DV8 Fetish Festival 2012: Overview

As expected, the festival was exceedingly fun.
The first evening, the DV8 club XS party, consisted of greeting old friends, saying hellos and letting my submissive (Benjamin) find his feet. This was his first time seeing public play, so I decided it would be best to make few demands, let him watch the activities of others and to let him decide on his own when he would be ready to play with an audience.
I was in no rush and was planning on a relaxing weekend.
I did get up on the main floor to play with Tempest for a while, but aside from that, my entertainment mainly consisted of friends, conversation and watching my wide-eyed menial take in the atmosphere.

The day of the festival, however, was far more active.

For the majority of the morning and afternoon, I played host at the Kabunza Craftwerks market stand. For our first ever official event I think we did exceptionally well. Lots of business cards were passed around, we received lots of interest and collars, necklaces, bracelets and cuffs were made to measure on the spot for a good number of people.

Shopping at the market was expected, though I did not expect to spend so much or have so much spent on me. I was having an incredible amount of fun testing out the weight and flow of the floggers for sale.

With the approach of the evening: A dip in the pool (Nudity mandatory), lots of conversation and the meeting of more kinksters. But the highlight of the night started with some violet wand play. A friend of mine had brought along his violet wand and graciously allowed me the use of it. It was at this point my menial play partner lost his “finding his feet” immunity and spent the following hour or so being flogged with an electrified mini flogger, having his nipples toasted and generally being zapped for my amusement.

Eventually, my attentions turned towards the electrical arc of the wand. The electrical arc was a lot larger compared to what I had seen in the past. It beckoned attention. Asking my friend to turn it up to full power, I spent half an hour or so attracting a crowd by playing with the currents and lightning. I had an incredible amount of fun with this and it is my hope to visit the home of my friend in the near future in an effort to make a video or two for show on this blog. There was one comment that I overheard about my play that I found most amusing and will never forget: “It looks like the hand of god.”

My proudest moment was when my menial requested to be flogged. It seemed the nudged play with electricity had culled all his butterflies. Using my new dual floggers (freshly purchased from the festival market) I was still eager to play and many people gave compliment to both my technique and my menials stamina. He did very well for his first public play.

I had one request from a random watcher in the crowds. A canning. Which, due to the lack of decent arm room, could only be relatively light. But he seemed to enjoy it immensely.

The festival eventually came to an end with the closing of the DV8 venue at 3:00am on the Sunday morning. It had been a wonderful weekend, it was over far too soon and I find myself already in anticipation for next years event.

Final analysis: Excellent. A much needed and very fun break.

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Electrified.

His body convulsed on the St Andrews cross as my electrified claws ran over his nylon covered inner thigh. For some reason the nylon seemed to amplify the violet wands effect. I was enjoying it immensely.
“Minimal setting and already you squirm.” I said as I stood upright and leaned in closer for effect.
He relaxed briefly and leant forward to rest his head on my chest, forgetting that my entire body was electrified. He convulsed again as a blue spark from my collar bone hit him square on the forehead. I grinned slightly and watched his expressions with amusement.
“Clearly you paid little attention when I told you that my entire body would be coursing with electricity.”
“Sorry Mistress” he replied between gasping breaths.
“Perhaps you need a more ‘physical’ lesson. Verbal does not not seem to be your forte”
I slowly walked over to the violet wand generator and turned the dial up to its maximum setting. It began to hum angrily.
“I feel what you feel in this exercise” I said as I strolled slowly back over to where he was restrained. “and I think you are largely overreacting to a setting which is so minute that one can barely feel more than a tickle. If you want to convulse and jerk, I will give you a real reason to.”
I stood in front of him and slowly unzipped my top to expose my right breast. His eyes widened at seeing such a personal area of mine and he suddenly became transfixed. His breathing slowed as he gazed for a few moments before he turned his attention up at me, revealing a slight confusion in his eyes.
“I feel what you feel” I reiterated as I leaned in closer, purposely moving my own nipple towards his.
“watch for the pretty spark” I said as his eyes widened again in realisation of what I was about to do. He gasped and instinctively looked down to where our nipples were inevitably going to touch.