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LadyGatta -> FUNNY STORY FROM ISRAEL KINKY!! (3/19/2010 2:47:53 PM)
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The Cage is an Israeli BDSM site of which I am a member. Cage members were having a get-together party at Tel Aviv's Dungeon club. I happened to be in Israel that particular week. So, I got together with the my girlfriend that I knew from New Yotk, and called a young sub that I knew from the Cage. We picked him up, and off we went to the Dungeon.
The club is in the old city of Jaffa, right next to Tel Aviv, in a non-Jewish neighborhood, and that is why all the action there is on Friday nights.
The nightclub is in a bare stone basement in a building seeming to go back centuries--it breathes history. You enter through a park and have to climb a set of stone steps to get to the club (grrr!...I busted my heels on that shit). . In any event, this club is nothing like Paddles in NYC, where there is no dancing to regular music, lol, but at most times, plenty of good play!
So there we were, I was dressed in a black cat suit and thigh-high boots, my subbie was carrying my bag--I did bring a few toys with me..some floggers, whips, paddles, etc. We watched the house show and went upstairs to see what was going on there and to meet other members of the Cage. Upstairs there were several rooms where people were playing, but again, nothing like Paddles, they were all dressed up! Well, I guess its not time yet for their community to go wild! We found a sofa to sit down on, my little subbie sure remained standing...it was his first time in the club, but I coached him before. The moment we sat down, another slave prostrated himself on the floor, and started licking my boots and the boots of my girlfriend.....We lit up our cigarettes and kindly ashed in his mouth, for which he was very grateful. We laughed; my poor subbie was blushing, so I laughed again. Then, he asked to be let go to the bathroom, but my condition was for him to lick my boots before I let him go. He blushed again, not sure if that was a good idea. Please understand, that the Dungeon is the only BDSM club in all of Israel, and lol, with that small population, one's bound to meet someone he/she knows from school/work...etc...So poor subbie was very hesitant to lick my boots in front of others, but the choice was simple: your either lick the boot or piss yourself...Ok, after a few minutes he was on his knees licking my boots after which he was allowed to use the toilet and ordered to bring me drink from the bar.
Something interesting was going on downstairs at that time, so I found comfortable lounger from where I could watch the show, and was surprised to see a Mistress that I knew from the Cage, with a male and a female slave. Both were undressed and she was torturing her female slave while the male slave was masturbating. I thought to myself, maybe they do go wild sometimes. Another guy approached me, he was addressing me in Hebrew, so I advised him in Hebrew as well that I preferred to talk to him in English...No problem, in Israel most everybody speaks English....After some small-talk, I asked him if he liked worshipping a Mistress's boots...His reply was that he was not into that....Laughingly I offered him a deal...how about for each lick he gets a face slap...Well, that went just fine with him...after 10 or 12 slaps, my boots were extra clean and his face had a very healthy color, around the imprints of my small fingers.
Finally my subbie returned with my drink. His face was sooooooo pale. When asked what happened, he told me in a shaky voice that he had met his next door neighbor. "Oh," I laughed..."is that all! I am sure he will never tell on you, since he is also here!" That statement reassured my subbie, but I decided to take him a bit further, so in a purring voice I suggested to him to remove his shirt ( lol, no way would he remove pants in club...hehe!). Again, he looked at me...."Oh, come on, little one," I said. "Let's show your neighbor how brave you are. Let me cuff you to the poles and give a little show to others." He was not sure anymore, but the idea of being brave really got to him. I did not waist a minute, cuffed his hands and feet and used my floggers, whips and paddles all over his back and ass....then I turned him around, attached nipple clamps, poured some hot wax from candles that were burning on the table in that room...Oh, yes...I did make him count all my whips in English, in Hebrew and then repeating after me, he counted in Russian....you can imagine ..he got really good flogging that day! Finally, he was un-cuffed, kneeled in front of me and kissed my boots while the audience applauded.
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