Holly GoNightly

Last Tuesday (told you I was behind in my posts!) Master and I had the pleasure of having dinner at a new acquaintance’s apartment. A few other girls were there as well. Dinner was delicious, despite the fact that it was a very hot day and a hot kitchen made us all sweaty (the host, in fact, never got around to putting pants on; a move that would not be acceptable at any vanilla get-together, but no one batted an eye at this casual kink gathering).

Master and I had seen the host at a few parties, which is how we were originally introduced to him, but probably the main reason we wanted to spend an evening with him is because he is a very experienced rope master. After we had digested a bit, I stripped to my panties and was tied up (he had a sort of mini-rig set up in his apartment— I wasn’t very high off the ground, but it was still fun nonetheless). Since I’ve now been tied up by three different (though very experienced and fabulous) people, I’ve noticed definite differences not only in their rope styles, but in how they approach the experience. With this rope incident, as soon as I was suspended (pretty much upside down), the position of my feet, legs, and torso were altered a few times. Eventually, I was brought down, though he left the rope tying my legs and arms in tact (my arms were tied above and behind my head).

Then I was handed over to my Master. At this point, the other girls were naked or near-naked, and the host had brought out a few boxes of his toys (clothespins, paddles, gags, clamps, etc.) and we were all playing. Master beat my ass a bit with a very nice wooden paddle the host had actually made (we seriously need to get one or two!!). Once my arms were starting to feel tingly, my arms were untied, but then the host used rope to tie my hands in front, attached the rope (gently) to my neck and head, and finished by (again, gently) covering my eyes with the rope, so I was blindfolded.

For the rest of the evening, Master and I played with the paddle as well as some other fun implements. My ass and thighs were quite bruised (I believe I still have a few bruises right now, nearly a week later). The night yet again confirmed that kink parties/get togethers are insanely more entertaining and more fun than vanilla gatherings. 

Master and I went to the Folsm St. East fair (after we rolled out of bed very late as the party I served at was the night before…), which was on June 19. While the fair is obviously gay-oriented, there was certainly a fair amount of kink and kinky people and kinky things all around.

It became insanely crowded very quickly, so Master and I only stayed for a few hours, but it definitely was fun! We ran into a lot of people we knew, got a good look at all the equipment and leather clothing for sale, and even got a chance to wander up and down the infamous Eagle bar for a moment. However, it was a hot day and we were both tired and sore (at least on my part… suspensions can take a lot out of you!) and, if I recall correctly, we both took a well-needed nap when we came home…

One of the best parts of the fair were running into a couple we met a few weekends ago who have a 24/7 Master/slave dynamic, and who are very involved in the M/s world. They were behind a booth promoting MasT (Masters and slaves together), and I noticed the slave first because she was sitting on the curb of the sidewalk. Then I noticed her Master sitting in a chair and, as soon as we all made the recognition and once my Master and I made our way over to them, her Master slapped her on her head to get her to stand up, as she was looking down at her phone. 

Another great part of the fair were two puppies Master and I walked by a few times. I believe they were both just wearing boots and a leather thong of some sort (maybe one had a harness), but they both had gorgeous leather hoods molded in puppy faces. Must have been hot, but they were both adorable!

Last week, Master and I attended a class at the Iron Bell Academy (more info about IBA in my “Groups and Parties” link). We’re just starting to go to classes and workshops, which is one of the reasons we decided to go to this one, but we also are very interested in the topic (not to mention it was only $10 for TNG members- score!). Also, the teacher of the class and his girl are very good friends of ours. We’re hoping to get dinner with them again next week before I go to Europe.

The class was very interesting and Master and I certainly got a lot of ideas for our own day-to-day relationship. We haven’t gone too far in advancing towards a 24/7 lifestyle, but I do think that’s where we’re heading. But most of the protocols will have to be implemented (slowly, of course) after I get back from France. There’d be no point in trying to work out a morning and evening ritual when I leave in less than two weeks.

What really got my attention, though, was the location that the class was held at. The Iron Bell Academy was the ultimate luxury dungeon. There were at least a dozen cages (of varying shapes) hanging from the ceiling that were on automatic pulleys, an insane amount of hooks and locks to use for restraining your sub, a stand-up coffin, many large thrones, many St. Andrew’s crosses, and (as Master said) “every thing is a thing.” Every chair or table or staircase had a locking cage under it.

The space was relatively small, but with the use of mirrors and everything was golden and metal and elegant, it was a beautiful and uniform space that made one feel as if one were almost in a museum. They don’t hold parties there often (it’s more for educational purposes), but Master and I cannot wait to attend a party there. 

Despite the fact that I’ve been quite busy in the S&M scene lately, I (obviously) haven’t been updating as often as I should (bad Holly!).

Perhaps the main reason for this is laziness (whenever I log into Tumblr, I log into my vanilla blog and usually not this one first), but I can also place the blame on the fact that I have been busy getting things together because for the month of July I will be in Europe! I do hope to check out the S&M scene there, but I honestly don’t know how much free time I will have (and it’s also scary enough for a female sub to wander into an S&M club by herself, let alone wander into a club she’s never been to before in a country that doesn’t speak her native language… just sayin’).

Will update with my adventures very soon.

Master now has me set up my laptop (in the living room) on the floor at his feet while he’s on the couch.

Just ten minutes ago, I was half naked on my knees at his feet with my head on his thigh while he was on his laptop. Nothing overtly sexual, just there at his feet. Couldn’t have been happier. 

Also, when we’re out in public, I’m to walk just slightly behind him on the left (or closest to the buildings, if we’re walking down the street). And stand slightly behind his left side if we’re talking with someone or waiting.

Next week, we’re going to a class taught by one of our very good friends about protocols and manners in the scene— in public, at parties, and at home. I’m really looking forward to it.