Other Playmates

Through Cecilia and Sal I met Maryann and Steve, a couple from Upstate NY, short, in their mid-30”s. They took role playing to a whole other level. They came down to a play party once to play and visit with Cecilia and Sal. Then they came a few more times to see me and I went once to see them. They did a lot of playing back home with a local group. Maryann’s character was an insane nun, so she had made her own latex habit and was learning to speak Latin because that is what her character would speak. Steve would dom  Maryann  and they would both dominate me, together and singly. Maryann also had very long hair and I remember kneeling before her and her long hair would wrap us in our own cocoon. It was lovely .Sometimes she would bring me to the ladies room and make me pleasure her orally with Cecilia and Tina crowded in the stall to watch. Maryann had many elaborate wigs and costumes, and eventually got her hair cut and colored to replicate her favorite wig. Steve had elaborate costumes as well, but his biggest interest was scene music.I was a big fan of Lords of Acid at the time and still like it, but Steve introduced me to Ordo Equilibrio and Raison D’etre. He even made me mixed tapes.**He told me when I looked for new music I should ask for “Gothic ambient industrial”. On a shopping trip to a music store I found a great CD by Project Pitchfork, which I love. In their home they had a spanking horse and other equipment Steve had built. Maryann had a sewing room just for her costumes. Apparently I behaved like a very bratty slut when I visited.

** Mixed tapes are  an ancient method of reproducing  recorded music in order to share it with a friend.

Smoking Party Fun

Just goofing around

Cecilia and Sal

One of the first couples I became friendly with at the DFP Play parties was Cecilia and Sal. They were late 40’s, early 50’s and ran a bait shop/sports store out in Pennsylvania. They came out every month and eventually started staying over at my place so they didn’t have to drive dressed and didn’t have a long drive home late at night.

     They were a striking couple – Cecilia was nearly 6 feet tall, and Sal was about 5’5” and looked like a miniature Dee Snyder with white hair. Their kinky interests were different than mine, but I enjoyed hearing about them and participating in them. They went to the parties not to play but to watch others play and to talk. They were very into hoods. Cecilia would wear a full hood at the parties and smoke cigars. I learned to smoke cigars from her and would join her. (Back when you could smoke in clubs.) They had an extensive collection of pornographic video tapes that they shared. They enjoyed the “Latex” video series that was circulating at the time and also had a German porn where the women had large-gauge labial piercings that were held closed with big heavy padlocks. At the time I had a hood piercing, and they thought that was pretty cool! We played a little together, but they weren’t really rule monkeys, so it was less D/s and more – hey let’s try this! When they played in private they liked to encase each others’ head in black electrical tape, and sometimes slept like that. They liked to tell stories about what they did or watched. One night when we played they encased my breasts in electrical tape. They looked like shiny black beehives. Then they took the tape off. Maybe not my ideal play but I was just glad to be useful and played with. They introduced me to the Württemberg wheel and loaned me their book “ Encyclopedia of Unusual Sex Acts”. One time we took a road trip into NYC  and visited the porn shops.

     I also met Tina, a domme, and her husband , Master  Whatever. Tina was a gorgeous, tiny Hispanic woman in her early 20’s with black hair down to her waist. Master was considerably older, short and thuggish, very muscular, bald. I did not like his vibe at all. Tina had a huge tattoo covering her left breast that read Property of Master Whatever, which I found vulgar. Just didn’t jibe with him, but Tina was beautiful and fun, and a pretty vicious domme. We would get up and dance a lot of the time. She warned me off of going to the Vault, saying there were a lot of looky-loos , and that when she did a scene she had to perform inside a cage so the crowd wouldn’t crush in on her. I would occasionally run into them at clubs in NYC.

** Obviously his name was not Master Whatever, but his name isn’t in my memory, and for good reason.

The Countess Says...Be My Dirty Doll

A friend of a friend who is scene friendly heard about some naughty plans I want to make that actually use my disability and wheelchair to my advantage, and was intrigued, so I wrote this for her...

Hey Doll,

I am so glad that an idea I casually mentioned seems exciting to you. Here is how I see it playing out.

     We will meet at  the mall. You will meet me at my taxi and wheel me in. Dress nice for me but not enough to draw anyone’s attention, you may see people you know, after all. No one will think twice if they  see  you pushing your friend in the wheelchair around, but they’d notice if you were doing it wearing Daisy Dukes and stripper heels. Know that if you are wearing panties they will be going home with me. As you roll me along if you need to speak to me you will lean over and shhhhh softly whisper to me, very close!, and I will whisper back to you, shhhhhh. Learn to do this while pressing your breasts against me. Aides do it to me by accident all the time, surely you can do it on purpose. I want to feel your tits press up against me, my shoulder, my back,  and feel the warmth of your breath. We will take our sweet time strolling along, maybe we can stop for chocolate or a coffee, and then it’s off to the department store.

     We will shop around  for a couple things for you to try on, some bras and dresses, but NO PANTIES. I know your pussy will be soaked and we don’t want to be vulgar. While we look around I want you to bend over, squeeze past me, anything you can do, Ninja-style, so that I can see and feel your body. The handicapped fitting room in that store is very large, with a bench seat and a corner mirror. Plenty of room for me to sit in my chair as an audience to your sexy show.

     We need to be very very quiet. Shhhhhhh. Anything said out loud will be fit for other’s ears. Once we are alone with the door locked you will greet me. Take my hand and hold it up to your face, and gently rub your face all over my hand and then kiss it softly, caressing it with your face and hands, until I am satisfied and take my hand away. I will start today to rub my hand twice daily with a special lotion that’s just for you and every time I smooth it on I will be thinking of you and how I plan to touch you.

     Then you will strip and present yourself to me. Panties will be handed over as my trophy .If you wore sexy shoes you can keep them on. If you opted for cute shoes instead, you can go barefoot, and you better have a nice pedicure for me. You will stand in front of the mirror and strike sexy poses for me, bend over and spread yourself open for me, caress your nipples. I want a show. I will know if you didn’t put any thought into it ahead of time. If you want to listen to an ipod and dance, that would be fine. When I can’t resist any more I will beckon you closer so that I can touch and feel your beautiful body. Then you can try on the different items we picked out for you, see which bra looks best on you  and is nicest to the touch, see whether I can see your pussy when you sit in a dress, you can strike poses for me on the bench, show me how wet your pussy is getting.

     Now, just because we are being very quiet, shhhhhhhhh, don’t think I can’t punish you. If you displease me in any way, seem unprepared or uninspired, I can punish you. I can be silent as I squeeze and pinch your nipple, or bite a tender part of your ass or thigh, or scratch you. Or I can just stop playing. That would hurt. And even if it does you have to stay very very quiet, shhhhhhhh, don’t cry out or even whimper. You don’t want anyone to know you’ve displeased me.

     I think a wheelchair really cries out for a lap dance, don’t you? Once we’ve decided that you look amazing in anything you try on, you can give me a lap dance, and I can touch you all I want. Practice that .If I think our play date has gone well, I will taste your pussy. You need to figure out how best to present your pussy to me when I am in a chair. Maybe you can put one foot up on the arm rest. If I can finger you while I lick your pussy that would be ideal. You should practice that as well, getting into positions  that afford me best access. You may have to build up muscles you don’t normally use. It can be an add-on to your daily workout. If the positioning isn’t good enough for you to cum  on my tongue, you will sit on the bench and make yourself cum for me. But you need to be very very quiet, shhhhhhhhhh.

Dreaming of you till then,

Countess Piroska

Play Parties at the Yacht Club

I found out from Constance that she hosted monthly play parties at the Yacht Club in Jefferson, NJ. Pretty far off the beaten path but with paved roads, not quite “Deliverance”, but torn from the pages of "Weird New Jersey". The Yacht club must have been a reception venue – it was made up of 2 large banquet rooms, each with a bar and  a dance floor. One to the left, one to the right. The room to the left operated as a gay dance club. On the right were the private play parties. Bathrooms, in the middle, were shared by both sides.

     Constance hosted the parties personally, bringing toys and equipment to  give demonstrations, and conducting group activities. She would call for volunteers to act as subs and be played with by the group. It was a great sales technique, and also a lot of fun.

I remember a transvestite who wandered in from the gay bar and  became a regular and more than once was a plaything for a group of 20 or so people. I was a “first on the dance floor “ type  so I was always raising my hand to volunteer and jump into the fray. I was sub ,Dom, played with men and women, tried it all. They served alcohol so there was no full nudity, only topless, allowed.  Which made it more comfortable for newcomers, and had other plus sides. The play parties were just that. And you would get a feel  for a toy and visit the shop to buy it…

     You must remember that when the internet was starting out everyone was on aol, dial-up, homes had ONE computer , that the whole family shared, in the living room. If you were on the computer no one could use the phone. If you wanted a web site you had to buy a domain name and pay a host.The Dark Ages.

     So play parties were a good place to meet new people. You could chat online and then meet up at a party. The other people there had been to the shop,it was all word of mouth.It was loads of fun and I met a lot of people with a variety of kinks and different levels of commitment. They were also awesome foreplay