The end of September ended pleasantly at the KinkyClub.
The couples from the naughty lunch were joined by a few players including Olivia our darling transvestite.
The latter did not waste a minute to enter the scene and take care of the young submissives present. Miss Calamity took care of Soumis S, who, naked and collared, was walked on a leash and exposed to everyone's eyes. His muscular body and his mind of steel allowing him to endure long, immobile poses, he looked like a statue of flesh.
Knowing in advance that he would fail the day's dictation, he was corrected in advance in the small room.
Exposed, the pellet offered to the eyes of the voyeurs, he was spanked vigorously and while the blows rained down, his body trembled and sighs escaped him. When the joke came on the scene, just as scathing as Mademoiselle's words, it was a flood of endorphins that hit him. Then at the end, Mademoiselle, busy receiving the participants of the day's thematic workshop, let him regain his composure, still perched on the high padded spanking bench.
Meanwhile, DirtyVonP administered a solid beating to Jodie the bartender, not because she had done anything stupid but out of pure greed. The dragon's tongue lapped at the undulating beauty, her thighs tightened by bondage highlighting her pretty tattooed buttocks.
H whipped the submissive of a couple on the floor. It endured the blows of the swift, firmly attached to the wheel. The audience watched the show while Lady Olivia was honored by her submissive of the day. Sumptuous, she had her photo taken in several rooms of the Club.
Finally at 4 p.m., the bell rang and the dozen or so students sat down at the collective desks.
White copy and blue ink, voyeurs sitting around the group, denunciation was encouraged in the event of cheating.
Mademoiselle Calamity, black pencil skirt, white blouse and high heels dictated a passage from Apollinaire's Onze Milles Verges. It is fair to say that if writing was difficult for some, reading was no easier. Studious for the most part; the students wrote alone, C, mutinous, was rehearsing, watching her tutors out of the corner of her eye, anxious to satisfy them.
As soon as they were corrected, with the gracious help of professors present in the room, the copies were returned.
Slowly, Mademoiselle named the students, in order of mistakes, and before giving the expected grade, had the number of mistakes estimated. She had hoped for a clear scale of punishments displayed but her hopes were disappointed.
Real dunces or simple brats who love spankings, the copies ranged from 3 to 13 faults and more. Submissive S and C were placed on the picket, holding the DANCRE sign in their hands.
Pitiful, with downcast eyes, they stood facing the laughing room. The others demanded spanking rather than holding the ruler for 5 minutes, an old vicious punishment.
They therefore presented themselves in a line on Mademoiselle's knees, who took their pants off, making fun of the black sheer or lace underwear of some of them.
The spanking was administered with a paddle, made of wood and handmade, the heavy blows of which reddened the buttocks of the bad students. It was necessary to count the strokes and some people, definitely as bad at mathematics as they were at French, lost track and their Latin, repeating numbers or forgetting to count altogether.
Ryouko finished the correction with a stick and there was a joyful parade of pants around her ankles in her direction.
Mademoiselle had also sent poems and 4 students were courageous enough to declaim them in public.
Daniel, abandoning Ryouko's feet, tried the first try with Rimbaud's “young glutton”.
C, hesitant, started.
The poor thing had chosen the most difficult one and, blushing while twisting her fingers, recited The Godemichet de la Gloire by Théodore Gautier. Mademoiselle mocked and asked if it was Théophile's cousin. This did not help C's trouble but valiantly, she continued and came out of it satisfactorily. H, who had read the two poems diagonally, came out with a certain brilliance and finally, young A, made up his poor copy with almost no mistakes!
Well done everyone, it's easy to show off in writing behind a screen, but more difficult to offer this vulnerability to everyone.
A great success for this workshop which will be scheduled for January.
Dispersed on the floors, the mischievous C played with his guardians in the alcove and we heard his voice telling inappropriate things and, ingenuous, having others explained to him. She wanted to understand the terms of the dictation and wondered about the definition of “gougnotte”.
It was H, an inveterate player who never comes empty-handed (today, simply equipped with his probe kit) who was favored by the beautiful Ryouko for a subtle domination session in the living room then more intense at the Cross thanks to to swifts. H coming to play in complete discretion, the only targets remaining were his sex and his mind. Two choice games not to be overlooked and offering varied games.
Mademoiselle wanted to punish Lil Devil in co-domination with DirtyVonP and once again Submissive S had the honor of serving as a whip bearer, naked and kneeling at his feet.
Mademoiselle wanted to try the dragon's tongue on the buttocks of the beauty that she had just slowly stripped while the latter, helpless, could only blush without hiding, her hands being tied up high.
Then DirtyVonP entered the scene and smacked the plump and already reddened buttocks. Finally, Mademoiselle, always a fan of the stick, marks the top and bottom of the heavy chest.
At 7:30 p.m., around thirty players had left the scene.
Thank you again for this beautiful afternoon and see you on October 5 for the “Candle Games” workshop, a workshop to (re)discover the burning pleasures of this game and share advice. On-site sale of “home-made” KinkyClub candles, the colors of which you can admire in the bondage photos of Mademoiselle or DirtyVonP. Quick note, the workshops are open to voyeurs but also to participants, so you can contact us if you want to play.
