A client asked me when was the last time I had been to a BDSM Dungeon and I responded, “Way too long ago!” So, I decided to go on Friday night.

BDSM Dungeon

My submissive boy and I dressed in our fetish wear best (he in a leather thong, me in lingerie and heels) and drove the several hours to the private dungeon hosting a Play Party. As we pulled into the enormous gated space, we watched a bevy of BDSM-dressed folks… leather, latex, sissy dresses… people covered from head-to-toe and others dressed as my subby boy, in a mere teeny tiny piece of leather barely covering his yummy cock… and we all wended our way through the parked cars into the enormous ballroom-turned-BDSM-Dungeon-Space.

Walking from outside, as we passed through the door, we were bathed in a lovely red light, the apparati sprawled across several rooms, beautiful St. Andrews’ Crosses, spanking benches, gymnastic horses tweaked to allow for two bottoms to be splayed upon them… it was a glorious sight. I could see double-sized massage tables far over there, the metal tables next to them indicating wax play or the potential for some other sort of kinky naughtiness to occur.

I clicked my subby boy’s leather and stainless steel collar on, then walked, without a leash, he staying close, huddled against me. In fact, he was so close, I could feel his nervous sweat and inhaled his delicious man-scent, anticipating creating much more of it as the night went on.

subby boy Needs a Spanking

One of my boy’s favorite BDSM activities is being spanked… it is something I very much enjoy giving him on is furry bottom. But I spied someone even better to administer this painful gift; a huge Bear. Now, mind you, my boy is not gay, but one doesn’t need to be gay in order to be spanked by a gay man. I wanted someone with a much bigger hand than mine, with much more power behind it. This Bear was just the person to do that.

Next: subby boy Needs a Spanking (Part 2)