She’s always been up for new adventures, and this was no exception. Betty and I have been friends for 2 years now, and in that time we have developed a trusting relationship. I have introduced her to many new things, from corsetry to sensual yet non-sexual photo shoots, to a trip to Folsom Street Faire. She just turned 21 and now the real (grown-up) adventures await!
We had been planning a trip to LA for spring break, and I was considering taking Betty to one of my favorite dungeons there. I wasn’t sure if she was ready for such a field trip, but the night before we left, she was leaving unintentional clues. So, I casually asked her, “Do you want to go to a dungeon while we’re on vacation?” She enthusiastically responded, “Yes!?” followed by “What, exactly, is a dungeon?” Being friends with me, she was already aware of the BDSM scene and community, just hadn’t had any guidance for personal exploration. So I told her enough to reduce the fear of the unknown, while leaving some mystery to keep it exciting. She kept telling me that she was “curious, and just doesn’t know what to expect.”
We decided to dress as two school-girls. I didn’t have any particular plan in mind and went with the assumption that I would just be showing her around but left an open mind for the possibility of play. When we arrived, most of the attendees were simply socializing and I was worried that Betty would find the experience to be boring. I gave her the grand tour and showed her all of the equipment and each of the uniquely decorated rooms. We made new connections with friendly people, and I reconnected with some old friends from years past. One reconnection was with a former casual play-partner of mine, Fred. I was thrilled to see him again and we talked with his lovely play partner, Ginger.
Betty and I continued our tour and stopped to watch a scene-in-progress. Betty asked if it was okay to watch, and I reassured her that it was. In fact, the Primary Dom let us know he was ok with our voyeurism; so we sat, perched atop a leather bed, and enjoyed the scene taking place in front of us. The scene involved a beautiful woman, blindfolded, with two dominant men tending to her needs. They would stroke her, spank her, and worship her various body parts. One of my friends, Chris, joined in (after being asked by the Primary Dom) by worshiping her feet. The woman asked for permission to orgasm; her Dom refused. He continued to touch her until she could not take it anymore. Finally, he allowed her release. The whole scene was sweet; anyone in the room could feel the connection and the energy flowing. Betty sat, jaw dropped, with a big grin on her face. I think it may have been her first time to witness another woman having an orgasm in front of her.
We continued to roam around and socialize when Fred approached me. His partner, Ginger, was interested in playing with us. We all agreed that Ginger would top both of us (Betty and me), and we let her know that this was Betty’s first visit to a dungeon and her first time really playing. Ginger took her time in explaining everything to Betty. She showed us each play toy and explained how it is used and why there were so many different instruments of sensation. “It’s not that you get bored with one and need to replace it, it’s that you want to experience something new.”
Being a part of Betty’s first scene was an honor and a responsibility. I felt very protective of her, and throughout the scene I would ask her if she was okay. She seemed to be enjoying herself, and even though there were some toys she liked more than others, I was glad that she was learning about her own desires and personal preferences. We wrapped up the scene and changed into our pajamas.
Ginger was fantastic with us both and for that I am so grateful. I really wanted Betty’s first time to be special. To me, taking Betty to her first dungeon experience was like taking a child to Disneyland. It gave me a new sense of wonder and excitement. I got to see things for the first time, again. And I hope it’s something she enjoyed enough to ask, “Can we go on that ride again!?”
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