that my ass and thighs were being tortured in full view of a curious audience...focused completely on my pleasing my Master as well as the woman who was delivering the pain. I grew wetter as the woman leaned into me and told me she wished she wasn't in this public forum so she could do what she really wanted to with me. I secretly smiled and humbly gushed when she told my Master how responsive I was.
After what seemed like ages, she pulled me up from the bench and asked my Master if she could kiss me. He demanded that I do to thank her for delivering my first public spanking.
That night, once we were home, having a drink and a cigarette, my Master told me it's great that I'm bisexual. Something I've always thought of but was never fully sure and never fully admitted to myself. I'm sure now.