I see you just came from Mistress Skylar’s blog.
I’m sure you were most attended to. Now it’s my turn.

Welcome to Mistress Daphne’s link in the
Tales from the Enchantrix Dungeon Blog Train! 

Beware of what you might fall into below.

Ahhh, you enter the building and I am able to peek at you from inside the dungeon, right before the dungeon door closes. I look forward to you joining us inside our kinky space. Just that tiny glimpse of you gave me the aura of a newbie. Seeing you sent a shot of excitement to my loins. I consider; leather or lace?

That it’s a very long holiday weekend delights me. I will have so many opportunities to play with the pets, submissives, and masochists. I love that it’s going to be kicked off with you, the confused naked man, walking into the dark dungeon. I know you can’t see yet because you just came in from the light. Little do you know the darkness you will soon be (not) seeing.

A Leather or Lace Decision

I know, because I know this Dungeon, that when you paid your money to enter, as a submissive, you signed over your rights to decision-making. Your signature gave all of us Dominants free-reign to use you as we wished. Of course, you have a safeword. We would never operate without one. Yours would be “Rochambeau” because someone overheard that you loved the musical Hamilton. See how cunning we Dom/mes can be? I love Hamilton, too, so will not forget that safeword.

Again, the question becomes “Leather or Lace?”

I choose leather first.

You don’t know me, therefore do not see me behind you with a leather blindfold. I walk close to you, whispering in your ear, “Be still, boy.”

You do not move as I slide the leather eye mask over your face. Harshly, I whisper, “Do not speak, boy.”

It’s time for me to have some fun.

Turning Out the Lights

The first thing I do to your body is pat your cute butt. I look forward to spanking, then marking it with the flogger.

I tie you up onto the St. Andrew’s Cross, facing towards it, then proceed to pat your bottom gently. Inbetween the gentle taps, I caress it and visualize exactly what I’m going to do. Then I begin by smacking your cheeks a bit harder. And then harder still. I absolutely adore the slight groans coming from your throat. I know it’s time to pick up the flogger when I can see my handprints on your flesh, even in the dim light.

One thing I really love is you have zero idea who is behind you. You don’t have any idea if I am a man, woman, transperson or none of the above… and that, once again, makes me smile.

I look at the bevy of floggers on the wall and grab the beautiful purple one with 100 tails, the one we call “Purple Passion.” She is heavy in my hand and I know the tails will fly strong, then slap heavily onto your ass. I get shivers of anticipation, mostly because you don’t have any idea what’s coming. 

I walk up to you to check on you before starting. It’s important to make sure one’s target is doing well before beginning. I am able to see you are absolutely doing fine. I don’t even have to ask because you have a giant erection. It amuses me that your hands are so far away, and tied down, that you couldn’t possibly touch yourself. I giggle and move back to my place, making sure nobody is around the throwing area. Then I take my first thwack.

Time for Your Lace, subbie boy

Oh, and once I am finished reddening your back side, I know exactly what that sweet butt needs and that’s to be on display. I un-tether you from the St. Andrew’s Cross and sit with you as you gather your wits about you. Giving you some orange juice (and tipping the cup up to your lips because you are still blindfolded), you come back into your body a bit more. Though, you are still in a delicious subspace. It’s good because I am high from the energy exchange between us.

Asking a submissive walking by to please get me a pen and paper because I want to ask for something without you knowing what I’m getting. The sub knows not to ask any questions, even “Where should I go for that?” She is on a mission now. Within a couple of minutes she comes back and I ask her to please wait. I scribble down what I want because I want to dress my boy before he plays with anyone else. Once she has the paper, off she goes to find what I need.

Returning with the silky, lacy lingerie, I keep you sitting down and I dress you as if you were my doll. I smile the whole time and even kiss you on the cheek a couple of times. Once you are fully dressed, well, “fully dressed” isn’t quite what you are, but it’s as fully dressed as you are going to get.

Leather and Lace Reveal

Helping you stand, I look around at the audience we’ve attracted and love there are people to present you to. While you are still blindfolded with the leather and your bottom is marked by the Purple Passion’s leather strands, I slowly turn you around, showing your red bottom to the group. They break out with applause! 

You have yet to utter a word, knowing better than to do so lest I banish you from the LDW dungeon. Oh, and that erection you had earlier? It’s harder than ever. That reality is not lost on the audience.

Because we’ve done this dress-up play with others, one of the submissives knows to bring the full length mirror over for your reveal.

Facing the mirror, I remove your leather blindfold and as your eyes adjust, you begin to see the quite lovely feminine attire you’re wearing. I’ve dressed you in red. Of course. The top is a quite short chemise, silky with lace covering your breast area. Your hard dick seems to swell to even greater proportions, how I do not know.

Your panties, red with black  lace, has an open space for your cock to run free and your still red ass, a nice contrast with the black fishnet “covering” with lace to show everyone what exactly you’ve been up to all night long. I love the smile on your face! The room erupts with clapping and whoops and hollers as I lean over and quietly tell you to grab that hard cock and give everyone the show they’ve really been waiting for.

Filling the Bowl

A subby girl brings bowl over and kneels in front of us as you take your cock in hand and show all of us one of the most private actions a human does. You seem to enjoy the group watching and encouraging you to “Fill the bowl!”

My favorite part is you aren’t blindfolded anymore and have to witness everyone’s gawking at you. It merely seems to drive you on.

That’s my good boy.

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