Sex 2.0- the juicy stuff
April 21, 2008
After the conference Ellie, Jay, and I went back to the hotel to regroup and then had some supper at Souplantation and Sweet Tomatoes, a cute little salad bar type place. Then we went back to the hotel and changed into our clothes for the evening. We picked up Mistress Maeve and headed back to 1763. Walking into the dungeon at night was a totally different experience from the conference with women dancing topless and people dressed up in kinky corsets and sexy shoes.
Before getting to the dungeon I had expressed to Ellie and Jay that I was interested in being tied up and hit to see what it was like. I have written about being a top for so long but I have never experienced anything from the perspective of the bottom. Even in my vanilla life I am normally the one in charge. Yes, I wanted to let go of control and see what came of it.
We walked around the dungeon and found our way to an empty room equipped with a bed and a few chairs. Jay and Ellie whipped out the bed restraints and told me to lie down on my stomach spread eagle. I did as I was told and was promptly tied at the wrists and ankles. Ellie slipped a blindfold over my eyes and leaned in close to my ear. We had a quick conversation about limits and safe words, which she delivered in an amazingly sexy voice that calmed my baby-kink nerves and the scene began. She began by lifting my short skirt up over my ass and stroking my legs with the riding crop. Suddenly the sting of the crop came, and I got my first taste as a bottom. Ellie alternated the stroking with the slaps and I squirmed and flinched as she brought the crop down onto my skin. I heard her tell Jay to tighten the restraints and my heart raced. A few more swats later and I’d had my fill. I called red and the scene ended. Ellie untied me and told me what a good job I had done. My ass was warm from the lashings she’d laid upon me.
A few minutes later and I got to meet Match. He was prancing around in purple frilly panties and a frilly black skirt he’d just bought at the shop in the dungeon, the scars on his back and sides displayed beautifully. I wanted to reach out and stroke them but seeing as I’d just met this man I felt like it may not be the most socially appropriate move. We all walked around, exploring the other rooms and the various pieces of equipment.
As the night progressed one of the hosts of the party came around and requested ladies to compete in the breast contest happening that night. I asked what the prize was and was told it was monetary so I decided to compete and urged Ellie to as well. Soon a woman came in and asked if anyone was willing to wear nipple clamps during the contest and seeing as I had already dived in to the kink world head first I volunteered. She brought in two clothespins covered in red wax and I pulled my breasts out of my top. Now, I have pretty large tits for my size, but my nipples are not really made for clamps. The woman tried to get them ready for the clamps by sucking on my nipples to try and get them hard. She didn’t have much luck getting the wax-covered clothespins to stay on my slippery saliva covered nipples. Luckily, Minx was there to help. This woman KNOWS how to put on nipple clamps.
Once they were on and secure I was able to walk around and get used to the sensation. The pain was not as bad as I suspected it but everyone, including Sub Nouveau kept telling me that they would hurt once they came off. Soon we were called to the stage and the contest began. Now, I don’t know what I had expected of this contest but they put on music once we all got on the stage and told us to dance. The music lasted forever. The other ladies were grabbing and jostling their tits and dancing but I was so close to the edge of the stage that I didn’t do a whole lot. I thought I was going to fall off the stage and me and heights don’t exactly get along. The song came to an end and Ellie and two other women made it into the second round. They got to compete in a dance off. The two other women danced with each other and began making out and Ellie was all alone on her side of the stage, twittering away.
After I was dismissed, I joined Match, Maeve, and Jay on the floor of the dungeon. I asked Maeve to help me take the clamps off my nipples. She told me to look into her eyes and that she was going to take them off one at a time to lessen the pain. I braced myself as she took the first one off but instead of the intense pain that I had been imagining all night I felt a flutter of pleasure down my spine around to my clit. She massaged my breast for a moment before removing the other clamp. Again my nipples and clit jumped with excitement. There was not much time to enjoy the sensations before we had to cheer for Ellie to win the breast contest. Ellie won, of course, because she has fantastic tits.
Ellie, Jay, and I left and took Maeve and Ren back to the hotel were we hung out for a little while. I was famished so we left the hotel and made a stop at Taco Bell before heading to the Clermont Lounge. There we met up with Match, Kimberlee Cline, Melissa Gira, Furry Girl, Tara, and Viviane. After a little bit of dancing and conversation it was closing time and we decided to continue the party in Match’s hotel room.
We ate a large spread of vegan Chinese food and talked a little while before the rope came out. I have been interested in doing some tying and being tied up for quite some time since reading Monk’s blog but I wanted to play a little with rope before I invested in some for myself. Luckily, Viviane brought a 30 ft length of hemp rope from Venus Ropes. We pulled up Viviane’s website and found the video Monk and Delano made of a basic spreader bar tie and went to work. Viviane tied the spreader bar on me first and then Ellie had her shot at Viviane. While Ellie was tying Viviane I flipped through Shibari You Can Use and decided I wanted to try my attempt at a crotch rope. First though, Viviane tied one on me. While I was bound she grabbed Match’s Hitachi and I can say one thing for sure, hemp rope transmits vibrations VERY WELL!! I was untied and then got to have my revenge on Viviane and afterwards did the same to Ellie. The night consisted mostly of talking, a little flirting, and a lot of man junk in panties.
We got back to our hotel around 6:30 am and had about 4 hours of sleep before heading off to a fantastic breakfast at The Flying Biscuit and then headed on over to Sweet Pockets for some cupcake bingo.
It was an amazing weekend and I am sure I forgot lots. I am still in the post Sex 2.0 high and can’t wait for next year. In other news I did purchase my first rope kit.
*Pics swiped from Ellie, Viviane, and Match’s flickr accounts.





April 21, 2008 at 4:19 am
A nice rope photo from that night: http://tinyurl.com/42xaa6
April 21, 2008 at 4:36 am
Yeah, her tits are fantastic. Thanks for noticing
That was such a fun night, we need to have another cuddle/fetish party soon!
April 21, 2008 at 11:23 am
Attempting to close your extraneous italics tag here.
I have to head to work, so I will come back and read your sexy post later. I am so tempted to just sit here and read it now!
April 21, 2008 at 11:23 am
Okay, so closing the italics didn’t work.
April 21, 2008 at 1:19 pm
Haha thanks Amber. I fixed it. I was exhausted when I posted this.
April 21, 2008 at 2:45 pm
A great write-up. Now I don’t feel like I have to write anything *grins*
April 21, 2008 at 5:10 pm
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April 21, 2008 at 6:22 pm
ummm dude’s don’t “prance” they strut. Obviously unless they are wearing a see-through skirt and purple panties, then I guess, yes, they prance – but in a manly way
Oh, and I love it when people run their fingers down my scars. I wish you did!
April 21, 2008 at 6:22 pm
Absolutely fantastic account. I really wish I was there, I think I started writing and research two weeks to late, otherwise I would have made it. Thank you for great writing and the link Sakura!
Callie
April 21, 2008 at 10:12 pm
Match, you were prancing. But it was hot, trust me. And I did get to run my fingers over your scars later that night, if you recall.
April 21, 2008 at 10:31 pm
Personally, Match, I wish you had stuck w/ the jeans and T-shirt. That’s just me though. It doesn’t do a whole lot for me when guys wear skirts… I like ‘em rugged!
But this is a democracy and the people have spoken!
April 21, 2008 at 11:51 pm
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