We attend a recurring party, put on by a very private, very special group of people my wife and I are part of. I have been to 6 or 7 of these parties, and I was feeling pretty comfortable with myself at these events with these people. This is a good thing, because the first few parties are not that easy. Thoughts such as 'Will any of the women want to be with me?' and 'How will it be to see the woman I married fucking another man?' are often common for first timers, and even fourth and fifth timers. Being part of a non-monogamous community and lifestyle has great benefits, and at the same time, is challenging. You have to completely control feelings of jealousy, be sensitive to the needs of your partner, and somehow be comfortable enough with yourself to be at ease and be your attractive self to the people with whom you would wish to interact.
To add to this, some people are more submissive, such as my lovely wife, and (so it seems) her sexual partners come to her easily. Sure from time to time she has to say No to someone, but for the most part, they come to her. For me, most comfortable on top, even more comfortable being totally dominant, it can be a challenge, because the offers need to come from me. Not such a problem once I know a potential submissive is giving me the Green Light, but it can be a challenge to meet women like that and discern where she is at on the spectrum. That may sound whiny coming from someone who is telling you he is a Top, but it is no fun to run into a Red Light, or a woman who also wishes to dominate. Let's just say it is important to know something about the girl one chooses to approach.
For this party, like all parties, we were asked to choose roles, which are sort of like duties or chores, which make the party happen. We might be on the Food Team, or Setup, or the Cleanup Team. It varies depending upon the party and who is attending. This time, when I signed up, all of the usual roles I prefer were taken. There was one role however, which caught my attention: Dungeon Master.
I did not even know exactly what this role was, but it called to me. I signed up for it, along with a question to the party organizer as to just exactly what was expected.
The answer came back soon, and the organizer had never had that role either, and just told me that the Dungeon Master was in charge of setting up the Dungeon, outfitting it with restraints, floggers, blindfolds, and other toys, and might serve as a guide of the Dungeon. There was not too much pressure put on me to perform, and I was told that others would help me and even might have some particularly interesting toys to lend the Dungeon. I was a bit nervous about how I would attend the Dungeon during the party, but at the same time, I was excited by the prospect. Perhaps this was a way to meet the girls who wished to submit to my pleasures while I gave them what they wanted.
The setup day for the party came, and I arrived with all of my implements and toys. The wife and I had already an impressive collection including dildoes, cuffs and collar, leash, ropes, small flogger, leather crop, feather tickler, small rubber whip, Mexican wrestlers masks, blindfolds, and a strap on which a particularly hot girlfriend of ours had used to fuck my wife for the first time by another woman. Ah, memories!
Along with my things, some of our friends lent me other items to round out the "toolbox", including, a full size leather flogger, more restraints, a leather-covered paddle, more blindfolds, a few more collars and various fun toys for inflicting pain and rendering pleasure. I was delighted that so much showed up. Just seeing everything laid out on the shelf made it seem like a Dungeon and gave me additional confidence that I would live up to the role I had chosen.
Then I began to decorate the room to fit the bill. I blackened out the windows and began to hang black and red fabrics all over the wall and ceiling. I covered the double bed with a black sheet over the rubber sheets, and did the same with the single bed next to it. I installed tie points to six points on the double bed with loops for easy connections. To the two points on either side of the head of the bed, I attached our leather cuffs so that the sub could be easily and quickly restrained. I also put in a triangular wedge on the bed, which would allow someone to be draped over it, comfortable while cuffed and on their stomach, but with their ass in the air and totally vulnerable.
I stepped back and admired my work. Yes, this would do just fine. A primal heat began to rise within me, and most notably, a confidence surged. I didn't need anyone to tell me what to do in this place. Here, I was very comfortable and I knew just what I would say and do.
A while later, that evening, we all gathered to begin the party. There was the usual electricity in the air amongst us as we looked around and saw who was attending this party. Every party is different, and this one was looking to be a great one. The women looked scrumptious, the men looked hungry. There are some gay men, some lesbian women, some bisexuals in the group, but the group is primarily heterosexual and all inclusive. The vibe is very friendly and these people know each other well. There are around 60 people in attendance. I look around and see several women I have had my eye on and have been slowly getting to know. There are also a few women who already wear my collar, and we exchange looks that speak volumes about what we intend to do together. I smile, happy to be at this point and no longer the guy nobody knows. I also note that my wife has several men eyeing her. I am also happy to notice that I no longer feel any jealousy about this. Not only am I used to it, but that jealous part of me is not as strong as it once was, I am more powerful now.
When the introductions are done (there are always a few new people) and our opening ceremony nearly is complete, some announcements are made. At this time, I am asked if I have any announcement about our Dungeon, as it is not a normal fixture of our parties, and even if it were, there are always particulars that people would need to know. I had not prepared to say anything, but what came out of my mouth came naturally.
"We have a Dungeon this time, and I am glad to welcome you to use it. You will find many items which you may use, but please be considerate as they are all things lent to us by us. You will find the safer sex supplies you may need. I will also ask that, unlike our other play rooms, that this room be used with the door closed, to provide a bit more privacy and to keep the mood dark and away from the rest of the party. I will serve as your Dungeon Master. You are free to use the room as you wish, and, if you would like a guide, I am here to show you the ropes."
This got a laugh, and a few nervous titters from some of the ladies. I mentally recorded these reactions, as it could be good information for later. The party began and some people scattered, some stayed, and some got right into playing.
In fact, it was not very long at all before Thomas took my wife into a side room. She had had her eye on him and his huge cock for several parties now. This was the first time they were getting together. I noticed this as I was speaking to the woman who is partner to the man who was the party organizer. She was asking me if I would show her what I knew about spanking, flogging and generally being a Dom. She and her man wanted to elevate their relationship to the next level and he wanted her to more fully take control and this hot, older woman wanted to take it on. I was speaking with her, but at the same time, I was straining to see in the room where my wife went, and listening for her voice. Jenn noticed this and suggested we discuss this further in the room where my wife was. I liked that idea fine.
Inside, as it had been a good 10 minutes since they left, things were well underway. It was obvious that we were not going to be talking. Instead, Jenn and I sat down on the bed next to my wife and Thomas. She was on her back, legs spread and he was still, plunged deep inside her. My wife was moaning. Jenn sat on my lap as we watched. I couldn't take my eyes off of them, they looked so beautiful together. They paid us no mind as his thrusts began to build and speed up. She was making a LOT of noise now, drawing other people into the room to watch the show. I liked that my wife had not seen me and did not care who was in the room. She had eyes only for Thomas and was paying complete attention to him and the monster inside of her.
