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This is such an amazing group of ladies. I was made to feel really relaxed and welcome, my limits and choices respected all the way through, but also tested and pushed at the right times and in the right way. I had never come across a multi mistress strap on party before, as a strap on novice, only indulging a couple of times privately before.

I decided to take the plunge to be plunged for the 2pm strap on party at Easter. Contact over email was easy and replies quick. Message the night before with detailed instructions on how to get to do venue, were really well taught out and helpful, especially for someone not from London.

After a few minutes of us waiting in anticipation on what was about to happen to us, we were beckoned in and told to sit on the floor. We were asked a number of pertinent questions which made me more at ease on the professionality of it all.

The mistrssess then introduced themselves and I swear I heard them selecting their first victim amongst themselves. On the swing I got and I opted to start with a small strap on as I am a bum novice. By the way, all the goddesses have a vast selection of strap on to chose from, size colour and shape. You will have no concerns over hygiene — cleanliness, health and hygiene were expertly and swiftly administered with little fuss.

The goddesses made sure all their cocks were spotlessly clean after use. After following the introductory protocols which explained what was what to be expected for a newbie , I entered into a well laid out prepared room to find a group of stunning Goddess Dominas, exuding power, authority, vast intelligence, charisma and beauty.

After a friendly and professional introductory chat between all, asking all the right questions of those present — I had no doubts that I was in the hands of highly experienced expert elite dominas and I felt at ease, but also in excited anticipation of what was to come. As I am genderfluid, I attended the party en femme and cross dressed in lingerie — kind consideration was given to this by all.

What followed was hours of the most delectable and enjoyable strap on fun, each domina like a fine wine with their own techniques, approaches and styles, all perfect, all amazing — all of which had me wailing the place down in utter ecstasy as I came over and over again via being penetrated. I experienced the full range of sensations possible and probably a few new ones.

I was encouraged to feed back during play and communicate all the way through, so I felt relaxed and safe all times. They made me feel too like a slutty princess which was utterly perfect, encouraging me on too in various ways hehe , which I really really enjoyed. Whilst resting between plays, I enjoyed the voyeuristic aspect of the party too watching the guys getting nailed… A really great selection of toys too of all sizes and shapes to explore… A relaxed, fun and kind atmosphere…I went home a very happy Easter bunny!!!

I hope to return sometime. Why a party, not a session? That meant none of us were left out, or sat feeling bored at the back. As a virgin, I started small, but was carefully taken up the length and girth ladder over the course of the party.

A lot of what I wanted from the party was to understand how being fucked rather than fucking felt emotionally and mentally. What I loved was knowing I could trust the Dommes to look out for me even as I tried to hide my sense of shame at my own desperation with bravado, or later when my arousal and sheer physical pleasure left me babbling incoherently or hardly able to reply when asked simple questions.

A conversation would go something like this: Obvious when I put it like that, eh? Unfortunately the urge to wriggle and writhe is one I have not yet mastered, though I was getting a bit better after suffering the consequences of being a right squirmy little fuck.

The sensation itself was wonderful. These women really know how to fuck their men and can shift rhythm more skilfully than a prog rock drummer doing a 20 minute solo on bass and hi-hat. Again and again, I got completely lost in the sheer pleasure of being receptive, of being vulnerable and aroused and feeling overwhelmed by sensation and desire and pleasure and gratitude. I remember getting an erection as I suddenly understood what that strange warm wet feeling along my own ass-crack had been and what I must have looked like.

I remember my cock seeming to leak pre cum or spunk or piss or something and my only thought being please make me lick it up, whatever it is but not being in any state to ask because it just felt so good. Or you could say that my first domina party made me an eager, desperate little fuck-puppet. Oh god. Finally a word to other subs. I mean it. Social skills are like lube.

However that nervousness very quickly disappeared, and as I was put at ease I found myself able to enjoy a wonderful evening full of pleasures both physical and mental which took place in a welcoming, clean and above all safe environment.

After introductions we were each invited to talk a little about our backgrounds in kink, things we liked, and what our boundaries and limits were. These were listened to carefully by the Dominas and then respected by each of them throughout the evening. No attempt was made to persuade or urge anyone to do anything they were uncomfortable with. There was never any pressure. The mood and atmosphere from start to finish was friendly, chilled, mellow, and often humorous. But within this I was able to enjoy some quite intense experiences.

This difficult but necessary balance between fun and intensity seemed to be quite effortlessly achieved. The Dominas themselves worked very well both as a team and as individuals. I only hope that I was able to provide you all with some of the pleasures you gave to me. I thoroughly enjoyed the party and would highly recommend it to both newbies and experienced players alike. I knocked on the door and awaited with trepidation, wondering what I was stepping into.

Would I be able to last out for eight hours? Would I be able to escape? My first impression as I was received was of a well organised event in a good location. But having been tied up very securely, within minutes, it became obvious that I was in for a real treat as these ladies seemed to be able to read my mind.

I went with the flow, although in fairness when you are bound and gagged, there is little else you can do! To give a blow by blow account of what I experienced would be to ruin it for others, but these ladies pushed many of my buttons, and gave me an absolutely super day. In short it far exceeded my expectations. That would be me, aka Prisoner , who reported to the extensive underground catacombs that exist under the busy streets of NE London.

Two of the wardens were waiting outside on the threshold as I arrived to hand myself over to their authority. Today, again, there were several discrete spells of being locked up in a variety of cells, cages or other hidey-holes — most of the time securely handcuffed to the cell bars or the wall. I was considered to be a potential applicant for the role of prison bitch.

The mistresses took the opportunity to take some photographs of my plight, some of which will be half-way round the world on the internet by the time you read this.

Did I want them to be?! Trying to multi-task, I was simultaneously required to carry out some prolonged boot worship — so lots of kissing and licking of leather. Maybe I should also retain my fuchsia nail varnish?! Anyway, five hours on and the chastity device is still in situ, so am doing well so far.

So, finally, on completion of my sentence, I was let out back into the big wide world — to face further torment in that there were delays on network rail services, and no chance of getting a seat — which might have been a good thing as sitting down would have proved to be a bit uncomfortable….

Everything was meticulously and professionally organised as expected from Domina Parties. I suspect I will be back at another event ere long. The night before the event I received a prisoner transfer form that asked for details of my limits and any medical issues.

I have recently had some surgery so I made sure the details were noted. The next day I arrived at the venue on time and was taken down to the dungeon.

I was roughly pushed up against a wall and made to explain why I was being locked up. After my confession I was taken to another room and told to strip and kneel on the floor. All three wardens were present when I had my right arm cuffed and I was led to a cell.

I was shoved in and the other end of the cuffs were attached to the cell bars and the door was padlocked shut. The room was dark and I was hooded. I lost all track of time while in the cell.

Occasionally I heard the sound of other inmates in their cells but otherwise it was quiet. When the wardens returned I was taken to another cell and my arms were bound to a chair. The cell was cold, this added to the excitement. I managed to struggle and remove my hood. My eyes slowly adjusted to the gloom and I saw the knot tying my arms to the chair.

I untied myself I was wondering if I would be caught in the act and then I found that the cell I was in had a locked door. I sat back down on the seat and awaited my fate.

The wardens soon found me and interrogated me. Her feet were divine. I was then caged in a very sturdy cage with thick bars that were bolted to the floor. My hands were tied to the bars and once again I was left to contemplate my fate.

Towards the end of the session I was removed from my cage and to my delight I was put in another cage while the wardens took it in turns to put their boots between the bars and have me worship them.

Each boot had a beautifully tasty rubber sole that I licked clean. All the wardens were absolutely brilliant, they all exuded authority and were attentive to the inmates.

They were also very good at checking that inmates limits physical or BDSM limits were adhered to. I left the play space with a big smile on my face.

So this day there was abit of snow fall in Birmingham so there was a few no shows their loss my gain what this meant was the guys who showed were in for a pounding and I mean a real one we were gonna get it, and get it we did!

The party was pretty much violation in rotation and the lovely dominas made sure our holes were plugged as much as we wanted! So onto the swing I went and legs in the air, we started off really gentle easing it in was a lovely feeling being stretched by a beautiful Mistress.

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