Mika's Musings

Give me one more kiss before I put on my makeup"
Mistress leaned over from the driver's seat and puckered her lips. I leaned in and met her full lips with my own. Our tongued swirled in each other's mouths as we kissed passionately. My hand instinctively reached up and cradled her head, pulling her closer as we kissed deeper. I sat back in my seat with a huge smile on my face as Mistress reached in her bag and applied lipstick. She looked at herself in the visor mirror and, satisfied with her work, put her makeup away and stepped out of the car. I admired her outfit as she came around to the truck--a flowy black dress and knee-high black boots that accentuated her long legs. The leash around my neck clinked as I stepped out of the car and closed the door behind me.  We walked through the dimly lit parking lot together and queued up in the line to enter the venue. Waiting to enter the establishment were kinksters of all shapes and sizes clad in outfits of leather, fishnet, and mesh. Mistress complimented the tight leather pants of the two women in front of us. As we approached the entrance, we readied our vaccination proof and IDs. With our documents approved, we stepped inside the Sanctuary lobby which was a warmly-lit quaint little space with framed erotica on the walls. Mistress pointed out a black & white photograph of a model with ribbon laced down her back through her skin. She expressed that she wasn't into THAT fetish as we approached the counter. Mistress gave her name at the front desk and we were allowed inside the venue floor.
The inside of the club was dark and lit by various spotlights. Partygoers stood around mingling and indistinct chatter filled the room. We were given raffle tickets for arriving early and bringing snacks to share. Mistress found a nice spot for us to sit. She led the way, her crimson locks a vision of red among crowd. I sat down next to her we surveyed the scene. She mentioned that her friends from a poly group were going to be attending and to be on the lookout for them. She seemed to have spotted them and went over to say hello. Mistress brought them back to our seats and introduced me to them. They began catching up and Mistress reached into her purse, surely full of all kinds of toys, and pulled out a leash which she promptly attached to my collar. She gave it a tug, and to my surprise, the chain shrunk around my neck. Her friends gasped and burst out in laughter.
"Ooh, I didn't know that was a choke chain!" Sarah exclaimed. Mistress reached over and adjusted the collar so it wouldn't restrict my breathing. She held the other end of the leash in her hand. I was completely under Mistress's control and would follow close behind her throughout the night. The thought of other people seeing her ownership over me was exciting. I waited patiently, seated next to Mistress for the party announcements to begin so we could go out and play. A short time later, a woman stood up on the stage holding a microphone and began introducing the event and the DMs. She went over the rules of Sanctuary and the different tasting booths. My heart raced as she went over  the kinks available for guests to try out. The thought of being able to experience them with Mistress excited me.
After the announcements concluded, we clapped for the presenters and applause filled the room.
"What are you most interested in, Alex?" Mistress turned to me and asked.
"I think the rope." I answered coyly. We weaved our way through throngs of people toward the rope station. We lingered at the door for a second and saw riggers and guests sitting down on padded mats with rope everywhere. Some were being tied by the experts while others were being taught how to. We moved toward the center of the room and stood by to wait for a spot. To our immediate right was a young lady laughing and crying out as a man wrapped rope around her foot and calf. This was the surprise tasting booth called "sadistic rope." The man question the woman about her pain level and if she would like to continue.
"Do you wanna try that?" Mistress asked and gestured in their direction.
"I don't think so "
"Well, I will." Mistress boldly announced. After the woman tapped out, she approached rigger and expressed her interest in becoming his next subject. She pulled off her thigh-high black boots, revealing her perfect pedicured feet and sat down on the mat, extending her long right leg toward the rigger. He recited some general safety information and began tightly wrapping her lower leg. The rope was pulled taut at all times as he worked it around and around. Mistress would wince occasionally but kept her composure. She was a real pro. With the rope cinched up to her knee, the rigger asked if she was up for flexing her leg which would case the tie to tighten even more. She was game and he gingerly tucked her leg in closer while she grimaced through the pain. He then challenged get to stand up and put weight on the leg and Mistress did not hesitate. Having passed the test, she sat back down and he removed the rope, revealing marks from where the rope dug into her skin. She wore these as a badge of honor and requested her sandals so she could show them off.
"Can you get my sandals? They're in my bag. I'll look for a spot for you." She instructed.
I headed back toward the sofa where we were sitting, my leash in my hand. Sarah and Chris were still sitting there next to our stuff.
"Mistress needs her sandals" I told them and Chris reached in and pulled them out for me. "Thank you." I turned back and squeezed through the crowds back into the rope room. Mistress was at the opposite end of the room now standing next to some different riggers. One of them was just finishing up untying a guest who then walked off.
"Who's next?" He asked. Mistress gestured toward me and I took off my shoes. My heart almost beat out of my chest as this would be the first time I was tied by an expert. He introduced himself and went over the general safety information. He instructed me to put my arms straight out in front of me and hold them as close together as I can. He then began deftly manipulating the rope beginning with a knot around my wrist to anchor the tie. He made sure to move it above my joint to avoid any nerve compression. Before I knew it, my arms were bound together and immobile. A length of rope remained as a sort of lead. Mistress teased that she could take me around like that. He announced he was done with the tie and that he could add on to it if I wanted. I hesitated for a moment, but Mistress stepped in to say,
"Yeah let's add more." He readied another length of rope and began tying my legs together. Soon, all of my limbs were restrained. I stretched out to test the rope which held me firmly in place. I basked in the feel of the right rope hugging my body before I was finally untied. We thanked the rigger and I put my shoes back on and Mistress led me back out holding my leash. Mistress had purchased more raffle tickets so we went back to our seats and waited for the draw. There was a vendor next to our couch so Mistress led the way and we admired his wares. There were various leather crops and paddles. Mistress tested a few on my open palm so I could feel the sting. Laid out on the table there was a large stainless steel contraption with a large ball at the end.
"Do you know what this is?" Mistress tested me.
"No, Mistress"
"This is an anal hook. It goes up your butt and then this end can be tied to something else." I had never seen such a device and it's use surprised me. I think it would make an interesting addition to a scene.
When we got back to the sofa, our hostess took the stage with a large bowl and announced that the raffle was about to begin. I was in charge of what must've been 100 tickets that Mistress bought. I sequenced the numbers and knew the range we could win between. The first prize to be given was a leather collar. The number was drawn but it was not a ticket we held. The next prize was a leather riding crop.
"I don't really like those" Mistress commented as the hostess held up the prize for everyone to see. The number was called and I knew instantly that it was in our tickets. Mistress raised her hand, shouted, held up the winning ticket. She told me to go up and fetch the prize. I wove through the crowd and stepped up toward the stage to receive the crop. I brought it back and handed it to Mistress. I chuckled at the irony of winning the prize she liked the least. Next up was the grand prize: 2 VIP tickets to DomCon LA. "Cross your fingers, Alex." We held our breath as the number was read off. I knew instantly that we held the winning ticket.
"We have it" I informed Mistress. She shouted with joy and jumped up and down holding the ticket. She ran up toward the stage and picked up the gift certificate. Applause filled the room and Mistress triumphantly returned with the tickets in tow. She high fived everyone and gave me a big hug.
"Come on, we have to go celebrate!" Mistress exclaimed. We all headed to one of the impact play rooms. Mistress brought her large purse and Chris took his duffel bag. We set up shop near a spanking bench and cage. Sarah and Chris prepared for a scene. She was cuffed facing a wall with only panties on. Chris began skillfully flogging her with perfect form. Mistress had expressed her interest in Sarah earlier so it was no surprise she got a turn at using her skills on the willing sub. Seeing my Mistress in action for the first time was exciting. She handed the flogger back to Chris and turned to me.
"Let's get you on this bench, Alex." My pulse quickened and I began taking off my shoes and pants. I mounted the spanking bench and leaned over it, leaving my butt exposed. Mistress took out her custom-made deerskin flogger and began using it on me. She started gently at first, but soon picked up the pace. I became more excited with every impact of the soft tails on my ass. Mistress came around to the front of the bench every few minutes to check on me.
"Everything okay?"
"Yes, Mistress" I answered. I was more than okay. I was loving every second of it.
"Is it okay if Annie gives it a shot?" She asked.
"Sure!" I replied eagerly. The thought of Mistress letting her friends use me was exciting and I had never experienced something like that before. I could hear Annie giddily swinging the flogger. She laughed with excitement as the flogger hit me.
"How are you holding up?"
"Good Mistress."
"How's the pain from 1 to 10?"
"Like a 6 or 7"
"Really? Impressive."
Mistress then used the paddle on me. The stinging was a different sensation than the thuddy blows of the flogger.
"How's that?"
"Hmm like an 8"
"You're making me very proud, Alex. Your bum is a nice shade of red."
She let me know that we were done and I put my shoes and pants back on, feeling fulfilled. Annie thanked me for letting her try her hand at flogging for the first time.
"I'll never forget you!" She confessed cheerily.
I felt my butt was warm from the play and tender from the impacts. I would never forget that night either, especially since it was the first time I got to play with Mistress.