Needles, floating beds and the firey twists
The very first play party I attended was in a community house. Each room had been converted into an encapsulated playspace.
Terror play, needle play, flogging, rigging, fisting, sounds, electical play, knife play…. From Thud to Snap to Edge it was there and I was in overdrive.
The scene that I remember most was done on a bed suspended from the ceiling. The sub had at least a hundred needles running through his body. Each needle was carefully tied with delicate line which was fastened to various points above the bed. The needle portion alone was hypnotic, but I laughed aloud when the sadistic fun really started.
The Domme gently began swinging the bed back and forth, each line pulled on each needle.
The sub groaned – deep, low, long. Skin pulled along his frame as the bed tensioned various bits.
Scenes like those make impressions. They define. They make us either run or grin.
This one made me think, drove me to learn and propelled me forward.
