An excellent Alert night in July.
After returning home from London fetish week, it wasn’t long in the week before the reality of work set in again, but fortunately on the Friday, there was the monthly occurrence of Alert! once more in Manchester.
I was still pretty much in pup head-space following on from the events of LFW with Tony, but the prospect of actually pupping out at Manchester filled me with so many nerves. Most of the time when we attend, we use it as a social space to meet new subs, and being the “doubletop” that we advertise when we play, its difficult to take a setting where you generally try to give the persona of a being a dom top and then show the other side of your personality. I’m not saying that its not always there, as I’m a switch after-all, but getting into the head-space with the people you are familiar with can be daunting, especially when it only something you’ve really done behind closed doors before.
So, we met up with our friend Chris in the Black Eagle, and also had the offer of a lift over to the event from our friend Ben. Chris has subbed for us before, and particularly for me, at a past Alert event, when he spent a lot of time at my boots and collared. Ben is fairly new to the kink scene and is joining us in Berlin for Folsom, which will be fairly eye-opening event for him I think.
I was also really excited at the prospect of meeting Darren (@deadliftbear) , a new master that I had been chatting to over twitter for a couple of months. Both friends of Andy (@themoodybear), we had been at the Alert in May, but hadn’t managed to say hello to each other (me being shy, had seem him occupied for most of the evening with friends, but hadn’t approached). Over twitter, he had been chatting to me about getting more experience of being a master and my love for all things sock related. As a Powerlifter, he had been recounting how his socks had been dripping with sweat after a workout and also how he wanted to explore more of his masters side – something he was only just discovering but taking to like a duck to water, and wanted to explore further.
We had a couple of drinks first in the Black Eagle, and then went on to Alert around 11’ish where we met up with a few people that we knew and I met Darren for the first time. I’d recommended that he spoke to Tony in terms of some of the mentoring that he’d enquired about , so the two of them hit it off straight away, which was really good to see as after a bit they went off outside to smoke cigars together and I didn’t really know what they were talking about – I carried on chatting to the people that we knew there and mainly talking with Chris and Ben. The evening wasn’t as busy as I’ve seen it previously, but with next month being Pride, and with no specific event on in Manchester, it was good to have some space in the place.
At around 12:30, Tony came over whilst I was chatting to Chris and instructed me to put on my pup hood. At first, it surprised me a little, but I dutifully knelt whilst he laced up the back of the hood.
The hood is totally amazing. Every time I have it on, I realise how perfect it is. I love the fact the the leather is tight around my face. I love the fact that it included a pecker gag that stops me from talking and only allows me to make pup noises, and I love the fact the nose holes lead down to the mouthpiece that can be zipped up and closed.
I knelt there whilst Tony put on my mitts and then brought out a dog lead that he had brought with him and attached, and looked quickly around to see that most people around where looking at what was going on. Tony then started to take out the rope that he had with him and started to put me in a rope harness with my mitts firmly attached to my side. His rope skills are getting better and better and I was again really proud to be his subject as he roped me up, with an even bigger circle of onlookers there. After being tied, I moved myself as close as I could to Tony’s legs, a bit shy at first, but with a sort of pride inside too that I was actually showing off my pup side for the first time in Manchester, and with friends around too, who don’t normally see that side of me. It was comforting to have Sir pat me on the head and I was hoping that I was making him look good too having a pup on his lead at his side showing off his rope skills. The gag had been placed firmly in my mouth, and then I saw Darren handing over a pair of his used white trainer socks which was placed inside the mouthpiece and then the mouth of my hood was zipped up.
The smell of his socks hit my nostrils straight away as I breathed in. A musky sweaty male smell, and I could see him stood in front of me, manliness exuding from him whilst my lungs filled with his scent. My cock was hard as a rock at this time, and I can honestly say that the next 5-10 minutes where a blur as my mind was just overpowered by scent from the socks and every neuron in my brain firing at how sexy it was being forced to breath in these sweaty socks in front of a crowd. Sir kept me close to him for a bit to check that I was ok whilst he continued to chat to Darren and our friends and I sat there obediently waiting for further instructions, intently happy and pleased with the excellent gift I had in front of my nose. He also paraded me around the club, which I felt really nervous at, but again had an inner sense of pride that I was his pup and I was just doing what he wanted. I always find it hot to see a leather master in control of a sub or pup, so thinking that that was how other people in club looked on, made me happy.
Then, as I looked up, Tony handed the lead to Darren. Immediately, my mind started to panic a little. Not only was this the first time in pup mode in a Manchester club, but I had been masked, collared, leashed and now handed over in control to someone I had only met for the first time earlier that evening. I looked up, to see Darren’s beaming smile staring down at me. I expected to feel even more nervous, but suddenly the nerves were gone. I felt totally safe in his control, and his leather gloves came down to pat me and tell me that I was a good pup. My instinct to nuzzle my new handler instantly kicked in. I already had his scent buzzing around my head, now the added smell of his leather gloves coming through and I had an opportunity to nuzzle, rub and obey my new handler and I was going to make the most of it!
He kept a tight reign on my leash whilst I was at his side, like Tony does. I like this, as it means I have to give my attention to the handler or sit and be obedient. I was handled for the next few hours and I enjoyed every single second of rubbing up again him and getting to sniff every inch where I could. I’ve alwasy thought of footy/boot worship and sweaty socks as the key to my submissive side, but they are are a great obedience tool for me too!
Tony released me as the night got later, and it was good getting to take my hood off, as I hadn’t realised how hot it had gotten in there, but then I got to have a tussle over the socks with Andy. We’ve been friends for ages and regularly chat at Alert but it was good to pup out a little with him tussle over a sock (my favourite puppy pastime) even though I didn’t have my hood on at that time, it made it even more exciting have the socks in our face and me pinning him down to get it back… woof!
It was really sad to have to go at the end of the night, and one of the few times we’ve stayed right to the end of an Alert night too, but it was definitely one of the best nights I’ve had there, with everything just clicking into place.
I’m really looking forward to spending more time with Darren and Andy when the opportunity presents itself…