Mistress Maliia - The Cocksucking Slave Whore

I went to a bondage party last night (woo woo!) and I had a lot of fun. Hey that reminds me that for you guys and maybe some girls too who feel like you go to fetish clubs and bondage parties and you just kind of stand around and you don't do anything because you're not with someone else or whatever and maybe you don't really know the people very well so you just kind of wander around and watch what's going on without really participating I have advice (yes it's Princess Maliia to the rescue!) Don't give up. Okey I know that sounds like crappy advice but here's the thing, the more you go to these things, the more your face becomes familiar and the more you talk to people, even just casually about stuff, then the more comfortable they become with you and the more likely it becomes that they will want to play with you. Then that starts a whole thing where you play, even just a little bit with one person and then others can see how you play and what your technique is (whether top or bottom we all have our little techniques and ways of doing things right?) and can know that hey, you're okey. See, the thing about bdsm is that the root of it is trust. I know you've heard that a thousand times before but its totally true. Most people aren't going to play with a total stranger and I'm no exception. I don't play with anyone I haven't known for a long time and I'm not going to get to know you if you show up just once and then I only see you once a year after that. So there's something to be said for consistency.

Anyway, that's a little off the topic but it was something I was reminded of because this particular party happens once a month at a really nice and large private dungeon location. I don't always make it but I think over the last year I've managed to go maybe 8 or 9 times. The people there know me but more important, I've gotten to know a lot of them and I've gotten a good feel for which ones really know what they're doing and what their backstory is and what the likelyhood is that they may have the body of a 16 year old girl in the trunk of their car (which for the record, I don't think any of them do but see, I couldn't have told you that if I only showed up one time). The point of my comment above though was that its not just attached people at this party, there's plenty of single girls and guys. While the girls generally have an easier time finding play if they want it, I see a lot of the same single males at each of these parties. Over the last few months I've seen them get in a little play from time to time and as I've had conversations with them, I've gotten to know them a little. See, its all good.

So last night I don't know what kind of mood I was in and I didn't really care either. I was just going to go and have fun. See, sometimes I know how I'm feeling. I'm submissive, I'm dominant, I'm a puppy, I'm a fucktoy whore. Whatever. Last night I didn't have anything predefined. I did have a sexy new outfit though. Well some was new. I wore a new pvc corset that made my tight little body look even tighter, a pair of leather hotpants (I know some people have said skirts are better for me due to easy access but I've had this pair of hotpants for like a couple of years and I had never worn them so I thought this would be a great opportunity), fishnet stockings (yes they do make me look like a total whore which I like, but in all honesty I wore them because I got bitten by an insect on my leg and it looks a little wierd still so wanting my legs to look as hot and sexy as possible, I covered them up and that accomplished the added bonus of making me even hotter. How about that for modesty?) and my knee high black leather boots.

Usually when I go to these things I take some time to hang out, see whats going on. I don't go alone or anything, I have friends who are into the scene who go with me, sometimes a girl or a boy or both or a couple of one or the other. I like to mix things up. Last night though I got into things a lot quicker than usual. Okey here's what happened. a guy who I've seen wandering around for the last year and I started talking a little. He's a submissive and I have done a little domination of him before so we've played a bit on a couple times. Like I said, I didn't have a role picked out for myself though I heard rumors that there might be a pony play time later on so naturally I brought my bit and bridle so I could become a pony when the time came. Anyway, this guy is one of those who is such a good submissive (he really is very good at it) that it just brings out the domme in me. Seriously. So we're talking a little, he's being nice, head bowed, just naturally I think from me having dominated him before or maybe him being submissive, whatever and I was getting a little dominant. So I gave him a hard time and said what a bad slave he was not properly greeting a beautiful Mistress like me. I pointed to my shoe and I ordered him to kiss it and greet me properly, which he did in front of the party. Then I put a dog collar on him and lead him around on a leash for a little while, talking to some familiar people and drinking flavored water (have you had this stuff? It's really good. I'm a fan of the lemon, raspberry, strawberry and grape flavors), and finally I had him kneel in front of me as I sat, remove my boots and give me a foot massage for a good half hour (hey, those high heels are killers and what girl wouldn't want a nice foot massage).

He did a good job and I thought he deserved a reward so I took him into one of the rooms, made him strip and had him kneel so I could put cuffs on his wrists and ankles. Then I tied up his cock and balls (I'm so cruel) and pulled the rope back between his legs to really give him a hard time before having him bend over a padded horse where I locked him down. I must have spent at least half an hour whipping, paddling and occasionally giving him a nice little rub to make it feel better and of course from time to time I made him lick my boots or kiss my legs or ass. You know, all that whipping can be hard work but it really gets out a lot of stress and aggression. To his credit, even when I whipped as hard as I could he was happy to have it. By this time even though I was in one of the smaller rooms of the facility, a little crowd had gathered and was watching Mistress Bitch Maliia in her tight and shiny fetish clothes have her way with a lowly little slave boy. How fun. A lot of what I did was verbal humiliation, for example, I had a dildo and I made him suck on it and I asked him if he liked sucking on my cock and if he wanted me to fuck him in the ass with it (I couldn't actually fuck him in the ass with it there because of the rules of the place but it makes for a nice verbal component of the thing). Hey, I'm good at verbal humiliation so I made him shout that he wanted to be a pretty little slave slut for me and lots of other choice things.

We finished up our scene and I unlocked him. Naturally I made him kneel down, lick my boots some more (including sucking on the heels, hey, if I have to suck on cocks, the least my slave boy can do is suck on my heels right?) I still had the rope tied really tight on his cock and balls and I told him he should get dressed of course but that he couldn't release his package until he got home so that he would continue to remember our time. After that I think at least 3 or 4 guys (and a girl too to be fair) came up to me and volunteered to be my next victim. It was more like "Mistress Maliia, if you need another slave to play with I'm always happy to serve you". I guess its a good ego boost for lots of people to want to be your slave right?

Okey, so here's the thing about me, I'm very flexible. Like maybe 5 minutes later I was still feeling like Mistress Maliia and looking for other trouble to get into when my friend really put me in my place. I was standing, talking, minding my own goddamn business and he grabs me by my hair and says "get on your knees you cocksucking whore". So much for Mistress Maliia, that pretty much killed her right there and now it was fuck slave maliia's turn. He ordered me to lift my hair and he locked a dog collar around my neck and told me that I was just a naughty little bitch and should wear a collar like the dog whore I am". Hey, he's great at verbal humiliation and knows just how to hit what I like. I knew there was a reason I brought him to this party! As if that wasn't enough, he made me shout stuff to the whole party. I think he must have picked up on what I did to the slave when I was Mistress. I had to shout things like "I'm a nasty sextoy whore with 3 holes for fucking" and "I'm a lowly pet on your leash, please use me". Needless to say, it got my little pussy very wet, very fast.

He had me kiss his crotch (outside of his pants) and then kiss his shoe before attaching a leash to me and making me crawl to the middle of the room where there was a piece of dungeon equipment to chain me to. He stood me up (he's a pretty big guy, like 6'2 and I'm of course a very small girl at 5'2 and 90 lbs) and locked me (yes he used real locks) to the equipment by my wrists and ankles so that my legs were spread wide. He continued to verbally humiliate me and then he untied the corset, pulling it off and revealing my upper body to the room. I heard some applause from some of the people watching. I can't imagine they were impressed with my tiny little tits but I guess it made for a good show anyway. My friend (well, Master at the time) started alternating punishments. Whipping my back (the flogger he used wasn't very painful but it made a great sound) paddling and spanking my ass and sometimes rubbing me too. After a few minutes he attached clamps to my big thick nipples with a chain connecting them and then went back to whipping me. That was tough because everytime he whipped me the chain would swing and it would pull even more on my nipples. Now I have very sensitive nipples so this was really intense for me. Sometimes he would stop and rub between my legs and make me buck my hips against his hand and grind myself against him like a dog in heat. That was hot. I was definately dripping and if it hadn't been for the hotpants, I think my juices would have been streaking down my legs.

I'm not sure why, but my Master didn't want to take them off which worked out well because my legs were locked really far apart and spread. This was great when he was rubbing me and I was grinding but not so good when he pulled out a crop and started to crop my pussy through the hotpants. It stung a little even then and I was thinking that if I were naked, it would be even worse!

So we did this in front of everyone for a little while, me announcing from time to time what a cocksucking little slant eyed whore I was and him making me lick and suck a dildo to prove it. As I said, this club doesn't allow penetration (which is just too bad) because I would have loved to give him a blowjob or feel him in my ass or pussy. Seriously, I was totally hot for it, but he did pull out his cock and I could kiss and lick it (as long as I didn't take it in my mouth and suck on it. What a stupid rule). He had a nice cock too, longer than average and not much hair which is good for me because I like to lick a guy's balls but the hair factor kind of gets to me sometimes.

After I did that for a bit he finally unlocked me (good thing too because my arms were getting tired) and had me kneel again while he took off my cuffs. I spent the rest of the night on a leash though which was fine with me too. So now you're probably wondering if my friend took my home with him and used my 3 holes and treated me like the little cocksucking slave whore I am. Well, maybe he did, but then, maybe this little blog entry has gone on long enough for today huh?