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Posted by Switchy_arry
on Sun 11 Nov 07, 11:14 PM to Switchy_arry's blog.
Life in Britain 2007 is not, it has to be said, a barrel of laughs. Stress and insecurity pervade the land, and the signs of irreversible national decline are all around. The TV news is a litany of doom, the weather a jumbled mess, politicians are becoming even more two-faced and corrupt, and what's worse, you can't buy pints of milk anymore in Jack Fulton's, you have to get a sodding litre. It's all too much. Why not go to Flamborough Head, throw your bloody self off and find the consummation devoutly to be wished?
A pretty good reason not to precipitate oneself down the chalkface just yet is offered by the wonderful "Domme-aine" Femdomme Nights run by the throbbing Sweetiejar at that magical rabbit hole near Huddersfield that its regulars know as Nemesis. A great night for a fairly seasoned bdsm slut like myself, but, more importantly, a lot of thought and effort has gone into making the night the best possible introduction for those new subs who are taking their first steps towards converting fantasy into reality. Sweetie and her House Dommes are very skilled at putting people at their ease, and during the evening people who were at first nervous were able to relax and enjoy some great play later on. People sit and chat in the chill-out bar area, from where you can get a good view of nearly all the play on the floor, meet and get introduced to other subs and Dommes, have a natter in a friendly non-pressured atmosphere, and then go on to play. Go with the flow, enjoy the social element of the evening as well as the wonderful skills on display, and you can't fail to have a great night.
My first play was with Hunny_Beez, one of the first people I ever played with at Nemesis. To my shame I must admit I have a tendency to be a bit of a bratty tart with Hun, although the clover clamps she attached to my nipples soon put me in a more serious frame of mind - well, as serious as you can manage when you've kept your flat cap on as well as your thong. She expertly landed a volley of implements on my arse, which by now had stopped bobbing up and down to the music. Despite her lovely exterior and newbie-soothing personality, she's a demon with the cane and had a particularly evil grin on her face when slowly pulling off those clover clamps!
My next play was with a lady I had often heard about but never met in the flesh before. I asked Violently for the privelege of a play, and after a short talk about limits and experience, she led me under the winch and proceeded to put me in mind-blowing jute rope bondage. My arms were held tight at my sides, my upper body gripped in a relentless lattice-work of rope. The bondage was constricting and quite severe, yet the pressure was uniform and not at all discomforting. I realised I was in the hands of an artist. The final touches came when she used the winch, raising the ropework up without suspending me, so that I could lean back and enjoy the feeling of being utterly bound and helpless. She began gently with a feathery wand, and then gradually moved to more sever implements - kebab sticks I think, something quite stingy, and then a whip which I realized was a singletail, an implement I had formerly been a little scared of. Well, I was going to get it now, and I was amazed by how much I loved the sensations it gave - ultra-sharp, white pain in very intense burns. I began to sway in my bondage with my mouth hanging open in ecstacy, I imagine the expression on my face must have been like Bernini's St Theresa being pierced by the angel. Violently now came round to my front and began striking at my chest, rotating her wrists Ninja-fashion, and moving with incredible stealth and grace - varying the intensity but striking with amazing accuracy, leaving this trophy tart with marks across my upper body unlike any others! As a fitting end to the scene, V lived up to her eponymous adverb by belabouring my arse with some monumental strokes. Then I was finally released, floating off in sub-space and feeling intense gratitude to this amazing lady! I'd love to give her a foot massage one of these days....
After chillin for a while, I was able to try the violet wand for the first time. Even though wielded by the exquisite and elfin Jenis, its fizzing torment of hundreds of notional needles being pushed into the skin proved too much for me, although some folk love it (and you can imagine where she directed the current). I must have a poor resistence to electricity, despite enjoying some play with a box last year. Still, my reactions to the wand provided good entertainment for at least one Twisted onlooker, and I was able to redeem myself for my wimpishness with the wand later in the evening when Jen gave me a hard caning.
I was very happy to finally get to play with Blonde, who does so much to run the venue. Seeing the state of my arse, which was now in a semi Ribina pudding state, she wisely decided to subject me to some fire & ice play instead of the cane strokes she's famed for. I adore wax play, and drifted off into subbie wonderland again, being ordered at the end to clear up all the wax bits with the bucket and brush and wiping the kit down.
So, a great night. I'd have liked to have played with the lovely MLeigh, though she was very busy (despite the odd 5 mins here and there, these Ladies hardly ever stopped, a tribute to their stamina) and did manage to have a chat to this lovely Scottish lady before the end of the night. Kira Quest looked utterly invincible in a fiery latex top, though alas, we never got to play. Twisted_Mistress was also much in demand, having come in a unique fetish geisha guise, giving off an air of thrilling stylish menace which the turqoise Chinese finger guards on her right hand did nothing to assuage.
In short, an utterly fabulous night. If you have any doubts or nerves, get over them now, don't go anywhere near Flamborough Head and take the car (or the Penistone Line) to Nem when Sweetiejar and her crew put a Dommaine night on! May the next one be soon!
stripy arry
Edited Fri 16 Nov 07, 9:26 PM by Switchy_arry
| 12 Nov 07, 7:41 PM Sweetiejar UK(S), 11 yrs  |
So glad you enjoyed it....have to say a man in a thong and a flat cap isnt the norm but pix says you look good in a flat cap! Sweetiejar | |||
| 12 Nov 07, 8:07 PM caprycorn 8 yrs |
I was seriously impressed that the cap never left his head, even when Hunny was at work! It sure did add a certain je ne sais quois....
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| 12 Nov 07, 8:14 PM hunny_Beez 8 yrs |
When arry asked if it was ok to leave his cap on during play my little mind went..."oh yes" and I told him I did not mind either way. Now my idea was during play to get fed up looking at it and take it off his head and stuff it into his thong. With appropriate comments about him needing padding. However I forgot. He did have a hole in his thong though. great night and its always fun to play with arry. hunnyB
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| 12 Nov 07, 10:01 PM Switchy_arry UK(WF), 11 yrs |
In that case, it would have been a handycap. <<falls about laughing at own crap joke>>
Always a delight to be Hunnified (and Mollified) O gorgeous one...
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| 12 Nov 07, 10:10 PM Switchy_arry UK(WF), 11 yrs |
It keeps the bald patch nice & warm.... Edited 12 Nov 07, 10:12 PM by Switchy_arry |
