The theme for last month’s all-day TV event at Quest in Leeds was “fancy dress” and, since I had an Alice In Wonderland dressing up outfit that my Beloved had found for me in Asda a month or so beforehand, that was plonked into the toy bag and dragged across town with us on the Thursday morning. Mistress Claire arrived soon after we did and changed into a leather outfit which set my imagination racing off in multiple directions at once… with one particular dream about face sitting which had been rattling around for a couple of chaste weeks soon to come true!
Mistress had decided to try something different for the first couple of ties so, after we’d entered the dungeon, I was ordered to sit on the hard metal floor in front of the cross; my ankles were bound together, my wrists were secured to the ankle restraints on the cross itself and a rope ran around my waist held me in place. To finish things off, my ring gag and the new, shiny Lycra hood I’d just received were applied which left me in a very vulnerable position even if nobody came along to exploit it; the floor was quite uncomfortable, but not as bad as I’d expected in the long term – a chain was added to my collar and “twanged” with various implements and that was more painful overall.
The second position was similarly tough on my poor bottom, sitting on the floor in front of the throne with my legs crossed and arms tied up and back so they were out of the way whilst Mistress Claire amused herself by making me suffer in various ways before I was released to have my hands bound behind me so that Mistress could try a new toy, a nose hook. I’ve seen pictures and video of these before but never tried one and it’s an odd experience having a couple of hooks in your nostrils that pull your head back! In order to be released I had to slowly count to fifty for her.
Next my arms were bound behind me before I was led on a chain into one of the other play rooms, leaving me sitting in a corner with Audrey Anne who was already there. As I’m sure has been mentioned before I’m not into guys and that’s in part because I’ve had a few experiences where they wouldn’t take “no” for an answer and that really isn’t something you want whilst bound, so sitting there with half a dozen men in the room was something I struggled with greatly; fortunately they were all distracted and Mistress was standing in the doorway to keep one eye on me and enjoy my reaction.
Being a submissive can be both physically and emotionally difficult, we all want to please the person we’re serving but it also means being put into situations that don’t sit well for one reason or another. Not freaking out in that particular scenario was pretty hard on me and my solution was to “switch off”, disappearing into my own mind and distracting myself. We returned to the dungeon to discuss what had happened and Mistress Claire said that she was enjoying my reaction which cheered me up a little, but I’m already nervous about what she’ll want me to endure next. Once we’d finished talking I was chained standing next to the scaffold with my gag in place for a while which was something of a relaxation!
There was a new piece of furniture in the dungeon, a kneeling bench which had separate, padded platforms to keep the legs apart; this looked more secure than the other benches I’ve been taking a caning over so Mistress wanted to give it a test run… along with her new Rattan cane! I was only partially bound and received just five strokes but they were still a struggle to take and I looked a complete wreck afterwards with my hair all over the place and drool coming out of the ring gag I was wearing!
I was allowed a small break before being spread eagled on the floor with my wrists tied to different parts of the scaffolding and a spreader bar used to secure my legs apart before Mistress Clare slowly and deliberately lowered herself and sat on my face; it’s very hard to describe the experience but having her pressing down like that so I could barely breathe left me feeling wonderfully helpless; when she tired of that she stood again and proceeded to rub her stocking-clad foot all over my face for a while and, whilst I don’t consider myself to particularly have a foot fetish, I enjoyed being beneath her like that as well and would happily have licked or sucked it for her had I been commanded to
Miss Kate came over and, seeing me prone and helpless, decided that she’d enjoy spending some time sat on my face as well which came as quite a surprise; it was a different experience but one I hope she enjoyed as much as I did! Once I was allowed to breathe again, Mistress Claire produced some clamps which were used on my naughty bits – the third one in particular was painful and I wriggled around quite a bit in my restraints without making much of a difference – along with what I believe was a Wartenberg wheel although I didn’t realise until afterwards!
Another little rest followed and Mistress wanted to tie me in a strappado where my wrists were pulled up quite high behind me and my ankles bound together so I tottered precariously on my heels, unable to see or speak because the shiny hood and ring gag had been applied; this is still my favourite position despite being difficult on both my arms and legs, particularly in heels. For this particular set of pictures I also wore a pair of yellow gloves which were there for an online friend Maxine; we’d been talking several years ago on Yahoo and I’d posed for a series of pictures in a maid’s uniform, pink washing up gloves, a ball gag and metal restraints at her request. We had lost touch a while ago but she’d recently found me again on Fetlife and, since I was taking a pair of Marigolds for Audrey Anne’s benefit, I asked Mistress if I may wear them when I was bound.
I was released and, because it was quite close to when the buffet usually appears, Mistress decided to use me for a little rope practise before we adjourned to the bar area for food. Since i wasn’t going to be restrained during lunch this time I scurried around fetching a couple of plates of food for Mistress Claire and myself – I would have gathered a third for my Beloved but she was there already and someone had taken care of that task.
In a brief moment of what we shall amusingly refer to as “dominance” on my part earlier in the week, I’d tried to tempt Audrey Anne into spending a week chaste with the promise of wearing the aforementioned yellow Marigolds. She didn’t manage it but fortunately for her Mistress said I should wear them anyway so, after Audrey Anne was tied to the throne and gagged, I spent some time playing with her naughty bits using one gloved hand whilst the other was clamped over her mouth and nose so she could smell the rubber as I stroked. I would have loved to make her cum for me but sadly it wasn’t to be.
Then we got to the moment that I’m starting to dread each month; I was tied down on the new kneeling bench wearing my Lycra hood and panel ball gag before Mistress Claire caned me. As always it was difficult for me to take the punishment but I tried my best, although I will have to ask that I be fully restrained next time because my arms were free and I could move too much! One thing in particular which was different this time is that, after I was released, for some reason I needed a hug and reassurance that I’d been a good girl although I’m really not sure where that want came from!
Finally, I was tied sitting on the larger kneeling bench and, after a hood and gag were applied and a black bag added for good measure, Mistress Claire made me orgasm as I slowly used the air up; I was released to clean the mess I’d made on the dungeon floor up and we had to start thinking about getting ready to head home. I’d like to thank the wonderful Mistress Claire – the more observant readers will have noted that I’m calling her Mistress in this report rather than Ma’am, that’s because I was actually brave enough to ask for that change – and of course my Beloved. Thanks also to Miss Kate and Audrey Anne along with everybody else at Quest for another great day.