Saturday night my Master dressed me up and took me down to the dungeon. It was time for another round of putting lyn on display.
He scouted around the dungeon for a good place to do it, and ended up settling on a wooden platform. He pulled me shirt open and pulled my panties halfway down my thighs, then had me pull my skirt up and hold it there. Topping it all off with a blindfold, He left me there on display.
Although there were many more people around than the last time we did this, i didn’t feel nearly as conspicuous. For one, i was slightly more clothed than last time. But mostly it was that i knew there was a lot of action going on in the dungeon, and wondered if anyone would even notice me there. In my fantasies about these scenes there’s a sign inviting people to help themselves, or a box of clothepins in my outstretched hand, but my Master chose not to push things in that direction.
i posed like that for a while, then started when my Master slid up to me and whispered in my ear. Unlike last time, where i was leaning up against a wall, this time i was standing free, and because of the (very sexy, but uncomfortable) boots i was wearing, i found that i was having a really hard time maintaining my position. i told me Master all of this, and He had me switch to the position You see in the picture above – sitting on my butt, legs spread, cunt wide open and exposed.
Once again, He left me alone. i didn’t know if anyone was looking or noticing. Certainly no one was interacting, as they had at the other club. The norms of dungeon etiquette call for observing from a distance and not interrupting a scene, so without a clear signal that interaction was desired, there wasn’t much. At one point i did hear someone say “Is she yours? That’s fucking hot,” so it was nice to know i was being appreciated. Every so often my Master would slip up and kiss me, but i immediately recognized His lips.
Then, THUMP. THUMP. All of a sudden, things changed. The platform i was on shook a little bit as hard boots hit the wood on either side of me. This was not my Master, i was sure – He just doesn’t move like that. And when all of a sudden my mouth was being devoured by a very different pair of lips, then i knew for certain that this was someone new.
Female, i quickly decided, as she growled a little in my ear, sniffing me along the way. Lips still on mine, soon her hands were exploring my body, pinching my nipples and making me squirm, and even straying down to my exposed nether bits.
i figured that a total stranger wouldn’t be so forward, and that this had to be the one person i knew at this event, a blog reader named Roxi that i’ve corresponded with via email on and off over the years. We’d found each other at a panel earlier in the day, and then connected in the dungeon when we’d arrived, but she was busy DM-ing at the time. So, 80% sure that it was her, i tried to quiet my feelings of “oh my god, what’s happening!?” and just enjoy the ride.
And what a ride it was, as my Master soon joined in on the fun and i was treated to two pairs of hands taking liberties with my body, two pairs of lips taking turns with my mouth, two nipples being sucked at once. At one point i could tell from the shifting of bodies that the two of them must be kissing, and i was suprised but pleased that my Master was getting some of the fun too.
Nipple kisses and sucking turned to biting, and i was squirming and eeping as i am wont to do in situations like that. Such a mix of emotions – nervous, excited, aroused, unsure – all swirling around in my head at once. Before long, my Master took off my blindfold and i had my suspicions confirmed. It was indeed the hot and sexy Roxi. With a big grin on her face.
Having anonymous fun turn into known person made me suddenly go shy, but we all shared a few more kisses after i retreated into the known safety of my Master’s arms. And then, the night being young, she slipped off to her next bit of fun, and my Master helped me pull myself together so we could figure out what we wanted to do next.