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Ball Weight and Suspension

April 7th, 2009 · No Comments

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Last Sunday, Don Quixote hosted a gathering at his place.  Underneath his clothes, he wore the new Stainless Steel Ball Weight for me.  On the way there, I told DQ’s best friend that he would be wearing the Ball Weight.

When we arrived, DQ slipped me the key, which officially ceded control to me.  As we all gathered round, DQ’s friend remarked, “I see you’ve gained some weight …about a pound and a half!”  I love this guy because he always knows the right thing to say!

When it was time to leave, I had DQ take down his pants and show his friend the Ball Weight.  I left him the key and told him that I would call before his bedtime to give him permission to remove it. I headed off to the Suspension party.

This was the first time I had been to Suspension. The earlier start time of 9pm on a Sunday made it easier for me to attend. I got there around 9:30pm. China1 is a restaurant and the event was in the basement which is ornate and huge. There are two rooms with lots of comfy alcoves. Each room had a suspension rig set up and I also saw a spanking bench. It wasn’t too crowded yet and I took advantage of the space and did a nice rope suspension scene.

By the time my scene ended, the place was packed. I sat in one of the alcoves with friends. It was time to call DQ. I reached into my bag for my phone but it wasn’t in the little pocket. I started rummaging through the bag. I could not find my phone!

“Lolita, what’s wrong?” One of my friends had noticed that I was panicking.

“I can’t find my phone and it’s really important. I have to call somebody to let them out of bondage.” I hesitated for a second, and then thought about the extra humiliation value, and added, “It’s Don Quixote.”

“Oh!” My friend snickered. “Don’t worry! I have his number and you can use my phone.”

Hooray for having an incestuous band of friends! I called DQ, gave him permission to unlock the metal and wished him a good night. Nothing too terrible would have happened if I hadn’t made the call. DQ would have worried about me and I would have felt like an irresponsible top. Thankfully, it all worked out. I didn’t worry about the phone and went back to hanging with my friends.

There were a lot of people I knew there; some of them I hadn’t seen in a while and it was great running into them. I also met some new people. I spanked a cute girl. By 1:30am, I was ready to leave. The party was still in full swing and very crowded, but I was ready to call it a night.

I got my jacket from coat check and found my phone in the pocket.

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