I wore my long skirt with the split right up to the crotch. I decided to wear a G-string as I did not want anyone getting a free view of my cunt. I wore my favourite leather top, and my ankle PVC boots. Minimal make-up. I looked a vision. I knew it.
Michellee wore a lovely long dress, a light brown colour, with her favourite brown wig, and natural looking make up. The shoes she initially wore did not suit the dress so I suggested she wore another type I found in her massive wardrobe. She looked gorgeous.
The female kinkster wore a cute little black dress with flat black shoes. She looked cute and little. She could hardly contain her excitement.
sub Chad wore all black. He had his PVC shorts underneath his clothing and the hood in readiness.
Michellee drove my hire care. Being driven to an event is important. We arrived at Splinter.
WOW!!
A massive warehouse in the northern suburbs of Melbourne. Impressive!
We were the first to arrive, We entered, and there was all sorts of kink furniture to be utilised.
The venue was so big, it seemed empty. It was 7.40pm.
By 9.00pm it was full.
There was all sorts of play happening. Rope suspension of various young women by their older male dominants. Takedown play, flogging and florentine flogging...it was very exciting to watch others' perform, and let's be honest they were performing. There was numerous people spanking, medical play, caning, impact play with a baseball bat, a littles corner, lots of mingling amongst kinksters. It was awesome, folks. Everyone should visit this event at least once to experience being amongst genuine Kinksters who enjoy B.D.S.M.
I had Michellee spank the female kinkster. That went for half an hour. While that was happening, sub Chad and I mosied on over to watch some florentine flogging. It was pleasing to see I had a similar style. I was rapt.
I was greeted by a couple of kinksters who knew I was coming and they were so welcoming. Bless them.
It was sub Chad's turn to be paddled.
He lay over my knees on the comfortable couch, and I spanked him for 40 minutes. He was in heaven.
My arm did throb the next day. I really do need to spank more people to keep my arm strength fit and strong.
sub Chad almost fell asleep because of the hypnotic paddling so I beat him harder because it amused me to hear his pain. It was fabulous.
About 11pm, Michellee asked if I would spank her with her various implements. We moved to the other side of the room. She had paddles that were made out of the most amazing wood that I had never seen before. Some of them were heavier than others, the intricate workmanship on their creations was beautiful, and I knew, by the feel and look, they could do some damage. She was excited. I was cautious as I do not like playing with implements I am unfamiliar with, and the potential harm caused. That said, I am a smart Woman, and proceeded slowly.
Michellee was startled often with each impact but stayed strong. In between paddling, I caned her. It was fun. We had an audience. People were impressed that Michellee was playing in public as its unlike her. She said to kinksters afterwards, Ms Neta is someone I trust to look after me. The scene went for 30 minutes. By that stage, there was so much play going on around us, the music pumping, the energy explosive. It really was an incredible experience to be around so many likeminded. I was ecstatic.
I went back to our couch to wind down, to relax. I caressed sub Chad, patted the female kinkster who had delightful time running backwards and forwards to the Littles corner. Michellee socialised with numerous kinksters. It was a wonderful time.
The raffle was drawn at 12pm. I did not win the Kink package :(
We left about 12.15pm. I said goodbye to some of my Kinkster friends. I was zonked. We dropped sub Chad off. The three of us continued home.
We chatted for a little while but all of us were exhausted and each of us fell into our beds.
It was 1.30am. A wondrous night at Splinter. I recommend it to everyone. An impressive venue with awesome kinksters. And the crew who run it, amazing people.
I slept like the dead...until the birds woke me at 6am. sighs.
