So I finally got my chance to go to a dungeon and participate in a scene with a REAL Dom. Not some wannabe or poser but an experienced, highly educated, Dominant man. Someone who understands the importance of communication and the protocols involved.I won’t go into all the details of the preparations before with Him as that is not the point of this writing but let me just state that He was quite thorough. So, when the time came I felt ready and safe to go forward with this experience.
Now the dungeon in question was 1763 in Atlanta. It was my first time there and quite packed with people. After He took me on a tour of the place we sat down and watched the crowd of onlookers milling about chatting and taking up space. It was Interesting to see folks there for the “party” but not really for the “play”. My first impression was that although the space was not as big as I anticipated it did have some intriguing equipment. It took a bit for the crowd to thin out so that we could roam around again looking for play space.
Eventually we headed to the bathroom and I was instructed to remove my bra. I was wearing an open chested waist trainer and vinyl mini skirt with no panties. I walked around the rest of the night with my breasts exposed. It was quite freeing. At some point He had me put on a collar with a leash and He led me around the dungeon. I felt a slight shiver go down my spine. I remember things got a bit surreal after that.
Here I was walking around half naked with this hot Dominant man in front of me. I found it hard not to just stare at His muscular bare back, His sexy backside and strong legs in tight jeans. Quite the eye candy. I was already getting excited in anticipation of what would come. I was going into another world. I felt very much present and in my body, which normally is hard for me to do, but also I was starting to go deep into some other place I was not familiar with. I felt like the line between reality and fantasy was starting to blur for me. It was only going to get worse as He had found a spanking bench for me to lay on. I remember Him asking me what I wanted Him to use as a spanking tool. At least I think so. LOL I know He used a flogger and a riding crop. I remember feeling Him pull up my skirt exposing my white cheeks to everyone in the room. I felt Him run his hand across my bare bottom. As I felt the first series of blows I remember crying out in pain but also feeling pleasure all the while gripping the bench like a life preserver. He would stop periodically to check on me and see if I was OK.
It was quite painful and yet I did not want to ask Him to stop. I so wanted to please Him. At some point I remember saying “Yes Sir may I have another?”. Deeper I went into the rabbit hole and more blurred became the lines. I know at various points He would lean over and look me in the eyes and ask how I was doing. He was always sure to look me right in the eyes and make sure I was really seeing and hearing Him.
In between a series of blows He would use His firm, warm hands to rub my ass cheeks. It was so warm and comforting and soothing. I felt so much caring and concern from Him. Eventually I felt my eyes well up with tears. It was an experience I have never had before with anyone. I became overwhelmed with emotions and in my head I heard myself say “This is it… This is where I am supposed to be. I am home”. I think when it was all over, He reached in between my legs and told me I was wet. All I could think was WOW, WTF just happened?
After water and a break, He was on the hunt for a room for us to play in. There were still several folks taking up space. He led me to one room and put the kneeling pad He bought for me in a corner and ordered me to kneel in front of Him. He had me unbuckle his belt and unzip His pants. He ordered me to take out His hard, black cock and suck it. I was eager to do so. It tasted amazing. He had me alternate between sucking just the delicious head and forcing His whole cock deep inside my mouth touching the back of my throat. He has been training me to get past my instinct to use my teeth and just allow His cock to fill my mouth and throat without resistance. I choked on it and a good amount of spit came out with his cock. I remember Him grabbing my head and hair and forcing His cock back into my throat and I found myself solely focused on swallowing all of Him without hesitation. Still working on that but much progress was made. He also had me take His balls inside my mouth and suck on them.
All during this He was sure to tell me what a good girl I was and how well I was doing. I really did not want to stop. I found pleasing Him was so satisfying and comforting at the same time. I never imagined that I would feel like that sucking cock, but I did. By the time He was ready for us to leave that room I was even more aroused and wet. I felt like I was slowly falling farther down into the unknown. My memory of this time is a bit foggy as He led me around by the leash......
Soon He found another room for us this time with a bench that looked custom made for hard fucking. He laid my knee pad behind the bench and ordered me on my knees in front of him. Round 2 of cock sucking began. Like before He had me alternating between sucking the head and swallowing his hard cock whole.
Eventually He had me bend over and lay face down across the bench while He slid his hard cock into my wet pussy pounding me so hard and so deep until my feet were off the ground. I am short but I also think I was trying to escape. It hurt but felt so good at the same time. I was holding on to the bench for dear life and crying out with both pain and pleasure. A few times He grabbed the hair on the back of my head pulling my face up from the bench. I remember getting so excited that I had to hurry and ask Him permission to cum a few times. I know I squirted all over His cock a few times as well.
Once I had to go to the bathroom for a break and my juices were running out of my pussy and down my legs. He had us alternate between the fucking bench and the knee pad. In between He was sure to stop and check in with me and have me walk around to catch my breath and get water. He also was quick to give me praise for being a good girl. There was a time when He stopped fucking me and came around to my face and ordered me to suck my juices off of his cock. Then He leaned down and gave me a delicious, wet kiss.
At some point He had me set my breasts on top of the bench and He used a riding crop on them. In between all of this I remember Him standing in front of me and sucking hard on my nipples, at least I think that happened, but It all started to become a whirl of sensations and emotions. He was careful to watch my reactions and body language and knew when it was time to stop everything for the night.
When He ended that last scene, He ordered me to get off the bench and to stick my finger into my pussy then put my finger into His mouth. It was so hot feeling His mouth and tongue suck the juices from my finger. Mmmmmmm Then I remember Him saying that was enough for tonight and I got to work cleaning up the bench. He gathered our stuff and we headed out.
The funny thing is I was so focused on doing as He asked during the whole scene, I was not aware we had gathered an audience. There was one man in the room standing to the side and watching. He stayed the whole time. I remember vaguely seeing him as I walked out for a break. There were others who stopped by and peeked inside the door to watch also. Apparently still others followed me back from my breaks to see what was going on. I was so into the moment and wanting to please Him that everything and everyone was of no concern to me.
Afterwards on the way home we spoke about what happened and He was able to help me understand some of my emotions and reactions. He continues to help me process the emotions and with learning about how it has affected me. He encourages me to speak about it with Him and write about as I am now. I am still very new and a work in progress. I count myself quite lucky to have the opportunity to play with Him and hopefully have Him as a guide going forward on my journey. I am looking forward to learning more about Him, myself and D/s dynamic.