My First Public Scene - Nov 2016

This is my account (to the best of my memory of what happened) of my very first scene in a public dungeon.

Before we even got to the event, he and I had discussed what I wanted used on me. This was to be an impact scene. After looking at his “tools” I decided that the only thing I did not want was the single tail whip... that left belts, paddles, canes, a wicked crop, hands, and a delicious assortment of floggers. I did not know which order he was going to use any of these, I of course left that up to his preference.

We had been at the party for a while now, socializing and having fun with the other kinksters present. Once people started to play a bit, I knew that the time was coming when I would have to be brave and not chicken out of what I had agreed to do. I found that I was not as worried as I thought I would be. I was nervous of course, but not afraid. I don’t know if it was the atmosphere of acceptance that was all round, or the fact that the people I loved and trusted most were right there the whole time. I simple knew that I was not afraid.

When asked if I was ready I said yes, but I wanted to smoke first, and of course grab my bag of items I thought I would need after the scene. After I got that done we went back inside and he went to get his things ready while I started getting ready with the assistance of one of the other girls. I was wearing a corset over my dress (which she had so kindly tightened for me earlier in the evening) which needed to be removed, along with my petticoat. Those things were left sitting on my bag after I took out my personal cuffs for my wrists. She helped me to put them on since my hands were shaking a little and I couldn’t buckle them myself. After I was left in nothing but my dress, panties and cuffs, he came into the room and put the leather cuffs on my ankles... When I got up I noticed that the attachment hooks made little tinkling sounds when I walked which made me giggle.

We went back into the play room to watch the scene that was going on, giving me some time to gather myself and get my nerves under control. After about 10 minutes, my palms sweating from nervousness and excitement, I turned to him and smiled, nodded my head slightly and turned to the St. Andrew's cross behind me.... you see, this was my first time doing a scene with someone I was not in a romantic relationship with, much less in a public place where people I barely knew could see everything going on. I was not at all sure how I was going to react to what was about to happen, but I was excited to experience it.

I reached up to unzip the back of my dress, which got stuck a little so he helped me, and then let it fall to the floor... I was now standing in a dimly lit room with about seven other people, plus Him, naked except for my panties. And I still wasn't afraid.

I stepped up to the cross, raised my arms above my head, and took deep breaths while he hooked the cuffs to the cross. Having my hands bound actually made me a little bit less nervous... so I extended each leg in turn to have the ankle cuffs attached to the cross. I am now firmly bound in an X with my back to the room... but I can see them all (still mostly watching the other scene that is finishing) in the mirror wall to my right.

I leaned against the cross, controlling my breathing to calm my nerves. He stepped up behind me, pressing his body against mine on one side... he rubbed his hands over my shoulders, back and down to my ass... then he spanked me the first time. It didn't really hurt, just waking up the skin, warming me up. I smiled and wiggled a little against him, so he hit me a few more times on my ass before stepping away to pick up a stingy little flogger. The flogger stings a little, but nothing so much as to make me think I can't take more. At this point I am barely making a sound, just little intakes if breath if he hits a spot that stings more than others. Once or twice the little flogger wraps over the front of my shoulder by my neck and I wince away. I am feeling great, and maybe a little cocky since I am not very affected by what has happened so far.

I am still fairly quiet, a happy groan or two now and then... until he picks up the plastic cane. I actually see him pull it off the bed and sort of tense up, expecting it to hurt a lot. He gives me a few taps on my shoulders and I actually giggle! This makes the other girls nearby giggle, and I hear an ominous chuckle come from him.... I hear him say something in a low voice about me giggling, which makes me almost laugh out loud… I think he asked me if I was giggling.

I can't help it, I giggle again and say "yes".... he steps back and lands several hard hits to the backs of my thighs and ass.... still chuckling as I start to squirm and groan louder. I think I have found an implement that I both adore and loathe all at once! The welts forming all over my body are fantastic little reminders of that thin, evil little invention.

The next thing he grabs is this little red paddle... it looks like something you would use to spread frosting on a cake, just thicker. I have had something just like this used on me before, so I know fairly well what to expect. I see it in the mirror and smile, thinking to myself “that's not gonna do shit.” I am wrong.

This little paddle gets deep into the tissue... it almost feels like a wonderful, deep massage... until he concentrates on one spot (the evil torture of Doms finding that sweet spot!)... by now I am panting, squirming and almost moaning loudly as I grip the chains above my head to keep my body from moving too much.

Despite myself I am extremely turned on at this point. I have always gotten wet when I am beaten, and this time even more so. Possibly from the intensity of what was going on. The sounds of implements hitting my flesh and the resulting pleasure/pain washing over. The sounds of his breathing behind me as he works my body over. Even the people watching me… I am flying high and fully in the moment all at the same time.

Finally he grabs the thing I have been waiting for... the big thuddy flogger. The first hit makes my skin sing! It is as if my skin itself is having an orgasm.... I can feel the wetness between my thighs starting to drip down my leg... I am in heaven, but also feeling the pain so beautifully... I am literally holding onto the chains for dear life.... He has to step close and remind me to breath. Over and over I take the impact and as I fly higher and higher I feel as if I may cum just from this.

After that I am not fully able to remember what all he used... I know he used that wicked crop, and I cried out quite a bit from some of the other things... he kept having to remind me to breathe... I remember him telling me I was doing great and that he was proud of me. I remember looking into the mirror a couple times and seeing people watching, seeming to be almost hypnotized by what they were seeing.

The two faces I remember most clearly were of the two girls I am closest to... the wonder, desire, and joy in their faces reflecting my own emotions. I remember thinking “they seem to be enjoying this as much as I am!”

Towards the end (this had been going on for nearly an hour) he asked me if there was anything I wanted to feel again. I said the big flogger... he seemed very pleasantly surprised, and I heard the girls gasp in surprise as well.

I suppose not many like being hit with that thing too much because it hurts.... a lot... you feel it deep, like it rocks your entire body... but I love it! I love absorbing the impact, feeling the heat spread through me.... it is bliss. And it sends me to my happy place.

Again I feel on the verge of orgasm and I allow myself to hang freely in the chains as I just feel everything around me. Everything excites me now. The silence of those watching. The sound of his breathing. The sing of the flogger as it moves through the air. His body heat moving closer when he finishes. The feel of his hands on my body when it is all over.

Once he is done, he unhooks my ankles and tells me that when he unhooks my wrists he wants me to lean on him because I might fall.... I'm flying high right now and think "I feel great! I'll be fine!" But I nod anyway.

He unhooks me and I turn and stumble into him, which makes me giggle.... I hear him ask one of the girls to get my robe for me, then feel it placed on my back and I attempt to put it on while leaning against him.... my legs feel like jello, but I am so happy and satisfied that it doesn't even really register... I'm still giggling.

We went into the social area, he pours us both a shot (I am ok to stand in one spot at this point) and then go outside to smoke. I sit down on a chair outside because I can tell he does not think I should be standing without support yet. I can feel the giddy smile on my face. I am so very happy that my first scene was so magical and amazingly perfect!

After this we go back to the playroom to watch other people play while my endorphins drop enough for me to be able to form coherent thoughts... and I thank him again... repeatedly.