Ginger’s most generous Christmas gift

I received a package yesterday from my dominant girlfriend Ginger. To my surprise, it was her Dream Lover 2000 device along with the remote and accessories to be able to use it with a computer. For those not familiar with the Dream Lover 2000, here is the website. Ginger has used it the past two years in training her husband.

I called her up and thanked her for the gift but I was also curious as to why she no longer needed it. Ginger feels her hubby has been properly trained by the device and she is ready to take things to a new level. She plans on getting her husband pierced the week between Christmas and New Years and will be installing a more permanent chastity device for long-term wear on him. Her hubby is off that week which will give him time to adjust to the new device before he has to go back to work.

As of yesterday Ginger has not made a final decision on the device. She has narrowed it down to 2. It will be either a Lori’s chastity device or one from Mature Metal. From our conversation she seemed to be leaning toward the Queen’s Keep from Mature Metal as she likes the idea of adding the spike strip for c/b play.

Ginger’s lifestyle has taken on a new direction lately. Ginger pretty much played the field, especially on her business travels, but recently she and her lover Dante have become more serious with each other. Dante is the stud she met at the CFNM party we attended back in April of 2012. Dante has recently gotten an apartment that is closer to Ginger’s house so they can spend more time together. Ginger’s hubby cooks dinner for them and is now required to clean Dante’s apartment as well as Ginger’s house.

I must confess that I am a little envious of Ginger as her femdom marriage seems to keep evolving. I sometimes feel that James and I are stagnant but I am excited about the idea of playing around with the Dream Lover 2000. It works in accordance with a CB 3000 and CB 6000. We have both so we can start using it right away.

Hubby makes it to 10 weeks. Rewarded with humiliating orgasm

It’s a new record for us! James was denied since August 17 and yesterday was exactly 70 days. And what a day it was. Hubby was primed after a day of walking around the leather flea market with me and my dominant girlfriend, Ginger, seeing all the kinky clothing and toys. The sights and smells added to his arousal and anticipation.

I bought a few small items, nothing fancy or expensive, although I have a nice collection of business cards with websites to order things in the future. I also picked up the book “At her feet”, which I’m looking forward to reading.

 

The four of us did dinner at Gordon Biersch in Rockville and then we headed to Ginger’s house. I didn’t bring a fetish outfit although I wore leather pants all day (I knew that would add to hubby’s excitement) with an orange and black sweater to give me a Halloween/Autumn look.

Once we got back to her place, Ginger had her hubby change into his maid’s outfit. He waited on us, fetching us drinks. Ginger had a glass of white wine. I had a beer at Gordon Biersch so I just had ice water at Ginger’s.

After we socialized a little, Ginger decided to give James a real thrill. She changed into her custom-made leather catsuit. I was there the day she was measured for it when we were in Vegas last June but yesterday was the first I saw her in it. Wow, did she look hot! The catsuit is black with red laces on the sides from her ankle to her underarms, and more laces on the arms. She wore a pair of red high heel shoes to complete the outfit. James’ tongue was practically hanging out of his mouth. Ginger sat back down on the couch and had her hubby kneel with his head to the floor so she could use him as her footstool.

It was now time for the fun to begin. I grabbed my purse and produced the key to James’ CB6000. I had him undress and then I unlocked his chastity device. Surprisingly his erection was soft, which told me he was embarrassed and nervous being naked in front of Ginger. But once I caressed his skin with my hand and told him to stare at Ginger in her sexy catsuit, his erection sprang to attention.

I did a little verbal teasing, asking him how long it had been since he last climaxed. Then we began to tease both husbands about being cuckolds. About this time I reached into my purse again and pulled out a dildo and a small tube of KY Jelly. I lubed up the dildo and I slowly inserted it into James’ anus. I then told him that I wanted him to ‘cum’ for me without any stimulation to his cock. I teased that he wasn’t worthy to have me touch his genitals.

I began to fuck him, holding the dildo in my hand, sliding it in and out. James was completely humiliated and totally embarrassed. Ginger added to his humiliation, making all kinds of comments, saying naughty things such as “You heard her, Bitch, cum for us!” and “Show us what a slut you are!”

James was dripping pre-cum so Ginger fetched a condom and put it on him. James got really excited as she touched his cock briefly by rolling the condom over it. He was on the edge but struggled to orgasm with no physical touching of his penis. Ginger twisted his nipples as I continued to hand fuck him with the dildo. I admonished him, “Come on James, DO IT, my arm is getting tired. DO IT else I’m putting you back in chastity.”

Ginger chimed in, “You heard your Mistress.DO IT BITCH!”

And with that James’ body convulsed and he shot his load into the condom.

“Good boy!” I commented as I withdrew the dildo.

Ginger held up a small plastic garbage can and James had to roll off the condom and expose of it in the trash. Ginger drove the point home by saying, “That’s what your wife thinks of your orgasms, Bitch. They belong in the garbage along with other unnecessary and useless things”.

Ginger likes to call her hubby her Bitch, so she uses that word a lot. James seemed to respond to being called ‘Bitch’ so perhaps I’ll start calling him that when I dominate him. 

After he dropped the condom into the garbage, James then knelt down and became my footstool as Ginger and I chatted a little more, totally ignoring our husbands. We stayed until around 10:00 before finally heading home. Although he was embarrassed and humiliated I think James had a great time and was most appreciative of my efforts to make his orgasm special.

This morning, I allowed him to masturbate once more, kneeling in front of me, climaxing into a hand towel. I wanted to make sure he was totally cleaned out before locking him back in chastity. Our next denial goal is 11 weeks. That means hubby will be denied until January 3. Maybe I’ll make it New Year’s Day. That would be 10 weeks and 5 days, which would be a new record for us.

Now comes the hard part. James experiences a letdown that lasts for days after he is allowed an orgasm. He has a lot of leafs to rake today. As long as he tends to his chores I’ll give him his space as his sexual batteries begin the process of recharging.

I’d still like to find a Halloween party on Thursday night. I’d love to wear my custom made leather pants and leather Sgt. Pepper’s jacket.

 

It’s the one night each year I can wear fetish clothing locally and people not think anything of it. Maybe my girlfriend, Amanda, will go with me. I think I’ll leave hubby home alone.

Leather Flea Market this Saturday in Rockville, MD

Ginger finally wrote me back and she’s definitely down with doing something for Halloween but not on October 31 because she has other plans that night. She suggested we do something either this Saturday, October 26, or next Saturday, November 2.

Ginger also told me that this coming Saturday there is a Leather Flea Market in Rockville Maryland at the Crown Plaza hotel. There will be 50 vendors selling goodies from whips to leather and latex clothing to corsets to kinky footwear to all types of toys. She suggested that perhaps James and I could meet her and her hubby there and we could all go shopping together. Afterwards we could have dinner and then return to her place where she and I could dominate James prior to granting him permission to finally release in a yet to be determined humiliating way.

Sounds like a plan to me. Here is the link for the Leather Flea Market. We will not be going to the play party since we are not members of this group but I’m sure our own little private party back at Ginger’s place will be second to none.

Being fitted for custom made leather outfits

I just got back from Louisville this past Monday and now I am heading to Las Vegas with my friend Ginger. It’s a long story but Ginger wrote me and she is going out there for her job and she invited me to go with her. We will be staying at the Cosmopolitan. While we are there, Ginger is going to be measured for custom fit fetish wear. And she has arranged it so I will also be measured. Not sure what all I will end up buying but if I go through the time-consuming task of being measured from neck to foot, I’m sure I will come away with at least a pair of new leather pants and/or boots.

It should be a blast, with us two married women set loose on the Vegas strip, while our cuckolded hubbies stay home and tend to their chores. Technology will play a key part. I monitored hubby while I was in Kentucky and I will be doing the same from Vegas. And of course Ginger has been using technology longer than I have when it comes to domming her hubby. She can send pulses of punishment straight from her computer to his Dream Lover chastity device.

I can see it now. Us gals coming back to our room after a night of partying in Vegas. I get on my computer to monitor my hubby who is inside the confinement room, in chastity, wearing my panties. I might call him on his cell phone and wake him up, perhaps have him humiliate himself for our entertainment as we watch from my computer screen, laughing and giggling. And then Ginger gets on her computer and sends “pulses of love” to her hubby’s Dream Lover, waking him up. The 3 hour time difference will make it all the more wicked. It might be 1am Vegas time but it will be 4am eastern time.

Ginger wants to hit one of the Day Clubs, where all the young hunky guys hang out pool side. I’m not sure that’s my thing but she’ll probably drag me along with her. Ginger said she has a contact at the Encore Beach Club. It’s supposed to hit 103 on Sunday. A day in the hot sun with my fair skin, I don’t think so unless she can swing a cabana. We’ll see. Ginger acts (and looks) like she can hang with the young crowd. Ginger has the body for a Day Club. I’ve accepted and embraced my age. Personally, I think I have a better chance of snagging me a young stud at a dark night club, when I’m wearing a tight pair of leather pants, dancing up a storm with Ginger. We’ll put on a show that will make men notice. My confidence comes from my dominance.

If I get a custom made leather outfit, I’ll be sure to have my hubby take some pictures when I get home and perhaps I’ll post a few on my blog.

Hubby has been wonderful. We had a discipline session Wednesday night when I broke the news that I was heading out again. I did the session inside the confinement room. Hubby was bound to the wall and whipped with my long handle riding crop and then I took him with my strap-on. It was while I was taking him with the strap-on that I told him about Vegas. I think he was relieved that I was going with Ginger and not Thomas again. Thomas and I had a lot of fun in Louisville but I’m looking forward to a girl’s trip. 

3's company but 5's a crowd

The past two weekends James and I were supposed to visit Ginger and her hubby for a private foursome CFNM party. However, Ginger canceled on us both times. I must confess that I was a little ticked off when I got her call Friday night because I was looking forward it. But I can’t say that I blame her.

Ginger is in the midst of a new cuckolding arrangement. The past three weekends she has had sexual relations with Dante, the handsome and well-endowed man she met at the CFNM party back on April 7. Two weekends ago she made her hubby watch while he was trapped inside his CB-3000 with the Dream Lover remote at Ginger’s fingertips to further torment him while she was having sex with Dante. Ginger said it was such an erotic experience for her that she wanted to do it again this weekend.

Apparently Dante is going to be away the first two weekends in May therefore Ginger couldn’t wait three whole weeks to see him. I was disappointed but I understand. 3’s company but 5’s a crowd. Hopefully James and I will make it to Ginger’s place for our little CFNM get-together one of these weekends while Dante is away. I’ll keep you posted.

Aftermath of CFNM Party

Well, it’s been a week since I attended the CFNM party and the aftermath has been rather profound. First, I had a D&S session with my hubby the other night where I shared all the details with him while I dominated him via bondage, spanking and strap-on play. I hammed it up, teasing him how gorgeous the naked bodies of the men were and how his plight would have been similar to that of Phil’s had I allowed him to attend. I teased James that should I ever allow him to attend a future CFNM party with me, he would have to suffer the embarrassment of being naked in a room full of beautiful, younger men and then he would have to watch his wife ogling over all the eye candy.

Not only that but he might have to endure seeing me select a potential lover to accompany us back to our hotel where a hot cuckolding scene just might unfold. James got extremely excited when I told him these things. He seemed to really enjoy the possibility but I reminded him that it’s only a fantasy until he actually experiences it. Poor Phil had to endure it for real. Nonetheless my tale made for a great D&S session between James and I.

The second reverberation that came from the CFNM party is that next weekend, Ginger has invited James and I to visit her and her hubby at their place for a private CFNM party. Our plan is for Ginger and I to remained clothed (in street clothes, no fetish wear) while our hubbies are totally naked. They will have to serve us all night in that vulnerable state. James should do okay in this setting because he knows Ginger from our ClubFEM days and she’s basically seen him naked before.

And thinking of Ginger, the third aftershock from the CFNM party will occur tonight when Ginger goes on a date with Dante, the hunk she met at the CFNM party. Ginger didn’t waste any time. She told me she’s been thinking about Dante almost non-stop and she can’t wait to be alone with him. I cautioned her to be careful and not to rush into anything but she’s a grown woman.

I, on the other hand, have made no plans as of yet with the young man I met at the CFNM party. He wants to go out with me but it seems to me, based on his e-mails, that what he really wants is to be dominated by me. That might be a possibility down the road but the more I think about it, I would rather use the CFNM experience to further dominate James for now. Next weekend at Ginger’s house should be a real hoot.  

My first CFNM Party

Well, I did it. I attended my first CFNM party Saturday night. There is so much I could write about. I’ll try my best to hit on the highlights of the night.

It was held at an old Inn in a suburb of the DC area. Ginger and I arrived a little early so we stayed in her car and listened to music on her car DVD player before walking up to the door five minutes before 8:00. The two women working the door checked our names off their invitee list and welcomed us to the party. The party was in the basement of the old Inn. The place was kind of dark with a beautiful stone fireplace and a long bar. They had tables and chairs set up. There was also a small dance floor in the corner.

They had snacks and horderves and a cash bar. Ginger and I enjoyed a couple of adult beverages as we sat at one of the tables close to the dance floor and watched as the people funneled in. I would guestimate that there were about 25 women and 15 men total. At around 8:20, the hostesses, Terri and Debby, introduced themselves to the crowd and announced that the “Full Monty” dance would occur at 9:15. In the meantime, we were to mingle and make new friends.

I would describe the mood in the room as one of extreme nervousness. The men were by in large young and attractive, most of them being in their late 20’s to early 30’s. There were maybe 3 or 4 couples there. One couple, Donna and Phil, asked if they could sit at our table. They were around our age, maybe a little older, and he obviously exceeded the male age limit of 40 but he was allowed to attend because he came with his wife. They had made the trip from Richmond, Virginia and were spending the night at a local hotel. As we got to know them, we learned that they were a femdom couple. She seemed to be amused when I told them that we left our hubbies at home and my hubby was doing his chores while wearing his chastity device and a pair of my panties. Ginger told Donna all about the Dream Lover 2000 device she uses to train her hubby.

Most of the men hung around the bar area and some of the women were going up and talking to them but we just stayed at our table and enjoyed our conversation with Donna and Phil. Then at 9:15, the hostesses invited all the men to the dance floor. Phil was very hesitant but we joined in with Donna and egged him on. Ginger said “Come on, Phil, don’t be shy. Show us what you got.”

They played the song “I’m too sexy” and the men began to remove their clothes. Some of the guys really got into it as they did a striptease but about half of them looked very uncomfortable up there and all they did was basically undress as if they were at the Doctor’s office nervously awaiting an exam. Maybe I’m showing my age but I wasn’t the least bit aroused at watching the men undress.

Most of the women were hooting and egging them on but it was rather subdued because nervousness was still present. Only a couple of guys had an erection when they stood and faced the audience. The rest of the guys were too nervous or embarrassed or both.

Overall, I was impressed with their bodies. Some of them were very attractive with muscular builds, nice tans, and smooth shaven skin. There were only two African-American men and one Asian looking man. The rest were Caucasian. All of the women I saw there that night were Caucasian.

Terri encouraged the women to applaud the naked men as they stood there before us. Then she said that the contests would begin at 10:00 and from now until then the men were to be at the ladies beckon call. The guys walked around the room and some of the girls groped them, touching their asses, groping their balls, caressing their chests, feeling their muscles, etc. I would say that half the women there had been to these parties before and they were the ones who were the most aggressive. The rest of us just sat back and enjoyed watching, at least in the early stages of the party.

Phil looked like he was terrified and his body was a little flabby and not on par with the hard bodies of the younger men so we went out of our way to make him feel good about himself. Ginger and I groped and slapped his buttocks and complemented him on having a cute butt. Donna pretty much ignored him as she was eyeing up all the cute naked men in the room. I have lots of experience teasing naked, insecure middle aged men from my days doing live sessions and being the Head Mistress of ClubFEM, so I rather enjoyed teasing Phil and he actually got an erection when Ginger and I were fondling his buttocks, with his wife’s permission of course.

Around the room the men were serving the women by fetching snacks and drinks and allowing the women to touch them. One woman had a bottle of some kind of skin lotion and she kept asking guys if she could rub the lotion on their bodies, including their genitals. She was very aggressive and she probably felt up over half the men in the room by the time the night was over.

As the women were groping and touching the men, most of them began to overcome their inhibitions and they started to grow full erections. Much to Phil’s dismay, Ginger sat her eye on this one guy, Dante. He was one of the African-American studs and I must say he had an awesome body and he was very well hung. A group of women at the table next to us were touching him and Ginger couldn’t resist joining in. I, on the other hand, laid low and other than toying with Phil a little and a brief conservation with this one young guy (more on that later), I just enjoyed watching the spectacle that was unfolding all around me.

At 10:00, Terri and Debby called the men back on the dance floor and the contests began. The first contest was best body. In order not to embarrass any one, they passed out slips of paper and we did a secret ballot of who we thought had the best body. They called the top 5 on stage and made them pose and flex for us. The winner was chosen by who got the loudest applause. This guy who went by the name Derrick won. He had to be a professional male dancer because in addition to having a gorgeous body, he was unbelievably at ease posing in front of an audience of clothed women.

The next contest was biggest erection but they did it cleverly by making it a kind of a social experiment. They asked for female volunteers from the audience to measure the size of each of the men’s erections. But they also had to measure their hands and their feet. The purpose was to see if the size of a man’s cock was in anyway tied to the size of a man’s hands or feet. Terri teased that if we could prove her theory, women would be able to tell which men were well endowed simply by looking at their hands or inquiring about their shoe size.

This contest turned out to be a lot of fun as some of the men didn’t become fully erect due to being paraded in front of an audience. They needed help and there were plenty of female volunteers who stroked them to erection. Other men became hard right away and some of them were dripping pre-cum from being excited so they had to be fitted with condoms. It was during this contest that I became somewhat aroused for the first time all night.

From what I saw, there is no correlation between the size of a man’s hands or feet and the size of this cock. However, Terri seemed to think there was, especially the hands. The two guys with the biggest cocks had big everythings. They were big guys with big hands, big feet, and big cocks.

But this one guy who came in 3^rd place was rather short with average hands but he had big cock. And this other guy was very tall with big hands and big feet but an averaged sized cock at best. So that to me disproved Terri’s theory but she still maintained that while her theory is not perfect, based on her experience at these CFNM parties, looking at the size of a man’s hands is the best barometer for women to use, more so than a guy’s shoe size.

Next, they used the measurements from Terri’s experiment to determine the finalists for the biggest erection contest. The top 5 guys were called on stage and they had to perform a dance for us. The atmosphere in the room had changed by now and the women were getting very loud and aggressive.

The next contest was largest balls. The finalists were determined by secret ballot and the 5 guys were lined up against the wall and a female volunteer was selected for each guy and she had to lift his cock so we could all easily see his balls. Again the winner was chosen by applause.

After the contests, it was time to party. They played dance music and invited everyone to use the dance floor. This is when the party became pretty wild. Women danced with the men (still naked) and there was plenty of groping and fondling and stroking but thankfully all the women knew where not to cross the line. In other words, an orgy did not break out and nobody engaged in any sexual contact other than women briefly stroking men’s cocks with their hands and squeezing their buns and their balls. I didn’t see anyone having an orgasm but I’m sure some of the guys had to be awfully close at times.

Ginger made her move on the African-American stud she had eyed up and felt up earlier. He came in second place in both the best body and biggest erection contests. He was very popular as women were all over him on the dance floor but Ginger is a very beautiful woman and she wasn’t intimidated.  She made her way over to him and you could tell that he really liked Ginger. They danced and she kissed him, groped him and playfully stroked him on the dance floor and before we left, she exchanged phone numbers with him. There were a lot of phone numbers exchanged from what I saw, which is one of the purposes of the party.

Donna was having a good time as she danced with and fondled this one guy while her hubby looked on, no doubt humiliated, which I’m sure is why she brought him along. The guy she was dancing with was older than most of the male guests. I’d say he was in his late 30’s probably pushing 40, but still probably 10 years younger than Phil. He was an okay looking guy with a nice body, he wouldn’t have been my type given what else was roaming around the room, but Donna sure thought he was hot judging from the way she was carrying on with him on the dance floor.

Through Ginger, I learned that there was an after-party being held at a nearby hotel where a few of the women rented rooms and they invited some of the guys to join them there (gee, I wonder what might happen at a CFNM after-party that didn’t happen at the regular party?)

Ginger and I didn’t get an invite to the after-party but Dante did and he invited Ginger to go with him. It was after 1:00 am so Ginger declined his offer because she promised me I could stay at her place and she was driving. He told her he wasn’t going to go if she didn’t go, but she didn’t buy it for a second, and neither did I. Like I told Ginger on our drive back to her place, Dante probably just said that to her because he wants to go out with her sometime in the future.

Dante had to be so aroused from having all of those women touching him all night that there was no way he was going to resist attending the private after-party where sexually charged women would no doubt be doing sexual things that were forbidden at the regular CFNM party to the invited male guests. Ginger and I agreed that the women that thought of the after-party idea are freaking brilliant. They got to be alone in a hotel with a bunch of attractive, well built, well-endowed and highly aroused males. If those guys didn’t get laid that night, they didn’t want to get laid.

On our drive back to Ginger’s place, we discussed the party and we got a chuckle out of Donna and Phil. She didn’t say goodbye to us but I saw her leaving around midnight with both her hubby and the guy she was dancing with. Was there going to be a possible cuckolding scenario happening that night with her hubby forced to watch? It sure looked that way to me. Poor Phil, not only was he ignored most the night (other than when Ginger and I gave him some attention) but he had to drive his wife and the guy she just met back to their hotel so she could get laid while he watched. I sure never saw that one coming when we first met them.

As for me, I kept a rather low profile all night and pretty much just observed the action at my very first CFNM party. However, I eyed up this one 20-something young man throughout the night.  He caught my attention because he was rather shy and not a finalist in any of the contests. Yet he was very cute and had a really nice body. While the majority of the ladies (including Ginger) went wild over the big hunks, I made my way over to this young man and introduced myself.

I didn’t grope him or fondle him or touch his erection. I simply had a nice conversation with him so I could measure his personality. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed looking at his naked body and he was very nice eye candy, but more importantly I found him to be very sweet. His bashfulness in such a sexual setting was a turn-on to me. He told me this was also his first CFNM party and when I asked him why he wanted to be naked in a room full of clothed women, he said he liked aggressive, controlling women and he always fantasized about being naked in a room full of women. Naturally this interested me so I told him to check out my blog the next time he got on the internet. He must have liked what he read because he’s already e-mailed me twice and he wants to go out with me. The fact that I’m happily married doesn’t matter to him. So we’ll see where this goes.

As far as the CFNM party, I had a good enough time that I’d like to attend the next one that is scheduled for the summer. Ginger definitely wants to go. Perhaps I’ll be more of a participant the next time now that I know what to expect.

More info about the CFNM Party

Ginger sent me some more information about Saturday night’s CFNM party. I thought you might enjoy reading it. I can’t wait!  

Following are the rules the women have set for the party:

• All men have to strip totally nude during the dance routine at the beginning of the party. Once nude, they have to remain fully nude until the end of the party. Any man showing up with his girlfriend or wife also have to be completely naked.

• The women will remain fully clothed for the entire party with no exceptions.

• The guys have to be courteous and respect the women and basically be servants to the women, get them drinks, snacks and tend to their needs.

• The girls are encouraged to prick tease the guys mercilessly.

• The women are permitted to fondle any part of the mens' bodies at any time.  

Who is invited?  

All attendees must obtain a personal invitation and be on the invite list. Most people use alias names so no identification needs to be shown at the door but you will be required to give us your alias so we can check it against our list. The exception is for women that look to be under 21. We require a minimum age of 21 so if a woman appears as if she does not meet the age requirement, one of our hostesses will check her ID in private but we promise that no names will be recorded.  

We encourage women to bring their girlfriends along but they also must be cleared prior to the party. Bringing your girlfriends will make you feel more comfortable and will make it a much more friendly environment. Women should attend if they enjoy meeting other people and are comfortable in the presence of totally nude men. 

For the benefit of the women, we are a little more selective with the guys focusing on nice (considerate) guys that are somewhat younger with physiques ranging from full-time body builders and athletes to slender physiques. All men must be prescreened and no men will be permitted access at the door unless their names are on our list. For this party, we are only inviting guys between the age of 21 and 40. Men wishing to participate may e-mail us, and must include a full description of themselves including age, height, weight, general occupation and at least two photos of themselves. Nude photos are not necessary; however, at least one should show the entire physique. Note: those that have misrepresented themselves will not be granted entrance to the event. Preference will be given to body builders, athletes and men that are well groomed.

This may sound unfair, but this party is for the benefit of the women. Screening the men also protects the women and maintains a high female-to-male ratio, as our events are designed to have more females than males. You should attend if you are a playful exhibitionist that doesn't mind being fully exposed to numerous women. In addition, for those men that have a fantasy of being a nude male servant catering to a bevy of women, you should find our events much to your liking.

Cost  

This is a non-profit event and we will request donations to cover our costs. We will be renting this estate, and therefore must ask for a small donation. Any excess proceeds after payment of expenses are kept to host the next party. 

FAQs:

• Q: Will there be open sex?

A: This is not a "swingers" party, nor is there an agenda for open sexual activity. We intend for all women to be comfortable and happy, and many will be a bit nervous being their first time and not knowing what to expect. But again, the women will set the tone.

• Q: OK, interested, but tell me, what is it like? Is it just a bunch of horny naked guys?

A: No, you'd be surprised. First, the majority at our parties have historically been women. Since the guys are at the disadvantage (exposed and vulnerable) some may even be a bit shy. With that said, the goal of many of the women is to tease the guys into an aroused state, and they are quite good at it. So, there will be "horny naked guys" at the party; however, no sex is allowed. Of course, guys and gals do meet and leave the party together, but we never ask them to kiss and tell.

• Q: I'm just a girl that enjoys a little voyeurism, and I love the "Haha - I can see you but you can't see me" quality of your parties but I have no desire to pick up a guy or have a sexual encounter. Is this for me or is there another agenda? 

A: The party is designed for girls like you as well as for women that enjoy being more empowered in a social setting - that is, they like the men being naked and vulnerably exposed with women in control. Our parties are designed to cater to both of these themes. But there is another equally as important agenda, and that is for people to have a good time and get to know each other as with any other fun party. Other women come to meet guys and hopefully establish a post-party friendship, which is very possible given we typically come from the same general region.

• Q: What do the women wear? 

A: Dressing sexy is definitely welcome, although casual and comfortable dress is the norm. Clothing worn by the women should be no different than what you would wear to a fun party held at a friend’s house. Historically, clothes range from a pretty dress, to pants to jeans to sexy club wear.

• Q: Is this legal?

A: This is a private, non-commercial party on private property. The venue will be secluded such that the party cannot be seen from off-site by non-attendees. Consequently, we believe it is a non-issue and there will be no problems. 

• Q: Will I be safe and not hassled by the guys?

A: All the females will attest that the guys who have attended our parties have not only been friendly and courteous, some have been downright shy. In addition, the women will outnumber the men. Our goal is to assure that the guys are all nice and understand the theme. All males will be instructed to treat all women like princesses, to get them drinks if requested, and to be polite. And anyone at the party that feels the least bit uncomfortable may leave at any time. We will also have designated males (big guys) to act as bouncers for unwanted guests. Our goal is to make sure you have a good time! 

• Q: Can I bring my boyfriend/husband/male roommate? What if he is over the age limit for men?

A: Yes, we welcome couples but he must be on our invite list and he must adhere to all of the rules, and, he must also remain nude for the entire party once the ‘Full Monty’ dance occurs. And a word of caution...you will be parading your significant other naked in front of other women, that may be eyeing him closely, which is what the party is about. Consequently, only bring him if you feel very secure and not prone to jealousy. 

We will make exceptions for a man who exceeds our age limit if, and only if, he attends the party with his wife or girlfriend. But again he must be on our invite list so be sure to contact us prior to the party.

• Q: I love flirting with and sexually taunting guys to get them aroused although I may have no desire to have sex or anything. How do you feel about a prick tease like me? 

A: Prick teasing is encouraged and is an integral part of the theme of the party! With the guys being fully exposed, all the girls are afforded the rare opportunity to instantly see the guys' physical reactions to whatever prick teasing technique the girls are bestowing...so you can certainly get in some quality practice!

• Q: Is this a female-dominance/bdsm party, or, is it something else?

A: This is not the traditional femdom/slave environment wherein men are subjected to humiliation and forced into obedience. Femdoms have come to our parties and enjoy it, as do feminists that enjoy the empowerment of women over men wherein the men undress for the pleasure of the women with the men not being afforded the same in return. The men coming all must pledge to be respectful, and polite to the women, and most importantly, they understand that at our parties the women's pleasure and enjoyment are placed first, even if (and especially if) it is at the expense of the men's embarrassment or awkward feelings.

• Q: Will the guys be getting erections? Will they be touching themselves in a self-erotic way? 

A: With the amount of teasing that went on at our last party, almost every guy was parading about with a full erection at one time or another, much to the viewing delight of the women. So yes, you can expect to see erections...and for that matter, some of the contests and events involve erections (see below). As it pertains to the guys relieving their sexual frustration as the women watch, again, we will leave it to the women as to what they desire. So far the majority of women are in favor of observing the men perform auto-erotic acts, provided it is done in a sensuous, sharing way that is not overbearing on the theme (and there is a history of such performances at our parties).  

But keep in mind that most men will be too inhibited absent a lot of encouragement from the women...so again, the tone will be set by the gals. And if it is the collective desire of the females present is to watch the men perform such acts, we will expect for the men, in the spirit of putting the women's enjoyment first, to accommodate the women and allow them such viewing pleasures.

• Q: Can I touch the guys?

A: Of course! As long as the guys and gals are enjoying themselves, women may touch, pinch, fondle, grab, grope, massage, stroke, the guys anytime and anywhere on their bodies. However, the men are not allowed to touch the women without them prior granting of such permission, and the women must always keep their clothes on.

• Q: What type of games/contests will be played?

A: Best buns, best chest, largest erection and biggest balls contests, a ring toss contest, "Guess who's attached to that?" and a "Minute Man" contest in which the guys are teased by female contestants. We also welcome more idea and suggestions.

An invite to a CFNM party

My girlfriend, Ginger, from my ClubFEM days has invited me to attend a CFNM party in the DC area with her Saturday night. I must say I’m excited about this but also a tad nervous. This will be a girl’s night out. We are leaving our husbands at home. Besides, I don’t think James is ready to be naked in a room full of other naked men and a bunch of wild clothed women.

James has been faithfully doing his P90X and he’s looking pretty good for a man entering his late 40’s, but mentally and emotionally he is not ready for something like this. ClubFEM was different in that the men wore panties or leather thongs and the women fetish attire. But for him to be naked with lots of 20-somethings and 30-somethings strutting their hard bodies around, that could be intimidating for my hubby. Ginger feels the same about her hubby so we’ve decided to make it easy on them by letting them stay home. Plus, I think Ginger and I will have more fun playing the roles of two hot single Cougars in a room full of naked men.

I don’t know a lot of details about this party but Ginger e-mailed me some of the rules and protocols. Everyone will be clothed for the first hour. People spend the first hour breaking the ice. After the initial hour, a “Full Monty” striptease dance is organized by the hostesses. Music is played and the men must strip while the women watch, laugh and applaud. The last song finds the men standing there only in their underwear or jock straps. They then finish this last dance by removing those as well leaving them completely nude. Once they are nude, the clothes are gathered by the women and put away.

From that point forward, all men must remain totally stark naked at all times for the remainder of the party. However, the rules establish that women remain clothed and even going topless is forbidden. The party begins and ends with there being no female nudity whatsoever, and all men coming know in advance they will never see any female nudity at any time at the party.

The men cannot approach the women in a sexual way, they cannot touch the women without an invitation to do so, and must be respectful, polite and offer naked servitude at all times.

Later on in the night there will be CFNM contests. The contests can vary based on the mood of the ladies but some of the possible contests are: best body, best chest, tightest buns, biggest erection, biggest balls and maybe a “minute man” contest where the men do their best to refrain from ejaculation while receiving a hand-job. That might be interesting to watch. I can’t see myself participating but hey, you never know. I never thought I could whip a man or take a man with a strap-on in front of an audience before but I did these and other wild things at our ClubFEM socials.

Anywho, it should be a wild night. I’m sure I’ll give a full report of the evening’s activities in a future post.

Super Bowl Sunday

I haven’t posted in a week because there really hasn’t been anything to write about. I haven’t had a session with my hubby other than him giving me a weekly massage while he wears my panties. The massages have been extra wonderful because I’ve been faithfully going to the gym and my sore muscles crave the loving touch from his soft but strong hands.

It’s Super Bowl Sunday and we’ve been invited to a small party hosted by friends (vanilla) to watch the game. I don’t care who wins. I’m a Steelers fan and they didn’t make the big game this year so I can just relax and eat food and enjoy the commercials. I remember that Elise Sutton is a big Giants fan. I remember this because in 2001 the Giants were in the Super Bowl and she was mentoring me and I remember how pissed she was when they lost. So I guess I'll root for the Giants because of her.

There are two events on the horizon that I’m looking forward to. Valentine’s Day is coming up and I have two offers on the table. My young male admirer (the same one I went out with on New Year’s Eve) has invited me out for dinner. I would have to travel to Baltimore but Valentine’s Day falls in the middle of the week this year, so that’s probably not going to work. I told him that the next time I head down that way to visit my sister he can take me out to dinner.

So what will I be doing on Valentine’s Day? I am going to allow my hubby the honor of spending it with me. Dinner and a movie would be great and I think I’ll add femdom to it by having James wear his chastity device and my panties under his clothes. There are of course other options like adding a butt plug or the electric cock ring. I’ve done this in the past. The cock ring is especially cruel as I can put the remote control in my purse and give him zaps throughout dinner and the movie.  I have over a week to think about the possibilities. Then when we get home, the question is what shall we do? My mood will be the deciding factor. If I’m feeling extra dominant from toying with my hubby all night I might be in the mood to administer a Valentine’s whipping as foreplay to him worshipping my body. Or if I’m in a mellow mood, perhaps I’ll just relax while he performs boot worship and then body worship.

I already know what I’m going to wear. I’ll be wearing a sweater, a long leather skirt and a pair of leather boots. James will be eager to lick the leather skirt with his tongue but he’ll have to wait until we get home. Dinner and the movie will be foreplay for him as he is in chastity, wearing my panties, perhaps with a butt plug, perhaps being tormented by the cock ring, looking at that inviting leather as it hugs my hips and my ass. It will be fun and I’m looking forward to it.

The other event that I’m looking forward to will not happen until April. I’ve been in contact with my friend Ginger and she has been invited to a CFNM party in the DC area and she has invited me to go along with her. For those who don’t know, CFNM stands for Clothed Females/naked males. It is a party where all the men are completely nude and the women are in charge. There are games, contests and other activities. We are not going to be taking our hubbies so it should be pretty wild.

That’s it for now. Enjoy the big game.

Ginger and the Dream Lover 2000

Yesterday I visited an old friend (I’ll refer to her as Ginger due to her resemblance to the actress Tina Louise who played Ginger on the old “Gilligan’s Island" sitcom). I know Ginger from our ClubFEM days. Readers of my blog may recall that I was supposed to attend a Halloween party in the DC area with Ginger but the weather prevented me. We’ve been communicating by e-mail and she’s wanted us to get together. Ginger desired to show off the current state of her femdom marriage to me so yesterday at 2:00pm I left here and drove to her house while James stayed home and attended to his chores.

Ginger was the epitome of a nervous beginner when she and her hubby joined my ClubFEM group back in 2003. She made it clear that first night that she was only there because this was her husband’s idea and she was doing it for him. But she was a lot of fun and although she was nervous, I could tell she was having a good time. They came back almost every month until the group had to change locations.

I hadn’t heard from Ginger for many years before she e-mailed me in October after her husband had discovered my blog. We talked on the phone and I couldn’t believe how their marriage had evolved. In many ways, they had surpassed what James and I were doing with this lifestyle.

I arrived around 5:30. Ginger greeted me in her driveway and escorted me into her house. We visited while her hubby attended to his chores. He was totally clothed but wearing an apron. He was cooking us dinner. Ginger summoned her hubby to the living room and she was anxious to show off her new training tool. She had bought the Dream Lover 2000 which she called a ‘male management device’. It’s a radio-signal electric gizmo that attaches to a CB-3000 or CB-6000 chastity device.

He was wearing a CB-3000 and Ginger had a remote control where she could transmit various levels of discomfort to her hubby’s encaged genitals with a push of a button. One of the settings was a pager and whenever we needed our glassed re-filled or snacks brought to us, Ginger would ‘summon’ her husband with a push of a button. The DL2000 works all over their house so he is never out of range.

Ginger described to me how she is using the device to further train her hubby. He is in chastity all the time when he is at home, and most times when they go out, and if he slacks in his chores or needs an attitude adjustment, she administers a moderate to severe jolt with her remote. But it’s not a shock. She had her hubby describe the sensation and he said it was more like a hard, quick slap to his genitals. He said it wasn’t painful like the old method they used but he still didn’t like the sensation and he feared it. Ginger just smiled.

After he left the room, Ginger told me that the old method was a small dog shock collar that her husband had modified to wear with his chastity device. She used that to train him in many areas until she found out about the Dream Lover 2000. What she likes about the DL2000 is she travels a lot for her job and she can get on the internet and control the device from wherever she is at. It also has a leash setting that works like an electric fence where she can confine her hubby to the house and if he passes the boundaries that she sets, he will get that most unpleasant sensation in his genitals and it will repeat ever couple of seconds until he returns to his boundaries. So basically she can make him a prisoner in his own home.

I had never heard of the DL2000 so I inquired about the price. When Ginger told me what it cost, I was about floored. She called it an add-on but it was five times more expensive than the CB-3000 chastity device. As intrigued as I was by this gizmo, I knew it would not be for us at this time as I have a lot more on my femdom wish list before I would spring for a DL2000. And really, I don’t know if it would be a good fit for our current lifestyle but it works perfectly for Ginger’s lifestyle with the amount of time she travels.

Ginger never did enjoy whipping or spanking her husband so chastity training and a hands-free discipline device like the DL2000 is perfect for her. And seeing how much money I have in my current whip and paddle collection, I guess we’ve spent just as much on tools of discipline when you add it all up. Of course I accumulated mine over many years whereas the DL2000 is a one-time purchase. Plus I enjoy the physical hands on approach whereas Ginger likes to discipline her hubby with technology. To each her own!

As we visited and shared what we had been up to these past years, the topic eventually got around to cuckolding. Ginger said that she used her original hands-free discipline tool (the dog shock collar modified to be used with her husband’s chastity device) to train him not to be jealous when she ‘fools around’ with other men. She told me how her hubby had been unfaithful to her back in 2002 and one of the reasons they joined ClubFEM was her attempt to save her marriage.

She was adamant that he wear a chastity device so she could control him. Later as she became more educated about female domination and she learned about cuckolding, she decided that she would turn the tables on him. It has become a regular part of their marriage for the past five years. She mostly sleeps with other men when she is away on business trips, all with the knowledge that her hubby is at home, in chastity, doing his long list of chores. Now she can use the DL2000 to discipline him while she is on the road by using the internet.

It was a very interesting visit. I could only stay for a couple of hours and I left right after dinner because I wanted to hit the outlet mall on my way home to return a few items. Ginger wants me and her to go out some night for a ‘Cougar night’ in the DC area where we are on the prowl for younger men. I mentioned that it would be fun to bring our hubbies with us and make them watch us from a distance. I don’t own a DL2000 but I have an electric cock ring with a remote control and I could make James wear it. Ginger liked that idea so maybe come spring when the weather warms up we’ll arrange it.

When I got home last night, I got on the internet and looked up the Dream Lover 2000.

It is an impressive website and an impressive product. Maybe I’ll add it to my femdom wish list but it will have to go way down on the list due to the hefty price. A new strap-on harness, another whip or two and some newer leather outfits will take priority.

Embarrassing my hubby

My weekend did not go quite as planned due to the unexpected snow storm. I was unable to attend the Halloween Fetish party in DC but I did hit a few local bars Saturday night with a girlfriend. My costume? A Dominatrix of course. It’s the one day of the year when a woman can dress as a Dominatrix in a conservative town. And the beauty of it is my going out in public around here dressed in leather makes James very, very uncomfortable because he is afraid people that know us will discover our little secret.

That reminds me of a great story. It was early last decade, 2002, 2003 maybe, and I was really getting into the lifestyle. I was so into it that one day I decided to publically humiliate my husband. I would never openly humiliate him in front of his family or friends but I had this wild idea of playing on his fears of us being outed here in this conservative community.

James was at work and I called him and told him I needed to switch cars with him. He was working at his desk that day so I told him to expect me around 2:00 and I would come to his desk and exchange car keys. I decided to dress head to toe in leather. I wore leather pants, ankle boots, and a leather jacket which I zipped up. I was black leather from neck to spiked heel boots. I even wore leather gloves.

I waltzed into his office and you should have seen his face. He turned soooo red. I think he was afraid that I was going to order him to drop to his knees and grovel before me in front of his co-workers. I didn’t but I swear his hands were shaking as he handed me his keys. I then slowly strolled out of his office, getting lots of admiring stares from the men he works with and some judgmental looks from the older women. I didn’t care. James was extremely embarrassed and I loved it.

When he got home, I asked him if any of his co-workers said anything to him. He said one of the younger women came up to him and remarked on how good his wife looked. Oh, and she also asked him if I drove a motorcycle. I guess she figured if I was wearing all that leather I must be a biker babe. I bet his face turned two shades of red when she asked him about the motorcycle. I’m just sorry I didn’t stay around longer to see it for myself.

And to top it off, I stopped at the local market on my way home to fetch a few items and I ran into his aunt. We talked and she looked at me as if I had two heads. She’s always liked me and thought me to be such a sweet girl and a wonderful spouse for her nephew. However, seeing me in all that leather obviously was perplexing to her but she didn’t say a word to me. When I conveyed this to James, he about had the big one. He was scared that his aunt would call his father or tell members of his immediate family about seeing sweet Kathleen wearing all that wicked leather in public. As far as we know, she didn’t say a thing, or if she did it never got back to us. Anywho I sure did play on my husband’s insecurities that day and I teased him about it for weeks.

Getting back to Saturday night, I went out with my friend in my black leather carrying one of my riding crops while James stayed home, in chastity, worrying about what his wild and crazy wife might do. We went bar hopping and I got lots of nice comments about my costume but nothing happened. I danced with one guy at this one bar but overall I was on my best behavior. It wasn’t nearly as fun as it would have been had I gone to the DC party but I had a good time nonetheless. I hope to talk with Ginger later this week to find out how her night went at the Fetish party.

Invite to a Halloween Party

People are starting to find my blog. In the past week I’ve received e-mails from two former phone clients and I’ve been contacted by a woman who used to attend my ClubFEM group. I’ll refer to her as Ginger because she is tall and slender with red hair and she always reminded me a little bit of Tina Louise who played Ginger on “Gilligan’s Island”. She e-mailed me and we talked briefly on the phone. I remember how uncertain she was when she came to her first ClubFEM social with her husband. But my how she’s grown in the lifestyle.

She’s invited me to a fetish themed Halloween party next Saturday night that some friends of hers are throwing in the DC area. Her invite couldn’t have come at a better time. I was planning to attend a Halloween party with Chase but we went out this past Saturday night and we’ve mutually decided to take a break from each other. My relationship with Chase has been an off again, on again friendship for many years. It was exciting seeing him again but I’m ready to move on to other experiences, hopefully with new people.

I asked Ginger if I could bring James to the party. She’s undecided about whether she is going to bring her husband or not. She’ll let me know this week and I’ll follow her lead. Now I’ll have to decide what costume to wear but the great thing about a fetish themed party is I have plenty of leather. I can probably construct a sexy outfit from what I already own. I have leather boots, a leather corset, leather gloves, leather pants, and a leather trench coat.

I also have masks from the Dominatrix type to the Phantom of the Opera masquerade party type.

If Ginger and I decide to attend without our husbands, James will have to remain at home, and I’m sure I will require that he be locked in chastity. But if we bring our husbands, I could feminize him and make him accompany me as my sissy maid. He would hate that. I’ll be sure to keep you posted.