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Our 7th Anniversary : I’m collared & named!

As those of you who have followed this blog and also my twitter account @DT_BRI may have noticed, I’ve changed my details to Pup Zalo.    My journey of me being a pup only started a year ago with a playful session with @pupparker when he was at Folsom, but its something that I’ve associated with more and more on the kink side in both of my switch roles as a pup and when I am in the mood, as a handler.   When playing in kink, I prefer a more teasing, playful and sexual approach to leather and rubber, so the pup head-space really fits with my sexual personality.   Although my search for a pup of my own, so I am also a full time handler, still continues I’ve been working up to playing in pup head-space for more and more time this year, and at Folsom it ended up with me spending the day as  a pup to my Sir.

My new pup chain and lock

My new pup chain and lock

On the morning of our 7th Anniversary on October 13th, I awoke to the lovely present of a locked collar and chain from my hubby and Sir, along with the new name.

I love it,  I didn’t expect it, and the name Zalo is derived from the latin name for a sealion “Zalophus Californianus ”.      When I was in San Francisco, we went to Pier 39 where there were a family of sealions (around 60 or so of them) all living on the jetty.    I was mesmerised by them, not only because they were beautiful to look at, but because of their interactions between themselves in larger crowds.    The younger “pups” were all extremely playful and very adept at wrestling with each other and so kind and loving at the same time.   I commented at the time that this was the type of pup play I most associated with, as puppies in the form of canine pups always seem a little but more independent of each other, and less rubber like too!

I’m proud of my name, and I look forward to pupping out in both leather and rubber soon.     I’ve not really had  a chance to be pupped out and in pup head space since Folsom, so six weeks on and I’m desperate for a good pup  session in my Zalo headspace.   Having recently sat through the pup-play course at Bristol Leather Weekend (review coming soon) I do feel day by day more pup like in the things I do and the interactions that I have with people too.    *licks* to you all ;)

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1st Kinksters KINK night

Its not often that you meet honest genuine people as friends, but back at Manchester Pride, we had  the fortune to bump into the Kinksters at their stall in the marketplace.    I bought a couple of items from them, including some poppers and a neoprene hood (which to this day I meant to post up a review here, but still haven’t gotten round to it).

Dave and @puppymylo are such a good couple together, and we’ve had them over for dinner (being local Wrexham men), and a game of “Cards Against Humanity” together, which was a good ice breaker to get to know them better.    But they told us they were organising a new kink based event, called simply KINK, at a venue they had discovered in Birkenhead.

KINK logo

KINK logo

 

Now having grown up on the Wirral, it would be the last place I would have expected a kinky event to be held, but this venue is a licensed sex club (http://www.townhouseswingers.co.uk/), catering to the straight and mixed kink venue, and they were trying to organise their very first male only event at the venue.     The tickets were cheap enough at only £8 when preordered through their website www.kinsters.co.uk and they were also trying to organise transport for those travelling from further afield (from Manchester) where the kinksters usually congregate.

We got to the venue around 7, and although there had been half an hour for newbies to arrive and feel comfortable just before this, there were quite a lot of people there already.    The hosts, gave us a great tour of all the facilities, which consisted of

  • a jacuzzi area, with jacuzzi and shower
  • bar with seating ,
  • lounge room with a stage and kinksters shop
  • locker room and bathroom
  • orgy room (essentially very large bed matting in a large room), with voyeur gallery
  • a large play room with cage, and lots of equipment
  • private rooms for play each with equipment
  • dungeon area with 3 cells and rack tables and assorted cages
The Dungeon place space area

The Dungeon place space area

The venue itself is simply amazing.  When you consider that the only other experiences like this are normally private apartments that you would rent for yourself, or larger play parties that invariably only happen outside of the UK in Berlin, then there are enough rooms in this venue to play out any kink scene you desire with people involved or not.     I particularly liked the cages and cells, but did not get chance to spend any time in them.   You could pay to stay over in them, and this is something I’d seriously like to do, cages with another pup as I’ve stayed overnight in a tight cell when we hired the Hoist apartment in Berlin, and loved it.

The staff were amazing.  So friendly and welcoming (such a difference when you realise how the staff behind the bar at Alert treat you for example).

The evening was kicked off very socially with Sister Jacqui (a regular on the Manchester scene) organising Porno Bingo.   For the nervous and people who had arrived on their own, this was  a good ice breaker to make everyone feel at ease, and held in the lounge area.   And having won a couple of prizes early on,  the value of the tickets to get in was easily covered by the 2 Triga DVD’s and Kinsters calendar that I walked away with at the end of the evening (one kindly won by Sir).    In between rounds, they introduced the demo’s, which I think people were quite nervous at first of doing (with a crowd) but they soon eased into the event.    There was a rope harness demo, and a fucking machine demo that I witnessed, both interesting.

There were lots of familiar guys there that I recognised from both Recon and the Slaveboys.com website.   I’d only joined the Slaveboys.com website a night or so earlier, so hadn’t really gotten chance to talk to anyone on there before the meet up.  There were also quite a few guys who were obvious newbies and others that looked very at ease with kink (including one guy called Mathew, who was just stood there for a lot of the night in a leather jock, and who I spotted being hooded in the dungeon but then left, who was drop dead gorgeous that I have yet to find on any kink social media site but hope to see again – pure eye candy!)

The only slight problem was that the event was only on 7 thru 1am, so the bingo did take up a lot of play time to finish, but it wasn’t like anyone was held or tied up to stay there and Sister Jacqui is so engaging it was a pleasure to be there.        Sir indicated that he wanted to take me to play after round 2, so we headed to the basement dungeon area, where I was tied up in a rope harness first and then onto a bench on my back, then wrapped up in black palette wrap whilst he played with my arse.  There was a young guy on the rack next to me, being stretched by a few masters, and I could hear people coming in and out from the stairs.    I was really nervous however with lots of new people who came in and out the dungeon during the session, a photographer hanging around, doubts about my own cleanliness and a whole load of other headfucking thoughts that were passing through my mind, as I lay there bound and unable to move.   Sir picked up on the fact I wasn’t comfortable, even though I was enjoying the scene itself immensely and we retired upstairs, but I had annoyed him again,  and I suppose I need to learn to trust him more in these settings than my mind allows me to sometimes.

We chilled and socialised upstairs and chatted to a couple of guys (both sexy as hell) that we had chatted to on Recon.    But after another hour of socialising and chilling, Sir was tired so we left the venue just before midnight.

To sum up the evening, the crowd is a hell of a lot friendlier than an event held in Manchester.   In other kink club event, people stand around and look.  Here, everyone was engaging and social – a real difference and one I’d recommend to newbies.    But with the array of equipment and the setting itself, there are a whole load of scenes that you can play out.  The sub in me would  love to try watersports in the toilet area, the cells, the cages, being stretched on the rack and more pupping out at the event – but even as a top I have a strong urge to get other subs trying out all of that equipment at my beckoning.   I cant wait for the next event.  Tickets are already booked, and there are still some tickets left so check out www.thekinksters.co.uk for more details.

I apologise for the lack of actual pics of us, but cameras are not allowed except for the official photographer, so if pics do surface, I’ll add them at a later date :)

Everyone at Zsa Zsa Burger

Folsom Europe Berlin 2014 : Day Six (Sun)

It was another late start, given that we were out till the very early hours, but today we were looking forward to meeting up with the Tskinpack for a Sunday lunch.     There was also a foot-fetish event on at New Action that we planned to go (but never made, given the better events that took place!).

Everyone at Zsa Zsa Burger

Everyone at Zsa Zsa Burger

We met up with the gang at Zsa Zsa Burger, a great restaurant in the gay village which cooks fresh burgers.   We’d already eaten here twice over the weekend, and I had no problem going back again as the food is amazing.  Its definitely worth stopping at, if you are ever in Berlin.   The staff are also great though, and they happily took a picture of the entire gang on the table we managed to sit at.     I really enjoyed meeting the other friends of the Tskinpack too (all sexy as hell, as you’d expect), as I follow most of them via Twitter, but its great just meeting and being able to  put names and faces to people, especially when you’ve followed their exploits for so long.

It was during the meal that we got invited to go to with the pack to Quaelgeist somewhere that I’d always wanted to go, but didn’t really know where it was, so it was great to be invited to go with them.    We immediately decided to forgo the foot-fetish event, and I was totally excited to get to go.    Its a play-space on the other side of Berlin to where the main Folsom event takes place,  but with a great set of facilities, bar, changing rooms and quiet room.

We hurried back to the apartment to get ready, but in my haste I didn’t really have time to make sure that I was properly clean (something that I would come to regret later on, having eaten a large meal in Zsa Zsa).     It takes me a good hour or so to get ready properly and make sure I’m ready for any good anal play (any tips greatly received – as ive still not mastered this at the grand old age of 41), and Sir is expects a super-clean boy.

We met the pack (@Tskinboot @superpup6901 @sme14 @omegapuplink) and jumped on a bus to get to the venue, something I’d probably not remember again, but it  wasn’t too far a journey. I did have the directions scrawled down on a napkin, which got sweaty and blurry in my pocket!   On arrival there was a queue and it was busy, but it only took around 30 minutes to get inside, and it was reassuring to see that they weren’t letting the venue get too packed, and they were managing the changing area properly.

The corridor to the main play-spac area

The corridor to the main play-spac area

The venue is great.   A quick tour around showed that the venue had so much equipment.   It has a reception and changing area with lockers that lead through to a chill out area with mats on the floor, and a main bar area, which then lead through to the bathrooms and a large open playroom area with all the equipment, and sling rooms off to the sides, and then a set of stairs up to more play space (and mats) and a set of lockable cages.       This was all total sensory overload, as the venue was really really busy with lots of people and so we got a drink and found a quiet place in the chill out area to relax before we went exploring.

This was my first outing in public for the rubber surf-suit that I’d purchased from Expectations, along with my new pup hand and knee pads, with the new rubber hood too that I’d gotten from Gear earlier in the week.      The play started by Sir trying to find a quiet place to put me in a rope harness, but the only quiet space were the kneeling mats (because of headroom) up the stairs.     As he put the harness on it, me gave me a great view of the

The cages to lock up boys, subs and pups ;)

The cages to lock up boys, subs and pups ;)

lads being locked in the cages opposite, but after about 15 minutes or so, I realised that I had no feeling at all in the right hand side of my shoulder, arms, hands and that my legs too (as I was kneeling down) were also going numb.    I’m not sure if its just my body and the way it is, but I always feel worried when I lose circulation at all, but I suppose this comes with rope-play.   I told Sir, which I think upset him as its never nice when you’ve spent so much time getting something right, only to have to undo it all before then getting to play with your sub.      His harnesses are getting better and better too.

Then on the way back towards the bar, there was a spare space in the sling area, so Sir got me into the sling, restrained my arms and legs, and unzipped the surf suit for access to my cock and arse.    The feeling of the air suddenly hitting your private areas after they had been encased in rubber, was amazing, but I found it really difficult to relax into the session in public as I knew I hadn’t prepared properly, and so I felt I let Sir down again in terms of playing.       Someone told me recently that for good sex, you have to “know your arse”…   I have some getting to know sessions still to perform.

After a chillout session back in the room, we caught back up with the Tskin pack who had been having fun, and because a few hours had passed, we decided to head back to get ready and then go out for a few drinks back at Prinznecht.        I was disappointed to leave, but look forward to going back there sometime when it is less busy (maybe  at Christmas when we are over there)

Getting back home, we met back up with Ben and the boys and headed out to Prinznecht.  This was my favourite night out of the weekend, as I had gotten a little drunk, but it was also good to get to hang out with the Tskin pack a little more in the bar socially, and I got to pup out a little with @superpup6901 for lots of licks and snogs and then, my favourite part of the weekend, was getting to be at the socked feet of @tskinboot.   Foot worship puts me totally in a submissive mood, from a positional and scent perspective it just pushes every button in my mind to obey a Sir.       In this instance, I got to suck in the sweet smell of very used socks, and then the pleasure of lacing back up boss’s boots afterwards.

Hugging and snogging superpup at the end of te night..  Arf!

Hugging and snogging superpup at the end of te night.. Arf!

After this, my Sir revealed that he had given @superpup6901 his sweaty jock from the gym sessions in the week, so I also then got to tussle with pup to get it back off him.   I managed this successfully (those holds and moves in kickboxing really do pay off when in a tussle!), but I was happy to give it back to let him enjoy given that I am a sharing kind of pup!

This was an excellent end to our Folsom weekend, as the next day we were getting up and heading off back home to Liverpool on our Easyjet flights.      In all, I enjoyed the Folsom weekend and look forward to the next one, and hopefully sharing  a a lot more time with some wonderful friends that we have.   It was a year of firsts for me, and I hope that I can settle into some of the head-spaces that I have created and explore them further, both as a pup and also with people I’ve just scratched the surface of getting to know.    Fin.

The 4 of us at Folsom

Folsom Europe Berlin 2014 : Day Five (Sat)

The Saturday is the main day of the Folsom Europe events.     Outside of Prinzknecht on the street, they close off the main area for the street fair, consisting of a couple of stages, lots of stands and beer tents for the bar.   Entry is via a voluntary donation to the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence who collect at the gates.

Getting ready to pup out

Getting ready to pup out

I had been considering all week what I would wear out to the event, or even if I’d be going out in a dom or submissive role.    I hadn’t been in the best of moods when I woke up on Saturday morning, as a long week was starting to take its toll on my energy levels, but I had a bit of a longer lie in than usual, as the boys wanted to go out and do even more shopping (like they hadn’t had enough!) to get some further items to wear.    This meant they didn’t return until 1′ish and the festival was in full swing when we arrived at 2.     I wore my new neoprene trousers and neoprene vest with my boots and NastyPig socks, and went immediately to a stall selling gear that Ben had noticed had some puppy mitts and knee pads that I’d been looking for all throughout our trip.   The McHurt gear was amazingly well constructed, and really cheap so I purchased it straight away when Sir said that I’d look good in it, and that he had plans to make sure I pupped out.      I tried it on at the stall, and then was told to get down so that I could be hooded right there and then.

Sat waiting for Sir

Sat waiting for Sir

Walking through the crowd in my puppy gear, as a pup was immense.   I was so proud to be lead by Sir through the crowds, as he looked amazing as usual in his Langlitz gear drawing lots of attention.     We spent most of the time outside of the shop this year, which always proves cheaper to buy beer from, but also had a row of benches outside this year, so as a group we could all have somewhere to meet back.   My highlights were watching Sir flog a boy in front of me.     I didn’t play in the pup area, but that was mainly down to not knowing any of the pups there.

Shot taken of Chris from Flickr

Shot taken of Chris from Flickr

The boys also all looked fantastic in their gear, especially Chris and Ben who both wore chaps out, and got a lot of attention with people taking pics constantly and discreetly when they could. Chris’s tattoo’s definitely made me want to consider having some done in the future.

The day seemed to go really quickly, although I have found a couple of video’s on Youtube that really sum up the day, and have a few shots of us on too, if you keep watching them closely!

Youtube Video 1
Youtube Video 2

Meeting Superpup during the daytme

Meeting Superpup during the daytme

In the evening, Ben and Chris went off to Pig, which we decided to avoid, purely because the venue had changed and Sir would have been comparing the venue to old vaults that we used to get to play in.     However, we stayed around Woof, where I stayed in pup mode as we met lots of friends, and then had fun in the darkroom, where I had my best blow-job of the entire weekend, and was told a few secrets that I will take with me to my pup bed….

Our gang before getting on the boat

Folsom Europe Berlin 2014 : Day Four (Fri)

We had a really late morning on the Friday,  which was needed, as we knew the weekend was going to be a hectic one, so it was good to chill out and have a lie in, although a lot of time was spent relaxing on our balcony with coffee and admiring the steady stream of cute guys walking down towards the gay shops and bars!

In the afternoon we headed out for a wander to get some money and stopped off in Prinznecht for a couple of drinks, where we met up with a lot of our friends from Manchester we meet on a regular basis.  Gary and Paul, and Gary and Joe are great guys and we really enjoy their company.   They are the life and soul of any event that we go to, and we have such a laugh when we are with them.    The really cute bartender was also tending and waiting on outside, so it was another opportunity for me to ogle at him too.

Our gang before getting on the boat

Our gang before getting on the boat

All of the boys were planning to go on the boat trip too, so we arranged to meet up with them and all head there together.   The boat trip is organised annually before Folsom by Scheune bar, and hats off to them as its one of the nice social events of the weekend and a change to meet people that you’ve not met before (or maybe have, but not spoken to!)     It meant getting a load of taxi’s there, but a convenient taxi rank outside Gary and Joe’s hotel, meant this would be where we all met up.

IMG_2356The boat ride is a great social event.  Not only do you get to see a fair amount of Berlin, but its great to be cruising along the river on a boat full of leathermen, waving at the passers by.     I was very up for the game of seeing how many passers by we could get to wave back to us.    This soon caught on quite quickly, and its very difficult I beleive not to wave back when someone is deliberately waving directly at you.      I managed to consume quite a few Becks Lemon whilst on the boat, which is probably my favourite new drink.   I usually drink lager, but it becomes a bit same-ish and this was quite refreshing, but meant that I was a little tipsy!

Helicopter Salute!

Helicopter Salute!

As we got to the amazing parliamentary building in the centre of Berlin, was also encountered a helicopter coming into land.   We imagined that it probably had someone really important like Angela Merkel on it, so we all made sure that we saluted.    I can only imagine what she thought as they landed really close-by to the river, but Ben did manage to capture a great shot of me saluting.

The boat trip started at 6pm, and finished around 10pm.   It was slightly late, mainly due to the boat being held up at a lock.      However, getting home afterwards was something of a chore, as you in effect then have over a hundred people at the Park all trying to get over to the other side of the city, with no form of organised transport to get you back, other than fighting over cabs.

We had a few quiet drinks after we got back, but we didn’t want too late a night given that the next day was going to be the main day.

The full gang heading out to the Dungeon Party

Folsom Europe Berlin 2014 : Day Three (Thu)

Having the apartment for our trip is really good, as it means that we can also save a bit of cash on eating out (as well as it working out cheaper for accommodation) by cooking meals in the fully equipped kitchen, and there’s a nice large dining table for 8 to sit around.     We were expecting to be joined by our final house guests Vaughan and Richard in the evening, so Ben volunteered to cook everyone a meal, ready for when they arrived.    This meant we needed to take a short trip to the supermarket, but luckily there was one nearby in the next street.

On our way to the market, we bumped into the Tskinpack who were just arriving at their hotel 2 doors down from the market.   I was so pleased to see them, as its seemed ages since we saw them last in London, but was really pleased to see SuperPup (@superpup6901) which I think was definitely my pup side shining through, as I realised that I don’t have that many pup friends at all (if any) and being in the company of other pups makes me a whole lot more relaxed about getting into pup space.  The three of them are also really nice guys, something I am drawn to on the scene.    They were planning to get their heads down and head off to the skin event later on, so I thought that it would be cool to  meet up with them, and I just happened to have my skin gear packed with me!

When we got back to the apartment, Chris, Ben and Tony wanted to head back off to the gym again, and ventured out – I stayed in the apartment catching up on some FTL time on my Ipad.

Me in my skin gear

Me in my skin gear

After getting changed into my skin gear for the day, and waiting for the others to arrive back, both Chris and Ben wanted to nip out to go shopping again, as they were both still looking for gear to wear over the weekend.   So I tagged along with Tony to show them where the other shops were that we hadn’t explored yet, stopping once again at the coffee shop for a bit of lunch first!

Logo that reminded me of @deadliftbear :)

Logo that reminded me of @deadliftbear :)

Our first stop was to Boxer, a new fetishwear shop in Berlin, but a brand that has been going a long time in Barcelona.   They sell leather and rubber but also a lot of sportswear and skin branded gear.     Whilst there I was reminded of @deadliftbear again when a T-shirt pretty much branding his image reminded me of him.   I would have purchased it, but they only had small sizes left :( –  I really hope that he can make next year, as its a great social event.

We then headed to the used military surplus store on the corner, where you’ll find a whole host of new and used gear.   There was  a lot of trying on of stuff here, and Tony and Ben ended up buying German cargo trousers.   The only reason they liked them were the dual german-style zips resembling lederhosen.   We met a couple of cute kiwi guys in the changing rooms too, who Ben would later meet in Connections.

And then onto SlingKing, which really sells harnesses, straps (a bit of leather clothing) but as the name suggests lots of slings and toys.    It was in here I spotted something that I’ve wanted for a while, a leg harness, and it was blue so I purchased one to go with my plain leather jeans as they have no piping.    Again, I may do a review of this later.

After here,  Ben and Chris headed off back to the apartment (Ben wanted to start cooking for the evening) but I persuaded Tony to nip into Scheune with me so that we could see if the skin party was still on and have a quick drink before heading back.     Sure enough, the event was still going and Scheune was  a hell of a lot more busier than it had been for the puppy event!      We re-met the Tskinpack in there too, with some of their other friends and had a really enjoyable few drinks chatting with them and catching up, and I got a good few cuddles from SuperPup which were more than appreciated!

Some sort of soup!

Some sort of soup!

We had to head off though around 7 to get back for the meal Ben was preparing, and to meet our final house-guests who were due to arrive around 8.      Ben did everyone proud cooking a lovely meal that for me started with a soup (there was camembert for everyone else which I don’t like, followed by an amazing risotto, which filled us up for the night ahead.

We had all decided to go to Connections, the large club that is next-door to Prinzknect that I’d never been in.     They were hosting the “Dungeon Party” as the first big club night of the official events, and at only 10 Euro to get in, we decided this would be a good place for us all to go, and see what the club was like.

Dungeon Party @ Connections Flyer

Dungeon Party @ Connections Flyer

On arrival at around 11pm, it was apparent that it was still quiet.  The dancefloor and bar area upstairs were almost dead, and we headed downstairs to what appears to be a small playroom area and a bar, which was really busy and had quite a few people in it, but it was really difficult to find a space for the 8 of us to stand together and to take in our surroundings.    There was a lone sling in there, being heavily used, toilets and a bit of seating around the edges of the playroom area, and we hung around in there at the bar for about an hour or so.

The full gang heading out to the Dungeon Party

The full gang heading out to the Dungeon Party

I was just about to get fed up of the place, when suddenly it felt like letting out time as the volumes of people around us dropped, and in a few minutes Ben realised that they had actually opened up a larger playing space at the back of the downstairs area that we didnt realise was there….   the playspace was brilliant, lots of different areas, more slings, and then a set of stairs going to a further playspace area upstairs we had missed altogether when we entered the bar.     There were areas for piss play (with bath), a flogging area, private booths and large orgy matting area.    With this new place-space open it changed completely the atmosphere in there, and we could all stand together and then go off and play in the various areas, so we stayed in there for a few more hours.     I had gone out totally in dom headspace and dressed in my leathers, so I had a wander and had some fun.  I think if we did this party again, the tip would be to go to the bars first and turn up after midnight.

Rubber Hood, Straight-jacket and suspension in Blackstyle @ GEAR

Folsom Europe Berlin 2014 : Day Two (Wed)

I’d forgotten that Hauke was arriving early in the morning,  but I’d woken around 9am anyway and Hauke rang the apartment door just after 9.   It was really good to see him again, as we haven’t seen him since he came over and stayed in February.    Tony met him in Copenhagen airport around 3 years ago, and we’ve been friends since sharing a bottle of champaign .

After catching up, Tony and Ben wanted to go and investigate a local gym (to which Hauke tagged along  also) which allowed pay-per-visit membership.   I really didn’t have the energy or motivation to go, so instead I decided to head into the main city centre to do some quick shopping.

The main street of shops is only a quick 10 mins walk from where were staying, and as usual I wanted to check out the sports shops for kit.        I usually end up buying some footy socks or a shirt whenever I visit somewhere on holiday, but this time my trip to the sports shops really annoyed me.      For a starter, I have no problem with a shop having lots of staff, but when no-one in the shop offers any help and stand around talking, it drives me insane.   And secondly, every model in the two shops (Adidas and Nike) that I visited had gear that then wasn’t available in a large size, or at all!

The bombed out church in central Berlin

The bombed out church in central Berlin

I saved the trip by visiting the Starbucks and then getting to see that all the scaffolding from the bombed out church had been removed following restoration  work that has taken place, but they didn’t restore any of the damage caused by it being bombed.

I headed back to the apartment to catch up with everyone around 3, but we decided to check out the new coffee shop on the corner of Motzstrasse that has opened since the last time we visited.   Its a great little independent and has some really nice food too, so it was nice to see

Enjoying the new coffee shop

Enjoying the new coffee shop

the place so busy over the Folsom weekend and it is ideally placed for the gay scene and meeting people.      The apple strudel was to die for, and we denied that we were going to be making a lot more visits to the place over the forthcoming days.

Afterwards, we decided to go and check out GEAR.   This store is a great fashion and fetish shop, and the place where I have bought a lot of nasty-pig gear and tshirts in the past.    I wanted to visit it early, otherwise it has a tendancy to sell out of the popular gear as they get closer to the weekend.

Rubber Hood, Straight-jacket and suspension in Blackstyle @ GEAR

Rubber Hood, Straight-jacket and suspension in Blackstyle @ GEAR

What I hadn’t realised was that BLACKSTYLE  another famous rubber shop in Berlin (but over on the East side of the city) has now opened a concession in their basement area.      Upon walking down the stairs, you were immediately greeted with a suspended rubber dummy in an amazing hood and sleepsack.      Again, a really nice assistant working the basement area asked if I wanted to try on the hood that I was eagerly checking out on display as there was only 1 XL there on the hook, so I did and decided to purchase it there and then.   I don’t own any rubber hoods, but this is great with its fitted gag and eye-piece.     I may do a review in a further post.

I purchased a pup T-shirt with a bone on it, and some Nasty-pig socks on sale (making up for the earlier mornings wasted trip).

In Dogs we Trust Event Flyer

In Dogs we Trust Event Flyer

We then needed to head back fairly quickly as Tony and I were going to head to Scheune fairly early at 6pm for the “In Dogs We Trust” event that was being held.    Having never been to a specific pup event before, I was really nervous and I wasn’t sure what to expect or how many people would be in Scheune.    When we arrived at 6.30, there was only 2 pups and their handlers at the event, so I was a bit more nervous until Tony took the time to allow me to have a drink, and then get changed slowly into my mitts.      After I’d finished I was masked and I happily knelt at his side obediently whilst he finished his drink.     It was reassuring for him to be patting me on the head and helped me get into pup space.   The event was being organised by a large german man and his bear-pup who sat by the bar most of the night, and I felt a bit sorry for Sir that the event wasnt really that social as no-one engaged with him to talk about anything during the event.   There was also a skinhead handler and his very attractive pup in his early twenties who spent a lot of time playing with the toys, before later in the evening gettting to play with another young skinhead pup who arrived around 8′ish and they started to play together in the play area.     It was amazing to watch, but I felt happier and safer being at Sir’s side.    I got to have a solo play in the play area, and was made to fetch a couple of the toys.   Because I had my hood on though, I could only knock the toys in the general direction back to Sir, or squeek them as commanded.     I ended up having a really good time, and was pleased that we went, but had hoped that it would have more pups and handlers being more social.    I think the fact it was early in the Folsom week calendar certainly didn’t help (as there were a lot more pups around later in the week)

Our first group night out

Our first group night out

We headed home around 8.30, and then met with Chris who was flying over on the simarly times Easyjet flight that we’d gotten the day before.     We wanted to make sure that we then all headed out for the evening together as a group, so we headed down to New Action first, and then went to the Mutschmanns opening night party.

New Action was good.   It wasnt too busy when we arrived so we managed to get a seat for us all at the back.    We met Bedrick from Manchester and his friends from the bar in there, including Asad who looked incredibly good in his gear.   He was a bit drunk, as he couldn’t remember who were were when we then met him in Mutschmanns later!

Mutschmanns doesn’t really disappoint.  You get exactly what you ask for on the tin.   Its a small’ish bar area, changing room and smoking room upstairs, and then there’s a play area in the basement.    For me, however the venue was far too crowded for me to enjoy downstairs.     I get really claustrophobic when I cant see, the area is very dark and sweaty and just a mass of bodies, and that’s how it was for the opening party.   I enjoyed being upstairs at the bar a lot more and chatting to people, and watching Ben and Chris experience the venue for the first time, specially as it is a lot different to Alert!

Tony, Ben and I in Prinzknecht

Folsom Europe Berlin 2014 : Day One (Tue)

Folsom is the highlight of my fetish calendar each year, and it was at Folsom Europe last year that I met Robert and my foray into pup-play was started.   A year on, and I’ve really started to take hold of my submissive side and indulge in it a lot more in a pup role, and although I still haven’t been officially named and tagged, I was looking forward to this Folsom more than I have over previous years.

Flying out over Liverpool

Flying out over Liverpool

We got to Liverpool Airport for our usual Easyjet transfers across to Berlin.   Tony, Ben and I were sat together in the middle of the plane in the extra legroom seats which helps a lot when travelling with them.    The flights are SO cheap when booked in advance, and I think we ended up paying around £80 return when booking 8 months in advance.

We had booked the apartment we stayed in 2 years ago again, and invited friends over to join us.  I was gutted that Robert and Stephen couldn’t join us from Seatle, but we will get plenty of time to meet up with them in future I hope.      We had Vaughan and Richard able to join us in their place, and then in the singles room (so called because its a room with 4 single beds) we had 3 guys join us – Chris, Hauke and Ben.     It was Ben and Chris’s first Folsom and both were pretty eager to experience it.     We did miss Tom however, who was due to be the 4th person in the room, but had to drop out last minute.

Tony, Ben and I in Prinzknecht

Tony, Ben and I in Prinzknecht

On arrival, Ben, Tony and I got to the apartment around 9.30pm so our first night was a quiet one, and we decided to just head to  Prinzknecht the main focal bar during the Folsom event.   It wasnt too busy in there when we arrived, so we took a seat at a table, and then the cutest bar-tender came over to take our drinks order.    He had such a cute smile, and I made sure that I left him a large tip at the end of the night, which reaped dividends during the remainder of the weekend when trying to get served and being able to get his attention and just to see that smile again!

I love the Prinzknecht bar there, as it is just a lovely atmosphere and the staff are usually really friendly, although they have a totally manic week in the lead up and over the Folsom weekend, so hats-off to them for the hours that they work and the effort that they put into the celebrations.

Mutschmanns is the other main fetish bar and club that we frequent, but this was closed on the Tuesday night, and was obviously getting ready for the pandemonium of the following days.    So we decided to and have a quick drink in New Action, our other favourite bar on the way home.   It was pretty quiet too, but still had a few people out in leather and kink gear in there.

We decided to call it a day and head back for a fairly earlyish night around 1am, so that we could get some sleep to prepare for the exciting few days ahead…

Suspended in the leather straight-jacket for the 1st time

A weekend with 2 Masters

Darren dressed in his uniform

Darren dressed in his uniform

We’ve met some pretty amazing people in our lives, and recently met an amazing guy (@deadliftbear) who we wanted to get to know more closely.   He’s just discovering that he wants to learn a lot more about what being  a master means and to take him on a journey to be a better master within the kink scene.

At a recent alert,  I was happily lead and handled by him in pup mode which I found amazing, so Tony  happily invited him to come over for a weekend to help him learn some rope tricks, and for us to get to know him better.

After picking him up from Chester station and having a quick lunch, our initial thoughts on just how genuine and nice a person he is, again proved how lucky we are to meet really good people when we are out on the scene, but he is a true gem.

I was pretty much in the hands of my Sirs for two days, being used as a model for various rope work and positioning.  Something I hadn’t experienced before.

Day 1 consisted of teaching basic rope knots and harnesses.  I found it a pleasure to be used as a model to demonstrate the varying rope lines, but found it difficult to try and not help or interject and was punished a couple of times for smiling and laughing when things went wrong.  I wasn’t laughing at them going wrong but when 2 masters are smiling at each other and are so engaging in what they are doing, its difficult not to empathise and to know your place.   There were also some things demonstrated (whipping/spanking) that I am not too keen on, but was really turned on by being used as a demonstration model and definitely enjoyed it a lot more than I expected too.

Suspended in the leather straight-jacket for the 1st time

Suspended in the leather straight-jacket for the 1st time

Day 2 consisted of a repeat of techniques to make sure that everything from the previous day had been remembered.   I love being in rope, as its a great way to feel restricted and at the mercy of a master.   At the end of the tieing session, I was then used by my Sir for the first time in a suspension scene using our leather straight jacket.   The jacket does have lots of suspension points, and I was gagged and then suspended about a foot off the ground and used and tormented for a while.        Whilst only just getting into suspension, the feeling of it is brilliant.    The moment when you have to let yourself go and trust that it will hold is a mental obstacle to overcome, but then when left there or you get your cock milked or edged, it makes you feel helpless and owned, which really gets me off.

Over the 2 days, I had an amazing time, both learning a few new ways to be submissive (something I am now heavily exploring a lot more than I have ever been willing to in the past) and also getting to know @deadliftbear whom I find so charming, yet forceful and knowing that I was pleasing him to be used as a subject to learn new techniques (and was rewarded with armpit licks, boot licking and tactile rubs just at the right times when I needed them to carry on) I am so looking forward to spending more time in his company now that he is part of our leather family.   I am also really happy how Tony and him have clicked and they really do get on well together and have a lot of similar interests too.       I have also been lucky to receive gifts of his used socks which I have happily sniffed so much that there is little left in them!    We will be meeting up with Darren and the Bristol Leather Weekend event in October, and I cannot wait to see him again.

 

 

Drinking outside Company Bar at Manchester Pride

Manchester Pride 2014 / Alert

The Macdonald Hotel is situated right next to Picadilly Station and very close to Canal Street.

The Macdonald Hotel is situated right next to Picadilly Station and very close to Canal Street.

 

For the first time ever, we decided to book a hotel and stay in Manchester this year to enjoy the pride event.    Alert was on, on the Friday night, so we decided to stay the Friday and Saturday so that we could go out, enjoy the event and not have to worry about getting back in the morning.    I’d booked to stay at the Macdonald hotel by Picadilly and its a really nice place with big rooms and a nice view of the railway line.    We had some friends also staying there, so it seemed like  a sensible choice.     I got the train from work and met Tony in Manchester, and we went out for a thai meal when I got there, to our favourite restaurant, Koh Samui.

I had been a little indecisive again regarding what I was going to wear out to the first nights event, but I settled on wearing my new neoprene trousers and neoprene vest underneath my nasty-pig trousers and shirt.   They stretch a little so they are also easy to get on and off over boots, and I thought would be easier to change out of at the club.   I love the german style zips on my neoprene, as they have an opening for your cock to go into, and then the zip flap can be drawn down for easy access to your cock poking through into a handy pouch!

We met up with Chris, and then headed to Eagle first, followed by a drink at the Rem, and then got to Alert.   It was rammed, which was to be expected for a pride weekend, but surprisingly they were also only letting ticket holders in on the door.   This meant a few regulars being turned away as we arrived just before midnight, so I was glad that Tony had pre-booked the tickets.     Inside, the Rob shop was not there, which gave people a bit more room to get changed, but it was the normal setup, apart from the appearance of a single sling in the darkroom area, specially for Pride.    The place was really busy though so access to the back area and dark room was really limited.

We met several of our regular friends there,  but I started to feel a little self conscious in my neoprene gear.    I cant quite place my finger on it, but with a lot of new faces in there, it was a bit of a weird atmosphere.     Tony then chose an inopportune moment to decide to go outside and smoke,   Chris wandered into the back area to explore, and our other friends had quickly gotten bored of being crushed so  decided they were going to leave and go back to Company bar or Eagle.    This left me standing on my own, in the main area for a good while.      I realised that I’m not good at being on my own in a busy fetish night, with a lot of people looking for fun.   In one way I was flattered by the attention, but when a drunken guy in rugby kit (who I think under normal circumstances I’d have found quite cute) wouldn’t take no for an answer, and even after i’d had a wander around myself to try and lose him, I got to the point where I just wanted to get changed back into my nasty-pig gear and leave too.    When Tony returned, about an hour or so later (those cigars do take a time to get through), I was ready for the off.

The following morning, I felt like crap.      Tony went off to a friends coffee and cake morning, and we arranged to meet up later at the parade.     Several lemsips and ibuprofen later, I managed to make it out the hotel.  The parade is my highlight of the weekend normally as I think its the best one I’ve seen, and its great to see so many local guys taking part in the various floats.   Having floats also means that the themes can be bigger and bolder.       Our friend Neil stood with us and took a load of photographs.  As a professional photographer, he has a much better eye for great shots, and he’s posted a load of them of the parade onto his website.

The best walking group of Pride, the Rubber group really did stand out from the crowd.

The best walking group of Pride, the Rubber group really did stand out from the crowd.

After the parade we went back home to get changed into our leather gear to head out around the bars for the evening, in our leathers.   We mainly hung around outside the Company bar and Molly’s because the atmosphere is great there and you are away from the main drag of canal street.  When dressed in full leather you do get stopped a few times to be asked to have your photo taken, but I really enjoyed it this year making sure that I was pleasant with everyone that asked and I met quite a few nice people, including a mum who was so proud to be there with her newly out son and his boyfriend.

Drinking outside Company Bar at Manchester Pride

Drinking outside Company Bar at Manchester Pride

We met our friends from Birmingham whilst out and two new guys  Malcolm and Dave, and we ended up in the Rem bar till the very early hours of the morning with them.    Dave was particularly into boot licking and spent a good half an hour at Tony’s boots at the end of the evening.   He then kept asking me if he could lick my boots, and was told no on several occasions because he never used the words “please” and “sir”.   It was probably the beer, but no-one licks my boots without asking correctly.

On our way back home, we could have carried on and played for a bit but Tony was shattered.   I should have gone somewhere else and had some fun, but instead I lay there wide awake for an hour after realising I’d drunk around 5-6 vodka redbulls and they were keeping me wide awake!

Chewing on @themoodybears well worn rugby socks *growl*

Chewing on @themoodybears well worn rugby socks *growl*

On the Sunday, we got up and had a nice Nero based breakfast and then went for a quick wander around the market again to catch up with @themoodybear – he’d been wearing some socks for me, for several days for me to enjoy, and i’d purchased a new cap and shirt from him the previous day.   I love his gear, and its well worth checking out for the nerdiness of the designs.    Check out his website at www.themoodybear.com  and enter the discount code of “moodycard” at checkout for a 15% discount off all items.

That is where our weekend should have ended, because we then headed back to check out of the hotel and head home, but the previous night we had been chatting to a guy trying to start up and make the BLUF nights better in Manchester.   He’s organised a pub crawl for BLUF members the following night to try and show that there is a good leather scene in Manchester (something missing from the parade this year).      So after heading home, and chilling for a few hours, we decided to head back out into Manchester, but this time I decided (and Tony helped push me a lot) to go out in my leather trousers, waistcoat, puppy shirt and leather pup hood.

Richard

Richard

What proceeded was the best night of pride for me.   We met the group outside of the Rem, and met up with some really nice people, including Richard – a guy i’d been introduced with previously (he didn’t remember)   who didn’t have any leather attire on him but was in admiration of those that did.     He borrowed several items from people during the night, and i lent him my waistcoat and gloves, which he totally suited.  After a hour or so we moved from outside the Rem to the Company bar area, Tony then decided that I needed to put on my pup mask and pup out for a bit now we were out of the main canal street drag.   I wasn’t sure at the time, as there were no other pups there, but we were with our good friends, so I did as told and was overwhelmed with the response.   There were a few people who didn’t really engage with me as pup-bri, but a lot of friends did, and I enjoyed immensely the pup rubs, and the nuzzling I got to do (especially with Richard, who was very very good given he’d only just met me an hour or so earlier).

I stayed in my pup gear for the remainder of the BLUF pub crawl around to Eagle (where I was extremely pleased to nuzzle a few people!)  but we had decided that we were not going to head over to Manfest as it was in the same location as Alert had been.   We apparently missed a better night (as it was less crowed and had a better crowd in) which is a bit sad, but I was made up to finally pup out a bit in Manchester, something I didn’t think I’d ever do.        Im definitely going to book a hotel now for Pride, as it made such a difference to the weekend, but I think we’ll do the full 3 nights next year, instead of just the two.