The Pink & Perverted Party

This is an account of the second party that I attended. Again, I hope you like.

So after having a fantastic time at my very first play party, hosted by Mistress B's, in mid May, it was amazing how quickly the second one came round a month later. Whilst I only dabbled at the first party, it was certainly enough to whet the appetite.

I remained in regular contact with Mistress B and was delighted once I heard about the new party, again during the day. The major change was the venue. The first one, was a house with a series of play rooms, this one was a purpose built BDSM party in East London.

This party was themed “Pink and Perverted” and every attendee was ordered to wear something pink. As instructed by Mistress B, my pink item was a pair of knickers from M&S! I can't say it would be my normal choice, but instructions are there to be obeyed, and conform to them I did. On top of that clear instruction I was given one further condition: that I should not masturbate a full week prior to the party. A very unfamiliar situation and I certainly struggled with that one.

With the first task complete a day before hand, where I sheepishly bought the pink knickers and the second one, where I showed a remarkable amount of restrain, I made my way to the venue. It has to be said, that pros for the move to this venue are numerous and cons, pretty much non-existent. The new venue was superior all round.

I arrived nice and early to be greeted by Mistress B’s cheery smile and also that of Miss L. It was good to see them once again, both dressed enticingly dominant and after numerous online chats. I was introduced to a couple of people that I hadn't met before and once again the atmosphere was immediately relaxed. Mistress B made this a smaller event, inviting, in all, 4 Dommes and 7 subs.

While Mistress B welcomed guests, Miss L and her friend, who appeared to have enough rope to climb Mount Everest, demonstrated some basic rope bondage techniques. I followed Miss L from the lobby area, and the Bondage Rope Specialist, to the main room – which contained a bar and a dance floor area. No one else was in this room. Miss L ordered me to strip to my panties, to prove I was wearing them and as you can imagine was beyond mortifying; luckily the room wasn’t cold. The Bondage Rope Specialist used me as the initial guinea pig, showing her how to bind my wrists in front of me and behind my back. It took a couple of attempts, but Miss L soon had it down to a fine art and my hands were very restrained.

Overjoyed with her handy work she led me back to the lobby and showed off her work to Mistress B and the now arriving guests. Mistress B was thrilled to see me follow her order by wearing the panties and made some very teasing comments about me to Miss L. Miss L led me back to the main room, where everyone followed us. The main room and lobby where separated with a long passageway, with three large play rooms off of the corridor.

Miss L, keen to learn more advanced techniques on another sub, got the Bondage Rope Specialist to carry on the tutorial. By this stage Mistress B had joined the show and took me, along with one other sub, to one of the large rooms which had a St Andrews Cross on opposite walls. The second sub was made to strip and tied to one cross blindfolded. I was ordered over a spanking bench, which was in the middle of the room, where Mistress B warmed up with some hand spanking with my panties now around my ankles. Mistress B then stepped it up a gear with a range of items which soon had my bum glowing and stinging (nicely though!). This was then followed by ice all over my back and bum – which was nice and cooling! Mistress B teased my naked body with her nails. With the door to this room wide open, purposely, other guests popped in and out to watch my treatment.

I was then lead to the other cross on the other side of the room, directly opposite the cross. Where the other sub was blind folded, I wasn’t. Mistress B made me step out of the panties and attached me to it stark naked. Since this cross was right next to the door to this room, even if guests didn’t pop in, they couldn’t fail to see me. Walking around naked in the gym or the football showers is one thing, being naked like this was quiet another. The fact that I was visibly aroused did nothing to ease my discomfort (which I secretly, or not so secretly loved!). If I wasn’t amused by my humiliating predicament, then Mistress B certainly was! She tweaked my nipples, raked her nails over me, squeezed my cock and balls and made numerous derogatory comments about my “dinkle”. Being securely held on the cross, there was little I could do buy just take it.

A pack of brand new pegs were opened and a load of them were attached to my nipples, cock and balls. They really pinched on my nipples but no matter my complaints, Mistress B simply laughed and told me to stop whinging. Miss L entered the room and laughed out loud at my nakedness. Together they discussed what they ought to do to me, my shortcomings and all the way through flicking the pegs. That really hurt. Again I was thoroughly abused (verbally and physically), toyed with, tormented and teased whilst I stood there completely at Mistress B's mercy and with the able help of Miss L. A variety of items were used on me, which provided numerous different sensations on my naked body. But the coup de grace then came out: The soft alloy wheel cleaner (google image it!). Once again it was brought out and attached to a part of my body that was more than visibly excited. Boy does it tickle. One might have said I was “drippingly excited” (Drippingly is a made up word, but very apt! He he) and Miss L put a cup below me to catch my dribble.

I must've been very obedient and well behaved, as the tormenting of my cock didn't relent. By this stage I wasn't far from ending my week of pent up frustration and Mistress B made me peg for a release. I was dying to cum and Mistress B let me - I had a very powerful orgasm into the cup that she held.

Mistress B rounded off my humiliating predicament, by dismounting me from the cross and then leading me around the venue, shuffling along behind her, with my panties around my ankles and my wilting cock on show.

Much much much more took place after that, not all of which involved me, but clearly fun was had by all. The ladies took a special shine on one sub who they christened Shergar! I drove home on a high after having another wonderful time at a Mistress B Party. A big big thank you to Mistress B.

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