I decided that as I wasn’t away I would attend a fetish gathering with someone special to Me who would enjoy the taste of such excitement. I didn’t tell him what to expect just as always to prepare for the unexpected! He arrived on time and was greeted with a mind blowing statement ‘we are going out and you are driving slave’

He drove Me with care and devotion – just as I had assumed he would. Arriving at the venue he started to show some nerves but they evapourated as his collar was clipped into place.

The dungeon was empty so I took advantage and had the slave strip ready for play. It was fun, he was hooded, gagged at times, endured CBT over an hour, spanking, torment, teasing and nipple play all as other people watched. Whether he knew how many people passed through the chamber I do not know. I imagine keeping himself from falling out of the suspended sling would be high on his list of thoughts!!!!

Another hour soon passed as we mingled with other guests whilst he crouched at My feet with a metal chain attached to his collar proclaiming his position within My life. I caught up on some gossip and chatted with old friends in a relaxing way.

I had already summoned a 2nd slave to the location via sat nav directions and as the dungeon was packed by that time we went to one of the chill rooms to play. The round room. Both boys were hooded, deprived of senses and tied with rope as I explored them inturn and in unison. Using the violet wand to its full effect neither knew whos turn would be next or what to anticipate.

It was a powerful and heady mix to see 2 of My boys, helpless as babies but completely controlled by Me, laying side by side on their journey that day, open to any suggestion and neither having the faintest idea what may beset them next. Pure bliss for Me.