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Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Play Party!

On Saturday night, Sir, Crumpet and I went to a play party hosted by the one and only Delectable Goddess! It was deliciously fun!

The theme was to dress up like a deity. Sir went as Hades, the Greek god of death and the Underworld. I went as Nephthys, the Egyptian goddess who protects the dead. Crumpet was unsure of who he should go as. He was wearing very springy pink skirt with matching flowers, white shirt & shoes which contrasted beautifully with my flowing black & silvery dress and Sir's black skirt, corset & other layers. At first we tried to convince him to be Persephone so Hades could rape him later (a total gender switch) but he eventually decided to go as Eostre, Anglo-Saxon goddess of Spring. It pleased me that we were representing an array of pantheons. I gave him a Cadbury creme egg to carry.

We arrived late & the party had already begun. The party, but not the play. People were grouped in different rooms, talking. It always strikes me as funny that no matter the purpose of the party, there is always a period of polite conversation before things truly get into full swing. (I'm not on any high-horse 'cause I do the same damn thing.) Most of the party goers had not dressed up. Our Delectable Goddess had. She sparkled and shined with an ornate Egyptian looking collar/necklace. The black sheer dress she wore hid nothing yet covered everything. She was exquisite!

The play part of the party began with a present... a seemingly innocent gesture from Sissybitch. He gave Delectable Goddess a poorly wrapped box. Inside the box was a pair of gloves. HER gloves! Gloves she had lost a few months ago. Gloves she had torn her place apart in trying to find. Gloves she had spent hard earned money on to replace. Gloves that were somewhat useless coming to her on the cusp of Spring!

This would not go unpunished.

The Spank-Master had brought along this lovely spanking bench made by the KinkyContractor himself:

The Delectable Goddess and Sissybitch's WickedMistress had him lay naked on the bench face down with his ass prominently displayed. Sir, Crumpet and I positioned ourselves in the kitchen which had an opening above the sink to the next room where the bench was. The view was perfect... except for dishes that were drying on the sill. (I had Crumpet put them and all the other dishes away.)

At one point, Sissybitch was being asked if he really felt sorry for what he did. He said yes, with a smirk. Since his face was towards us and the ladies doling out his punishment could not see him, I felt it was my duty to tell them. He then STUCK HIS TONGUE OUT AT ME! The nerve! The audacity! I, of course, told them that too. They offered me the opportunity to give him a few swats. I was definitely tempted but so steeped in voyeur mode that I declined. (Next time, ladies. I promise!)

Watching them work together was beautiful! One would be lightly cropping his ass and balls while the other smacked his face and called him humiliating things. He was asked, "What are you?" To which he replied, "...a slut! ...a naughty boy! ...a little piggy! *grunt, grunt* ...a teapot!" This brought forth giggles and the question, "where's your handle?" And he sung, "MY DICK IS MY HANDLE!" at the top of his lungs. I missed where his spout was. Sir added a few kinky-altered lyrics that made everyone snicker. Unfortunately, she was facing away from me so I didn't catch them. (Perhaps I'll get her to tell them to me so I can share them with you, dear readers.)

In the other room, a different sort of play took place. The CruelCutter had setup a massage table in the living room with all of his equipment. Using a scalpel, he cut an opening into the Delectable Goddess's arm that he then sutured. It bled pretty. (I like blood!) He sterilized everything, discussing his techniques with Sir who's a tattoo artist & piercer by trade, then got ready for his next victim, errr... yeah, victim! Before he needled pretty designs into WickedMistress's arm, he asked her if she wanted him to be nice or mean. She said, "start nice then get mean." He did this beautifully! The needles were inserted precisely but tenderly. (Well, as tender as you can get with needles.) He then wiggled them, causing her to bleed a bit, followed by a punch and a smack resulting in much more blood! She swooned and laughed her way through it all.

There were other fun happenings, but I shall end this here and now as other writing is taking my attention. Suffice is to say, I had lots of fun!!

1 comment:

Crumpet said...

said egg was later devoured in an orgy of scrumptiousnes