Kinkfest 2008
Once again, Marlene, Rand and the volunteers at KinkFest 2008 (www.kinfest.org), which is the Portland Leather Alliance’s largest event of the year, did an outstanding job of creating an enjoyable, well organized and dynamic occasion. Everything was on time. The Workshops were interesting and varied, ranging from the more technical aspects of how to do certain things and exploring the questions about why we do these things. Every single member of the Staff was very helpful, friendly and supportive and, as you can see on their website, they had a strong group of Presenters.
On a more personal level, my Whip Workshop was well attended by approximately 150 people whose experience ranged from those who had never cracked a whip before, to those who could double hand whips. The Workshop was one and a half hours long which included thirty minutes for practicing the techniques which were taught in the class. I invited everyone who had the time, to stay for an hour after the Workshop, so I could continue to help them with their techniques and a large number of the participants took me up on my offer. The attendees were warm, enthusiastic and friendly.
I feel it is an honor when a fellow Presenter attends one of my Workshops and Lolita was one of them. Although she is very good with a Signal Whip, she specifically wanted some help with Bullwhip Wraps and I was only too happy to oblige. At the Saturday Night Dungeon Party, she played on the other side of the cross where I was scening. I have to confess that I did not see too much of her scene because I was concentrating on my play partner, however the next day I was given the opportunity to look at the perfectly crosshatched and cut up back of Mr. K.M. and knew immediately that she certainly knows how to throw a Whip.
During the Friday and Saturday Night Dungeon Parties, I played with my submissive, Little One. This is always a delightful experience for me because she is beautiful, expressive, sensually erotic and dances under the brushing of Florentine Whips, climbs the crosshatched rack to both enjoy and escape the relentless fiery rain of my Whip Tips and will go as far as she possibly can, before she drops to the ground, swimming in a sea of an endorphin induced trance state until I pick her up and carry her in my arms to an Aftercare Area.
Whenever we play together, I only see her, my Little One. Because my attention is totally focused on where and how I am striking her, and how to read the state she is in, I am usually quite unaware of the people that may be watching and am always surprised by the number of people who talk to us the next day about our scene. I am enormously pleased and inspired by their comments about what they have seen and how they have enjoyed the passionate connection between us as we play.
At my Workshop on Saturday afternoon, I met a very nice couple who were participating and, during a conversation Mr. M. mentioned that his partner, Ms. K., would like very much for me to play with her at the Dungeon Party that evening, if I had time available. I was naturally intrigued and delighted with the possibility of playing with her and that evening developed in such a way that the possibility became a reality.
K. is a beautiful brunette with appealing dimples and big, full, gorgeous breasts. In the course of our negotiations, she told me that she was not really a masochist but could handle pain quite well. She also shared with me about her first Whip Experience, which involved her partner whipping her breasts until they bled and that she actually liked it and did not want him to stop at the time.
This statement definitely got my attention and aroused in me an intense desire to go deeper into that dark edge than I usually play!
Reading a new Whip bottom, someone I have never played with previously, is always a challenge, particularly when I began to sense the feeling that I might well take our Scene into rather deep and dark unexplored places and, as an erotic connection also began to develop, I wondered where it was that our Journey together would take us.
As I began the Scene, Ms K’s nonverbal cues, body movements, sighs, sounds and energy were the exact signals I needed to experience in order to help me thread my way. On a verbal level, she inspired me even more by saying, “Sir, it’s all good,” just after I’d beaten her with my Cat ‘O Nine Tails” until bruises and raised red welts completely covered her sensual breasts.
We played for nearly two hours, with my Single Tail Whips as the entrée, after lingering over a delicious appetizer of warm up techniques.
The next morning, as I was getting coffee in the hotel lobby, Mr. M. and Ms. K. walked up to me smiling and warm. Rather covertly, Ms K. surveyed the immediate surroundings and, seeing that nobody was near to us, quite suddenly raised up her blouse to happily and most proudly show me her bruised and welted breasts. Too bad fotos are not allowed at Kink events.
For me, this was quite definitely a more rewarding “check in” rather than one initiated through a follow-up call on the telephone!
On a more personal level, my Whip Workshop was well attended by approximately 150 people whose experience ranged from those who had never cracked a whip before, to those who could double hand whips. The Workshop was one and a half hours long which included thirty minutes for practicing the techniques which were taught in the class. I invited everyone who had the time, to stay for an hour after the Workshop, so I could continue to help them with their techniques and a large number of the participants took me up on my offer. The attendees were warm, enthusiastic and friendly.
I feel it is an honor when a fellow Presenter attends one of my Workshops and Lolita was one of them. Although she is very good with a Signal Whip, she specifically wanted some help with Bullwhip Wraps and I was only too happy to oblige. At the Saturday Night Dungeon Party, she played on the other side of the cross where I was scening. I have to confess that I did not see too much of her scene because I was concentrating on my play partner, however the next day I was given the opportunity to look at the perfectly crosshatched and cut up back of Mr. K.M. and knew immediately that she certainly knows how to throw a Whip.
During the Friday and Saturday Night Dungeon Parties, I played with my submissive, Little One. This is always a delightful experience for me because she is beautiful, expressive, sensually erotic and dances under the brushing of Florentine Whips, climbs the crosshatched rack to both enjoy and escape the relentless fiery rain of my Whip Tips and will go as far as she possibly can, before she drops to the ground, swimming in a sea of an endorphin induced trance state until I pick her up and carry her in my arms to an Aftercare Area.
Whenever we play together, I only see her, my Little One. Because my attention is totally focused on where and how I am striking her, and how to read the state she is in, I am usually quite unaware of the people that may be watching and am always surprised by the number of people who talk to us the next day about our scene. I am enormously pleased and inspired by their comments about what they have seen and how they have enjoyed the passionate connection between us as we play.
At my Workshop on Saturday afternoon, I met a very nice couple who were participating and, during a conversation Mr. M. mentioned that his partner, Ms. K., would like very much for me to play with her at the Dungeon Party that evening, if I had time available. I was naturally intrigued and delighted with the possibility of playing with her and that evening developed in such a way that the possibility became a reality.
K. is a beautiful brunette with appealing dimples and big, full, gorgeous breasts. In the course of our negotiations, she told me that she was not really a masochist but could handle pain quite well. She also shared with me about her first Whip Experience, which involved her partner whipping her breasts until they bled and that she actually liked it and did not want him to stop at the time.
This statement definitely got my attention and aroused in me an intense desire to go deeper into that dark edge than I usually play!
Reading a new Whip bottom, someone I have never played with previously, is always a challenge, particularly when I began to sense the feeling that I might well take our Scene into rather deep and dark unexplored places and, as an erotic connection also began to develop, I wondered where it was that our Journey together would take us.
As I began the Scene, Ms K’s nonverbal cues, body movements, sighs, sounds and energy were the exact signals I needed to experience in order to help me thread my way. On a verbal level, she inspired me even more by saying, “Sir, it’s all good,” just after I’d beaten her with my Cat ‘O Nine Tails” until bruises and raised red welts completely covered her sensual breasts.
We played for nearly two hours, with my Single Tail Whips as the entrée, after lingering over a delicious appetizer of warm up techniques.
The next morning, as I was getting coffee in the hotel lobby, Mr. M. and Ms. K. walked up to me smiling and warm. Rather covertly, Ms K. surveyed the immediate surroundings and, seeing that nobody was near to us, quite suddenly raised up her blouse to happily and most proudly show me her bruised and welted breasts. Too bad fotos are not allowed at Kink events.
For me, this was quite definitely a more rewarding “check in” rather than one initiated through a follow-up call on the telephone!
Thanks for working with me and thanks for the kind words.
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