The end of September at KinkyClub was a pleasant one.
The couples from the naughty lunch were joined by a few players, including Olivia, our beloved transvestite. She wasted no time getting involved and attending to the young submissives present.
Miss Calamity took charge of Submissive S, who, naked except for a collar, was led on a leash and displayed for all to see. His muscular body and steely resolve allowed him to endure long, motionless poses; he resembled a living statue.
Knowing in advance that he would fail the day's dictation, he was corrected beforehand in the small room.
Exposed, his bare bottom on display for all to see, he was vigorously spanked, and as the blows rained down, his body twitched and sighs escaped him. When the riding crop came into play, as sharp as Mademoiselle's words, a flood of endorphins washed over him. Then, at the end, Mademoiselle, busy receiving the participants of the day's workshop, let him recover, still perched on the high, padded spanking bench.
Meanwhile, DirtyVonP was giving Jodie the barmaid a good thrashing, not because she'd done anything wrong, but out of sheer gluttony. The dragon's tongue slapped the beautiful woman as she writhed, her thighs bound tightly, highlighting her lovely tattooed buttocks.
H was whipping the submissive partner of a couple living in a two-story house. She endured the blows of the whip, securely tied to the wheel. The audience watched the spectacle while Lady Olivia was being honored by her submissive for the day. Magnificent, she posed for photographs in several rooms of the Club.
Finally, at 4 p.m., the bell rang, and the small group of about ten students settled into their communal desks.
blank sheets of paper and blue ink, and voyeurs seated around the group, denunciation was encouraged in case of cheating.
Mademoiselle Calamity, in a black pencil skirt, white blouse, and high heels, dictated a passage from Apollinaire's *The Eleven Thousand Rods*. It must be said that while the writing was difficult for some, the reading was no easier. Most were studious; the students wrote, but only C, mischievous as ever, made them repeat, glancing sideways at her tutors, anxious to please them.
As soon as they were corrected, with the kind assistance of teachers present in the room, the papers were handed in. Slowly, Mademoiselle called out the students' names, in order of the number of errors, and before giving the expected grade, had the number of mistakes estimated.
She had hoped for a perfect score on the posted scale of punishments, but her hopes were dashed. Whether they were genuine dunces or simply mischievous children who enjoyed a spanking, the papers ranged from 3 to 13 errors and more.
Submissive students S and C were placed in the corner, holding the sign "DUNCE" in their hands. Pitiful, with downcast eyes, they stood facing the laughing room.
The others demanded a spanking rather than stand on a ruler for 5 minutes, an old and vicious punishment.
So they filed up onto Mademoiselle's lap, where she pulled down their trousers, mocking the black sheer or lace underwear of some of them.
The spanking was administered with a handmade wooden paddle, whose heavy blows reddened the bottoms of the naughty students. They had to count the blows, and some, decidedly as hopeless at math as they were at French, lost track and their Latin, repeating numbers or simply forgetting to count altogether.
Ryuko finished the punishment with the riding crop and a joyful parade of ankle-length trousers ensued in her direction.
Mademoiselle had also sent poems, and four students were brave enough to recite them in public.
Daniel, ignoring Ryouko's feet, attempted the first one with Rimbaud's "Jeune Goinfre" (Young Glutton).
C, hesitant, began. The poor girl had chosen the most difficult one and, blushing and twisting her fingers, recited Théodore Gautier's "Le Godemichet de la Gloire" (The Godemichet of Glory). Mademoiselle mocked her and asked if it was Théophile's cousin. This didn't alleviate C's confusion, but valiantly, she continued and did quite well.
H, who had skimmed both poems, managed with a certain flair, and finally, young A redeemed his disastrous attempt with a near-perfect score!
Well done to all; it's easy to show off in writing behind a screen, but much harder to offer this vulnerability to everyone.
A resounding success for this workshop, which will be scheduled again in January.
Scattered throughout the floors, the mischievous C played with her tutors in the alcove, and her voice could be heard recounting inappropriate things and, ingenuously, asking for explanations of others. She wanted to understand the terms of the dictation and wondered about the definition of "gougnotte".
It was H, an inveterate player who never arrives empty-handed (today, discreetly equipped with his probe kit), who won the favor of the beautiful Ryouko for a session of subtle domination in the living room, followed by a more intense session at the Cross with the help of the whips. H came to play discreetly, leaving only his sex and his mind as targets. Two excellent sessions not to be missed, offering a variety of games.
Mademoiselle felt like punishing Lil Devil in a co-dominant encounter with DirtyVonP, and once again, Soumis S had the honor of serving as the whip-bearer, naked and kneeling at her feet.
Mademoiselle wanted to try the dragon's tongue on the beautiful woman's buttocks, which she had just slowly undressed, while the latter, powerless, could only blush openly, her hands tied above her head.
Then DirtyVonP entered the scene and lashed the plump, already reddened buttocks. Finally, Mademoiselle, ever the master of the riding crop, marked the top and bottom of the heavy breasts.
At 7:30 pm, the thirty or so players had left. Thanks again for a lovely afternoon, and see you on October 5th for the "Candle Games" workshop, a workshop to (re)discover the fiery pleasures of this game and share tips. KinkyClub's homemade candles will be available for purchase on site; you can admire their colors in Mademoiselle's or DirtyVonP's bondage photos.
Just a reminder, the workshops are open to voyeurs as well as participants, so feel free to contact us if you'd like to play.
