My First Visit to Folsom Street Fair (1999)
i made my way through the crowd and waited while a female submissive received a brief flogging. While waiting, i was required to remain in the on deck area. The nearby crowd could see that i would be the next person to receive a public flogging. i hoped that i would not be photographed. When my turn came, i was directed to remove my shirt. my brief running shorts were suddenly pulled down by one of the Mistresses, briefly exposing my cock and balls to the crowd. She had not realized that i was naked beneath my shorts. The back of my shorts were then pulled up, completely exposing my buttocks. In front of this huge crowd, i was practically naked. Only my genitals and my feet were concealed from the crowd’s gaze. The three Mistresses could see that my buttocks had been well-marked by a cane quite recently and commented approvingly. Leather cuffs were then tightly buckled around both of my wrists, which were then fastened high upon the X frame so that i stood very tall. One of the Mistresses tried to fasten clover-claps to my recently-tortured nipples, but found them too prominent to hold the clamps. It was then announced to the crowd that i would be the first person to receive a "Mistress’ choice" flogging, and that all three of the Mistresses would participate. The three Mistresses (two of whom were unusually beautiful and statuesque and wore tall platform sandals which displayed their brightly painted toenails) went to work.
To warm me up, my shoulders and buttocks were reddened by hand
spankings—then the flogging began. The crowd cheered and urged that i be flogged harder. One of the Mistresses noted my slim build and remarked that i must be a runner. my facial reactions were closely observed and described to the crowd. It was clear that i could endure more pain and so the intensity of the flogging was increased. As i was flogged, I could move only my head. i looked down and saw the shadow of the tallest Mistress as she repeatedly reared back to strike my shoulders and buttocks.
For days afterward, i bore the marks of my first public flogging.
To warm me up, my shoulders and buttocks were reddened by hand
spankings—then the flogging began. The crowd cheered and urged that i be flogged harder. One of the Mistresses noted my slim build and remarked that i must be a runner. my facial reactions were closely observed and described to the crowd. It was clear that i could endure more pain and so the intensity of the flogging was increased. As i was flogged, I could move only my head. i looked down and saw the shadow of the tallest Mistress as she repeatedly reared back to strike my shoulders and buttocks.
For days afterward, i bore the marks of my first public flogging.
7 years ago