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Weee! Me, being suspended at a party a few months ago. The suspension was done by the always-amazing Dov (who has suspended me now twice— and both were quite mind-blowing. I look forward to many more). The pictures were taken by Master.
On Sunday, Master and I were invited to a friend’s apartment for an on-going birthday spanking party for his slave. Anyone who came had the opportunity to give her birthday spankings. The festivities started around 2, and continued throughout the evening— so one could drop in on any time. (I made homemade French Onion dip— it was delicious!)
The host graciously made lasagna for everyone who came, and of course there was wine and chocolate galore. Master and I only stayed for a few hours, because there was a party that night that we went to (more on that later). We came, had some food, and Master gave the adorable little slave her birthday spankings with a paddle that I believe the host made. (He makes the most incredible leather and wooden toys, corsets, cuffs, etc. Our own wooden paddle and single-tail-whip/riding crop were made by him.)
And then the entertainment began. I don’t know how many other scenes happened before we came and how many happened after, but the scene that we witnessed was pretty amazing. The host is also a very masterful rope rigger, with a few suspension points in his apartment. He had his little slave get naked, then proceeded to whip her using a number of various implements (including some graciously offered by one or two of the guests). He then tied her hands up so she was on her tippy-toes as he continued to whip and beat her. He also had this beautiful sword that he ran (ever-so gently) along her body, even lightly smacking her with the flat side of it.
A vibrator, some canes, and more rope were also used, and I believe he made the little one cum once or twice while we all watched. The best parts of the scene, however, were the dialogue between not only the host and his slave, but with us, the audience.
I run with a pretty funny crowd. Phrases like, “‘Fuck’ is not a safe word” and “Jesus Christ isn’t here” and “I’m sorry, I can’t hear you. What?” (when she had a gag on and was mumbling something). The best, however, was when she was on the floor, one leg tied up, the rest of her tied down (so her legs were spread) and the host used the sword along her inner thighs (again, ever-so gently). He brought the blade very close to her pussy and said, “Don’t you want an extra vagina?” She gave a little shriek and said, “No, I don’t want an extra vagina!”
I think she had a pretty fantastic birthday. Props to her Master for putting all of that together, and I’m so thankful my own Master and I got to be a part of it.
From Suspension, 1/29/12.
Rigging by Tombstone. Photos by LBE: http://www.adrianbuckmaster.com