This is a photo of my home made chastity belt with
the electric dog (shocking) collar attached. The picture was taken
at the TPE Slave Games while I was on the Rack.
This is a photo of my home made chastity belt with
the electric dog (shocking) collar attached. The picture was taken
at the TPE Slave Games while I was on the Rack.
I spent the entire weekend attending the Slave Games at Phoenix meeting (Baltimore, MD) and playing..... two tops and I :-)..... two hours plus bound to a wall in my "armbinder from hell".... fun time... tickled silly and tormented to boot.... fun, fun, fun.
I went to the Slave Games without a Domme and was hopping to find a "sponsor" (Domme) at the event. I was matched up with a Dom. Being the bondage nut that I am, and a "dungeon slut" (award at BR Camp) I was happy to have found someone to sponsor me in the events. It worked out better than my fondest dreams. We did well in the Games with several medals and first overall.... it shows that being in a lot of events adds up, even if you are only so-so..... and I'm barely so-so. But that was only the beginning of the weekend, I had indicated to the Dom that I would really like a total domination weekend..... and I got what I asked for and more!....you know what they say about that....
I was belted and bound all weekend. Dungeon was from just after the Slave games till about 2AM. I was bound in most of the equipment in TPE's expansive dungeon, tickled silly by the Dom and others for the entire time....no brakes, just from one piece of equipment to the next.... excepting bathroom and a bite of food and drink... all while bound and hobbled.
If I wanted food, I had to figure out how to get and
eat it without my hands (cuffed behind my back).... he was nice enough to
his slave to take off my hood so I could eat..... prior to that, only ice
cubes stuck in my mouth for moisture.
At dungeon closing, I was taken to a tent outside and cuffed, chained, and roped to a cot for the night. I didn't get the cuffs or Chastity belt off for the whole weekend. Early morning, before anyone else was up, I got bound to a steel chair in the yard and again tickled and tormented..... did I mention the torment part involved the Radio Controlled shocker in my CB..... used lots over the weekend.... I had never had it set over level four of eight.... but I had no control of the level and my Master wanted of see how far I could go.... would you believe eight?..... and my dancing was enjoyed by all... he kept lending out the control unit to others.....
back to the chair.... I was cuffed and padlocked to the chair... hands behind back.... feet off the ground, horse bridle and bit locked on head piece with the reigns from the bit down the back, under the chair and looped over my feet so when my feet moved, it pulled the bit. After about an hour of tickling and torment, I was told that I had 10 minutes to escape or I would be shocked many times....
Of course with the padlock and cuffs, escape was impossible :-), but he put the keys on top of my head.... I was able to drop them down my back to my hands to unlock the cuffs... but he kept shocking me trying to get me to drop the keys.... by this time some other were watching and getting a good laugh.
Breakfast was interesting, I was now wearing my "armbinder from hell" to go with the hobbles and CB. I was kneeling at the table awaiting pancakes.... I made the mistake of wanting syrup thinking I would be feed... wrong, the plate was put on the floor. I was so bound that I had a hard time getting to the plate, much less eating..... but I did manage.... a bit of a mess though, so I had to lick up the crumbs off the floor.... After breakfast, he wiped the syrup off my face.
The Dungeon opened again, and I was put back on the rack for a couple of hours of tickling and torment, then a short break for awards, then back to the rack. After a couple more hours on the rack we finished off the dungeon equipment check list (see pictures of some of the dungeon equipment at the tpe home page above) with me in a cage, then cuffed to the bars... hands and feet, four different points, then spider webbed with rope... as if I could escape, then again ordered to escape... or else..... level eight shock again....
but with the hand cuffed and padlocked to the cage bar at the sides behind my back separately, there was no way to unlock the padlock even with the key.... but he relented and unlocked the hands, then I had to get the rest loose.... not easy locked in a four foot square cage with your head out thought a hole at the top, sitting on a stool and the feet locked to the bars... oh, and not to forget the spider web of rope.... interesting.... er.... shocking experience.... but I did finely get out only to be locked to the whipping bench.
The dungeon closed at 6PM ending an unforgettable weekend.... Oh, I was named "dungeon slut" by TPE also at the awards presentation...... is there a trend developing here? So here I sit..... sort-of, with sour nipps, sour balls, and sour butt, very happy. This was only a brief version of all that happened. Please write me if you have any interest in playing with a "dungeon slut", Thanks
Elmo (still in sub space and very tickled) elmo@unix.tpe.com
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