Beat Me in St. Louis 2008.. OMG... I have a CRUSH

I know it's been a long time coming but I finally got the other half of My trip to Beat Me in St. Louis written. I have so many other blogs to do that I'm glad to have this one done. I had so much fun and I wanted to document it.

I thought it would be good to talk about this event itself first and then hit on some of the highlights. The most important thing to say is that I had a really good time and that I thought on the whole, things went really well.

The event organization was pretty good. They are really serious about security and no one is allowed into the conference area without a badge. The badges were nice and on lanyards so it wasn’t a problem if hopefully there was not enough clothes to clip it to. I’m not big on being naked BUT, I am all about the nakedness of others. The truth is that I find partially clothed bodies way more enticing.

Workshops and more

Ropes

I was really looking forward to the work shops. I have recently decided that ropes interest me so in addition to my own creative juices I have been seeking out instruction. Finn and I headed down stairs to the workshop area with my pink and purple rope in tow to learn a new tie and harness for a frame. As the presenter said, more dungeons have frames now. finn is over 6 feet so as I watched the guy tie this tiny teeny little size 0 woman, I had some apprehension and the look on finn’s face said he had some too. But I wasn’t going to be daunted by a little height differential. As I watched the demo I was making mental notes about the little changes I would have to make to accommodate the male physique and double the height and weight to accomodate My property.

We walked over to the spider frame which has a connect spot in the middle and is used mainly for suspension since in my opinion, the legs of the spider get in the way of whips, paddles and floggers. But, this was for learning how to tie a new harness to hold a slave still on a frame when you didn’t have leather restraints so I decided I could work out the problem with toys later. As I looked up, I noticed the attach point was too high for Me to reach and I made a mental note to see if there was some kind of short Mistress paraphernalia I could carry around in My toybag. For now I had a tall slave to solve the problem. I was also thinking about how andrew would do with this since he’s a rope slut. I successfully tied fin and tried it out by using My new singletail which is becoming more limber and easier to use. Now I just need to buy some more rope and add a few pieces of hardware. The tie actually worked out pretty well and did actually partially suspend finn which is what it was supposed to do. I think it will work very well with andrew.

Friday night's dungeon

Pretty Pony's and Hot trainers...
Friday night dungeon was the start of fantasies that have been entertaining me now for days or maybe I should say nights. When we walked in, the first thing I saw was a pretty pony girl prancing around and whinnying with a guy snapping a whip as she trotted in circles. I stood watching, transfixed. My boy seth loves pony play and started sending Me stories in hopes that I will play with him. We were actually co-writing a pony story. Maybe I'll finish that now. Seeing the pony girl really stirred an interest that had been building already. Her breasts were bouncing happily as she pranced around and whinnied excitedly. Her stamina was amazing. She truly seemed gleefully happy to be on the end of the lead clipped to her pretty bouncing halter.

For Me though it was the hand on the other end of the lead that caught My interest. It’s not often I feel drawn to a top. Look at Me using that word I detest but it just seems to be the right word in this context. There have been a couple of other times that I remember being attracted to a dominant. Like once at a TES meeting, I was looking down and I saw these silver tipped boots and as I followed the long legs up the torso, Flagg was at the other end. I nursed a crush for quite a while even though he pretty much pissed Me off every time He opened his mouth. The other time was Tone and I actually acted on that impulse and played with him for a while. It didn’t work of course, not just because I’m Dominant but because for him relationships are tinged with physical beauty and his desire for it and measured by his definition of beautiful and that requires a girl to be thin. After our very very short time together he moved on to Luna who really isn’t thin either but one never knows. I digress and that would probably make a very good blog later.

Back to the Pony Man Thankfully they kept up the prancing and whinnying for a long long time so I had time to study his body language and get a read. I know what makes Me good at what I do and the almost psychic ability I have of reading a stranger like a book is one of them. No doubt about it, this was a complicated fascinating person. Smiling but dangerous and under the surface and without ever speaking to him I sensed an underground river of sadistic desire. I couldn’t pinpoint if it was only to dole it out but I was pretty sure he’d spent his fair share of time on the bottom, not that I was wanting him in that way. I’m not sure what I was wanting from him, just that I knew that I had to make contact and would manage that somehow before I left.

I tore Myself away because finn was itching for My attention and I was anxious to put in some time with my single tail and My new favorite pink floggers. Silently I hoped that in the case of Pony boy (yes, I’m a fan of the movie), all that glitters would be gold. I found an open play space and pretty soon I was lost in a vacuum with My boy.

Saturday Workshops

Whipclass

The next morning I actually made the first workshop of the day and for those of you that know Me, this is a small miracle. I was hoping for a glance of Pony boy but alas no sightings were made. It’s OK, because I think the whip workshop was one of the best I've ever been to. I’m expanding these days from mostly liking leather restraints and paddles to the more refined areas of rope and whips and floggers. I happily jumped right in and as usual, garnered My share of attention from the whipmaster Roger Stevens who you can check out at www.singletailsinthescene.com . I was flirting, (I know, I know you are all shocked to hear this) and asking questions. Then during the hands on part of the workshop, a man I watched whip his slave the night before stepped up behind me and molded his body to mine. I couldn’t see him but he smelled smoky and his voice was gravely in My ear and he was so close I could feel his breath on my ear. I smiled, it felt good. A quiet simple, “like this” spoken in My ear and a soft but firm grip on My hand commanded My wrist putting it in motion and had My body catching the rhythm of the whip. Miraculously, the whip started to obey Me and well... I do so love to be obeyed. My slow smile turned to a grin from ear to ear as he pressed close. I was flushed and wet both from the jubilant elation of mastering a skill and from the strong confidant man propping Me up and offering instruction to the blond haired, blue eyed Mistress from New York with a Texas accent.

He stepped away and I felt suddenly disappointed. I looked over My shoulder at him with a flirty smile and met the satisfied smirk of a man that knows when he’s had a effect on a woman and maybe even a little more satisfaction to have done it with a Fem Dom. My eyes twinkled as I said, “Thank you Jerry.” And kept the whip moving as I listened to Roger and tried to soak up his obvious expertise. From now on that smoky cigarette smell with invoke that thrill in My body.

Branding...oh boy!

The next workshop was branding and although this was something I have wanted to experience for a while, I didn’t identify well with the Mistress leading the workshop. She was obviously very good and I did learn about three different kinds of branding. Finn got up and went outside when the girl laid down on the table. It’s not that he’s a pussy, he just has an issue with women receiving pain, even it they want it. After I thought he was ok, I moved forward so I could see better and watched a few strikes of the hot metal. I’ve only been mildly interested but you never know for sure when the desire to smell burning flesh might manifest so in this case, a little more knowledge cant hurt. I've even looked at My crest since then trying to figure out how many strikes it would take to get a good brand and will hmmmmmmmmmmm… I think I might have to add a pain slut to My chain to get a slave that could wear My brand. They are a pain in the ass so it probably isn’t worth it. I don’t like it that with a pain slut, getting the pain takes precedence over ME.

Back to Pony boy.. yea, you knew I'd get back to him...

After the branding workshop and a nice dinner and glass of wine, I was looking forward to some time in the dungeon with finn. I was tired but not to tired I wanted to pass up a chance wo play with My slut. Plus, I knew there was going to be several cool scenes and “he” was going to be there. Now, I knew who “he” was. Earlier in the rope workshop the presenter said excitedly, “Lee Harrington is here! He’s on vacation so just here to have fun and not to teach but will probably be playing tonight.” I said that was great but how would I know who he was. Now keep in mind that up to now, I was kicked back with My feet up and only mildly interested. The guy asked if I had been at the dungeon the night before and I said I had. “Well,” he said, “ He was working a pony girl on a lead all night.” I lit up like a light bulb and My feet hit the floor as I leaned forward as they talked about Lee. I smiled to Myself, formulating a plan and knew that I wanted to make sure I had a conversation with him and to learn more about him. Also, I wanted to see if I still felt a connection.

Convo with Pony boy/Lee Harrington http://www.passionandsoul.com/

Later that night, I was on the lookout and when Lee came in I was ready. I approached him with My most winning smile, the one that beckons and says, I'm someone you want to talk to. We talked and I told him how much I enjoyed the pony scene and how impressed I was with the pretty pony girl and her stamina. I said My slut had enjoyed watching her breasts swing when she pranced and he laughed. This conversation is when I realized for sure that Lee either was or had been a woman. I was thrilled and excited and knew for sure I had a new crush. As we talked for quite some time, there was a really nice click and I was surprised to find out that we had mutual acquaintances. Lee knew Lolita! I think he said he'd been in service to her. This was something My devious mind was very excited to find out since it meant that maybe Lee would be coming to New York! There are many opportunities for training classes here so who knows? What I do know is that I enjoyed talking to Lee and also watching the scene he did later with the Pony girl and one of those spider things I spoke of earlier. Lee, if you are out there... I'm sure we are not finished with our encounter... I just know these things and I'm rarely wrong.