NASTI'S NOTE: i would like to introduce a new friend, angel. she and her Master have recently joined our local club and have been welcome additions! angel wrote this wonderful summary of her initial encounters with us as a group, and i asked if i could share the account of her "coming out" here. The honesty of her thoughts and feelings are well portrayed, and while being extremely personal to every individual, are fairly typical of many of us as we have ventured out into the open.
i would also like to mention the fact that the first scene that angel was witness to just happened to be that of one of our heavier players. i would like to assure you even if this particular sub is loud in her protest, the scene was very typical of her style and was totally consensual. Nope! No submissives were harmed in the enactment of this party! *WEG*

Dream of Eagles ©copyright Louis Royo

Angel's First

My husband/master of 26 years and I are pretty new to the D/s life style, all though we did dabbled a bit in bondage, and sensory depravation. Our relationship is monogamous and I am not in this to get a new Dom, or He a new sub/slave. (not being bratty... just honest) *g* I had been and still do read as much as I can on the subject of BDSM and the different lifestyle that are spawned from the very initials. We were just starting to explore D/s when Master came across the website address of a local chapter here. He talked to me about going to check out some of their functions, then gave me the internet address and dropped it. It wasn't mentioned again until a week later, when he asked if I had checked out the site and had I thought about going. I had gone back to the site several times and read and fretted. I was curious to go and meet others of like mind, but all the information I had been reading said you had a certain etiquette when addressing Dom\me's and was afraid I just wasn't ready yet. I didn't want our first public scene to end up with us both disappointed. I told him "I had looked, but I didn't think I was ready... and living in a small community I was afraid of being recognized. "I'm not ready to loose my job, and this is a very closed minded community" (looking for any excuse to get out of it..) .. SO he dropped it again. A week later we were bored and tired of being in the house all winter and decided to go for a ride (so I thought) *g*

He decided we should go hit the mall, and being a woman, I decided that shopping was a great idea *g* Well.... He mentioned that the local chapter was meeting on this very day, and while we were out in the area we were just going to go see what a Munch was all about. I was terrified... I don't do well in big groups, and I am shy or I like to call it that (or terrified of meeting new people.. not sure). Master knows this and has had to push me for all the 26 years we have been married, and I knew that once his mind is made up there is no changing it.

We were greeted right away when we arrived at the restaurant and were made to feel like one of the family. Everyone sat and got acquainted and ate lunch and laughed with old friends and exchanged information... just like it was an everyday topic. There was a meeting on the minutes after the lunch and everyone stood and introduced themselves to each other. (I wanted to hide under the table or escape to the bathroom until they were all done) *g* There was no protocol... No big mean Dom\me's to put me in my place or correct me for not getting it right. It was people meeting people It was a great time. And I'm glad he made me do it. There was a workshop and play party after the meeting, but we had already made other plans. Master had said that we would be attending more of the munches and when he thought I was ready we would go to a workshop and play party.

A few months went by and he got a job (after being unemployed for 4 months) that kept us from attending any more Munches or anything else. I had faces to put with the posts I saw in the daily digest, so I got aquatinted with them on line. He had to work weekends so I felt I got out of having to face yet another new challenge of stepping into an unfamiliar situation. Wrong! The first weekend he found that worked with his schedule we were at another munch.. I tried everything to distract him into not going... but he was determined and pushing me all the way.... I wasn't quite as nervous this time as I had already met some of the members, and there didn't seem to be as many.

Master got directions to the workshop and play party. I was a wreck! Again it was just a group of people sitting around getting to know each other, but I knew this was one place where protocol and etiquette was going to be expected. Before the play party we were told about the workshop and could ask questions then. We were told the rules of the dungeon and, basically to stay out of the way. I was a bit nervous because I came from an abusive child hood and was a little worried that something might trigger a memory I have worked so hard at trying to overcome. As a few of the scenes started I could sense Master's eyes on me, I guess he was a little worried as well.

What unfolded before my eyes was beautiful and frightening all at the same time. I saw a Mistress take control of a sub/slave, and put her into her own space within minutes, She talked to her in a quite voice and the sub seemed lost to only her. The floggers were brought out and the sub/slave seemed to just float with each stroke. She was hit over and over with the floggers and didn't seem to feel it, only to slip deeper into her own space. The Mistress would stop and bite, or pinch her, just to keep her grounded I think.... After a short while her Master stepped in and brought her back to earth. He had a bull whip in his hands, and the sheer terror in her eyes as he snapped the whip closer and closer to her had me almost sick, with fear that he was going to hit her with it and slice a nipple or tear flesh (No, I'm not into blood play!) I wanted to jump up and run or stop what I was seeing, the more frightened she looked and the more he laughed or smirked at her, the more upset I became and it triggered a memory. I was holding Masters leg and he must have known I was getting upset, for he had me get up and sit between his legs. The closeness of him helped to calm me down. Her master used several objects, and she was begging him to please not, and the fear in her voice was almost more than I could bear, but I was riveted to my spot. He took her to the rack and chained her there. He used all kinds of instruments on her, switches that drew blood and welts on her, floggers, whips, paddles. She must have endured this for an hour (I certainly admire that).

There was another couple where the Dom was being very sensual and caring with a massage. I also observed a pair of pony girls in training and what a beautiful set they made. I had read about them, but never did I think I would see them in action. I can see where it would take a lot of training and discipline to get the movements just right!

All in all I had a great time, and learned a great deal about the life style and lessons. I know this wont be my last play party and as with the munches they will get easier and easier. I too enjoy a certain amount of pain, and can understand where the sub/slaves are coming from and the space they go to. After each scene there was so much love and caring given to the sub/slave that you forget all the tears and laughing that triggered those old fears ( at least for me it did) I have to apologize to the Mistress's and Master's who were there, I did find myself not using the correct etiquette and I will be working on that (I'm sure you will be helping me *g*)

Thank you for the most informative evening as of yet to this life style. I look forward to many more lessons, And thank you for making me feel so welcomed and safe!