The fourth Thursday in June saw my Beloved, myself and our toy bag made our way across Leeds once more. I’d been hoping to wear a new uniform that had been ordered a few weeks earlier, but that appears to have been “misplaced” in transit; instead I ended up dressing as a nurse which turned out to be a sensible choice considering the warm weather even if the corset I had on underneath didn’t help. The dungeon at Quest can get quite warm in the summer months and Mistress Claire was wearing a lovely, summery dress.
To begin with, my arms were bound behind me and my legs tied back and apart on the large kneeling bench. Miss Kate arrived at the dungeon around this time wanting a couple of pictures for her profile, so my services were volunteered; I was also wearing a hood and ring gag so, after using a couple of toys on me, Miss Kate amused herself by tilting my head back and trying to balance a flogger by inserting the handle into my mouth – that was a little difficult since I had to keep very still with my head back about as far as it would go!
Mistress wanted to get a little caning practise in so I spent a while stood facing the cross but without restraints whilst she did so. I was soon tied to the cross however, with my back to it and wearing my hood and ring gag; whilst unable to move another girl who had arrived after I’d been bound was ordered to go down on me. Apart from a pause during which some of my more sensitive parts were tied and then secured to my collar, Mistress took various implements to the girl’s behind as she bent over and essentially left the majority of her lipstick on my most intimate areas!
After being released from this pleasurable position on the cross my arms were securely harnessed with red rope – including a couple of lengths between my legs – and Mistress had me sit on the dungeon floor whilst she sat near me on the kneeling bench and teased me with her foot. I don’t have a foot fetish but could see myself developing one! Mistress Claire’s chain was then attached and I was led around some of the club including the wet area where the sauna and Jacuzzi are before we returned to the dungeon where I was gagged and the chain attached to the scaffolding. More rope was added and I was taken for another walk still wearing the gag. This bondage was removed around the time that lunch was laid out.
It’s been quite a while since I’ve played with Brian, we’ve known each other for several years through Quest and he’s one of only two men I trust enough to tie me up. So I ended up facing the cross for the second time that day but this time bound to it for a flogging that was more relaxing than painful. Once Brian untied me I was given some time to recover before Mistress Claire wanted to tie my arms behind me and apply my gag; she then decided to take a rest once I was bound and, because I wanted to sit on the floor next to her again, I made her jump by dropping sideways unexpectedly so she thought that I’d fallen!
Miss Kate rather enjoys trying to get me into trouble so, whilst i was sat there and helpless, claimed that I’d said all manner of naughty things (whilst I was actually gagged) before spending some time slapping my thighs as a punishment. She asked me afterwards if I’d enjoyed it… that’s a complicated question to answer when you can’t do much more than nod or shake your head. Yes I had enjoyed it because I’d pleased the person dominating me in the same way I suffer for Mistress Claire to make her happy.
Speaking of which, after I was released It was time for me to be disciplined. Since my pain threshold seemed to be significantly lower than usual – I’d struggled to take the slaps to my thighs more than I’d usually expect, everything just seemed to hurt more but I have no idea why – so i was quite frightened as, after I’d applied my hood and ring gag, Mistress strapped and tied me securely to the bench we’ve been using for this since it appeared a few months ago. I didn’t know how much I’d be able to take and, much as I tried to take it, that vicious metal rod got me again!
Finally, I was tied to the kneeling bench, still wearing both my hood and gag and with my ankles and wrists pulled back behind me so that I could be made to orgasm. Mistress had a plastic bag to go over my head as well which was this time fastened in place, greatly reducing how much air i could get. Another girl arrived in the dungeon around that time who entertained me for a little while by playing with me and pinching my nipples, before Mistress worked her magic and, because I’d rather sheepishly asked for it beforehand, once the bag was removed she also fed me some of the sticky mess I’d made on her fingers as the now returned girl went back to what she’d been doing… I’m not sure where the courage to ask came from, but the idea of having to “earn” the orgasm in such a way has recently become quite a turn on. Those thoughts might need a little more processing…!
Once I was released and completed the task of cleaning up the rest of my own mess from the floor, it was time to start packing our things away and going home. My thanks as always go to Mistress Claire, my Beloved, Brian and Miss Kate for what was a wonderful if often uncomfortable day and indeed my thanks to the two girls who pleasured me – I apologise for not knowing their names but in my defence I was bound, gagged and hooded at the time!