TesFest andrew[Ky]
This is andrew's thoughts on TesFest. I have to admit that watching andrew's face as we walked into the dungeon on Friday night was absolutely priceless. Being the person to introduce him to the joys of being with so many other like minded people was a rare treat. I'll post some pictures from the room later when I do My write up.
andrew[KY]
My TesFest 09 Experience.
TesFest to me can be summed up in one word: Amazing. The anticipation
leading up to it was intense, I had heard so many great things about
it from my Mistress, and it lived up to the hype in every way
possible. Outside of Paddles, magazines, and videos I had never seen
people dressed in full fetish gear, or latex, or elaborate costumes,
or nothing at all, at the event it was everywhere. From the second I
walked into the hotel the only people who weren’t in the lifestyle
were the hotel staff members (not that I know of anyway), and it
stayed that way the entire time, and even they looked like they were
enjoying themselves.
Everywhere I looked there were Mistresses, Masters
and their slaves dressed to the nines. One added bonus, which got me
into some trouble, were the amount of beautiful women who were walking
around barefoot or in sandals because as a foot lover it was hard to keep my
eyes off the floor. my Mistress didn’t quite share my enthusiasm
(Although I stared at her wonderful feet and perfectly painted nails
more than once).
Attending the classes and seminars at the event was like being
enrolled in a BDSM college, and I loved every second of it. There were
classes on how to communicate with your owner, how to properly tie
people up, and everything in between. There was so much to do that we
actually missed a few things because we had to take a break to eat (My
Mistress and I had the Mexican buffet, which I liked…a lot).
The highlight of my trip was the dungeon at the end of the
night. Walking in, I knew that I was going to be hurt by my Mistress
for infractions listed elsewhere on her blog, but I was still excited.
My trip to the dungeon consisted of being tied to a spanking bench (I
LOVE to be bound to the point where I can’t move) and spanked to tears
with clothespins all over my balls, and wearing a pair of nipple
clamps which my Mistress ripped off me when my nipples turned a dark
grey. Another part of my dungeon trip which I liked a lot was when my
Mistress had me balance a thin wooden paddle on my head while I was
tied to the bench, and again later while I was standing in position with the
clamps on. That was new trick for me, but I did manage to keep it balanced
the entire time. Dropping it really wasn’t an option.
On a lighter note when we got back to the hotel room my Mistress made
the toilet overflow, she tried to flush it a second time too quickly,
but with my experience as a building engineer (God, I love that title,
almost as much as Slut) I quickly turned the water off before it
flooded the room. The front desk sent a guy up to “fix” it; he came
armed with some medical gloves and a toilet scrubber, so I ended up
doing the work and drying the floor while my Mistress used the
bathroom downstairs.
After we got settled in my Mistress allowed me to
massage and kiss her perfect feet before bed, I wasn’t allowed to lick
them, but just being able to touch them was enough for me.
I had to leave early the next morning and after making my Mistress her morning
coffee, while I was getting dressed, she said to me “Damn it, your ass
isn’t even red anymore”, so she had me lay over the ottoman and gave
me a quick but hard barehanded spanking before I caught my cab.
I can’t wait until my next event, this was my first and I admit that
I’m hooked now, I got to meet new people, be with my Mistress, and
learn new things. I was relieved that we had the entire hotel and that
there were no people there to judge me or anyone else for the things
I/we like. I feel more relaxed about who I am knowing that there are
enough people in the area who are interested in the lifestyle to fill
a five floor hotel, I don’t feel like I’m the only twenty-three year
old submissive boy in NJ anymore. Which is a very good feeling.
andrew[KY]
My TesFest 09 Experience.
TesFest to me can be summed up in one word: Amazing. The anticipation
leading up to it was intense, I had heard so many great things about
it from my Mistress, and it lived up to the hype in every way
possible. Outside of Paddles, magazines, and videos I had never seen
people dressed in full fetish gear, or latex, or elaborate costumes,
or nothing at all, at the event it was everywhere. From the second I
walked into the hotel the only people who weren’t in the lifestyle
were the hotel staff members (not that I know of anyway), and it
stayed that way the entire time, and even they looked like they were
enjoying themselves.
Everywhere I looked there were Mistresses, Masters
and their slaves dressed to the nines. One added bonus, which got me
into some trouble, were the amount of beautiful women who were walking
around barefoot or in sandals because as a foot lover it was hard to keep my
eyes off the floor. my Mistress didn’t quite share my enthusiasm
(Although I stared at her wonderful feet and perfectly painted nails
more than once).
Attending the classes and seminars at the event was like being
enrolled in a BDSM college, and I loved every second of it. There were
classes on how to communicate with your owner, how to properly tie
people up, and everything in between. There was so much to do that we
actually missed a few things because we had to take a break to eat (My
Mistress and I had the Mexican buffet, which I liked…a lot).
The highlight of my trip was the dungeon at the end of the
night. Walking in, I knew that I was going to be hurt by my Mistress
for infractions listed elsewhere on her blog, but I was still excited.
My trip to the dungeon consisted of being tied to a spanking bench (I
LOVE to be bound to the point where I can’t move) and spanked to tears
with clothespins all over my balls, and wearing a pair of nipple
clamps which my Mistress ripped off me when my nipples turned a dark
grey. Another part of my dungeon trip which I liked a lot was when my
Mistress had me balance a thin wooden paddle on my head while I was
tied to the bench, and again later while I was standing in position with the
clamps on. That was new trick for me, but I did manage to keep it balanced
the entire time. Dropping it really wasn’t an option.
On a lighter note when we got back to the hotel room my Mistress made
the toilet overflow, she tried to flush it a second time too quickly,
but with my experience as a building engineer (God, I love that title,
almost as much as Slut) I quickly turned the water off before it
flooded the room. The front desk sent a guy up to “fix” it; he came
armed with some medical gloves and a toilet scrubber, so I ended up
doing the work and drying the floor while my Mistress used the
bathroom downstairs.
After we got settled in my Mistress allowed me to
massage and kiss her perfect feet before bed, I wasn’t allowed to lick
them, but just being able to touch them was enough for me.
I had to leave early the next morning and after making my Mistress her morning
coffee, while I was getting dressed, she said to me “Damn it, your ass
isn’t even red anymore”, so she had me lay over the ottoman and gave
me a quick but hard barehanded spanking before I caught my cab.
I can’t wait until my next event, this was my first and I admit that
I’m hooked now, I got to meet new people, be with my Mistress, and
learn new things. I was relieved that we had the entire hotel and that
there were no people there to judge me or anyone else for the things
I/we like. I feel more relaxed about who I am knowing that there are
enough people in the area who are interested in the lifestyle to fill
a five floor hotel, I don’t feel like I’m the only twenty-three year
old submissive boy in NJ anymore. Which is a very good feeling.