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All work and no play...
I've been working non-stop for the past week decorating for the party. It's been great fun; my arch-nemesis E has donated a huge pile of old 486 motherboards to the cause, which are now painted black and are being used to build the decorations, and anklesnake has perfected an alcoholic drink called gray goo... [Edit to fix the link]

So it was with no small measure of joy that I went to Tampa Fetish Party on Friday with Shelly, and my archnemesis E, his wife K, and their partners J and M.

Gonads and Strife...Wheee!
There was a pretty good turnout; ran into several old friends at the play party I haven't seen in far too long, and took advantage of the opportunity to give Shelly a most exquisite beating, made all the more fun by the fact that E (who Shelly has a massive crush on) was watching.

Started slowly, strapping her face-down to a bench and placing two rows of acupuncture needles in her back along the edges of her tattoo. The effect was aesthetically delightful, and it was a good warm-up for the crop.

Once Shelly was bristling like a porcupine, I started with the crop, building her up slowly until her ass and legs were covered in beautiful red welts. She responds magnificantly to the crop, and it didn't take long until she was smiling and squirming and laughing with every lash.

After she'd had a chance to come down from the endorphin high, I put her on the bench face-up and cocooned her to it with dozens of yards of saran wrap, until she could barely even wiggle. Then it was time for the crop again, this time on her breasts and thighs, until she started to float.

Once I had her in that intense floaty space where she couldn't tell the difference between pain and pleasure, I cut a pair of holes in the saran wrap for her nipples to poke out, the better to clamp them. Next came the needles, a number of which went in each nipple.

She was in ecstasy.

Every touch, every bite, every caress and strike with the crop had her laughing and and shrieking and desperate for more.

I kept her there for quite a while, lingering over her until she barely knew where she was, before I finally unwrapped her and brought her back to earth.

All in all, an incredible evening, made even better because we could share it with close friends.

And to think, there are people in the world who don't understand BDSM...


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Mar. 2nd, 2004 04:37 am (UTC)
I wish I'd known you guys were going Friday. I went Saturday and felt very much out of my element because I knew *no one*.

It was a great place, and I saw some beautiful scenes, but with no one there that I knew, I felt very disconnected.

Ah well...
Mar. 2nd, 2004 11:09 am (UTC)
I don't think I'll be able to make it.  All monies must go towards apartment-stuff.  The suck!
Mar. 3rd, 2004 03:32 pm (UTC)
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