We've lost our dungeon virginity!

Pet and I have finally lost our dungeon virginity!

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For my review of Ess and Emm as a dungeon click here

It had been a rough week last week, and we were already feeling taken advantage of by people constantly seeking our help, and us never being able to say no when our plumber rang to delay the start of our new bathroom for yet another week.

We’d already got rid of the children so that the destruction/construction could begin and were ready to oversee the project whilst decorating a back bedroom and doing some final bits of studying.

In a casual conversation I said to pet that I had contemplated renting out “The Studio” in Reading for us to play in, but thought it probably wouldn’t be worth it because we weren’t really in D/s mode. Pet was instantly horny and started to look at the website and wanted to go. A phone call later and we were disappointed that the dungeon wasn’t available that night, but would be Saturday night.

By this time we were both excited by the whole idea, so I suggested looking at Ess and Emm’s site. I’ve always wanted to go there, and now seemed like the ideal time.

At this point I had to go and deal with the eldest 3 children and set them on their way for the weekend. Through text messages I found out that pet had booked us in for tonight, and I needed to get home, throw some things in a bag and we would be off on the 2 hour journey to Warwickshire!

The journey was uneventful apart from a trip to Sainsbury’s to buy some condoms and batteries, and I also put some Durex O Play in because it sounded interesting... that’s a fun basket to go through the check out with! People shouldn’t be so nosey! And off we went giggling like teenagers.
As we got closer to the destination we had to pull into a petrol station and ask for the final directions. Apparently SatNavs don’t pick up on the area to well and it’s easy to get lost. We made the phone call and made our way towards our final destination.

Driving down the country lane I ogled the few large manor-type houses that were there, and we turned in to a driveway which led to a courtyard completely enclosed by high brick walls on the front side, and three buildings connected to each other round the other 3.

Tom was stood in the black porchway to greet us and we made small talk whilst we took our bags into the house.

We went straight to the kitchen and Tom gave us the tour, starting with the food in the fridge (yummy!) and the wine and chocolates (double yummy) and how to work the heating... just like a normal self-catering cottage weekend. He then explained that the back door led to a private garden which was also completely secluded and we could go out there without being overlooked.

We then walked back through the hallway and BAM, there was the huge playroom. Trying not to look too overwhelmed, we nodded and hmmmed as we were taken through all the equipment. There was a huge frame with various attachment points in the middle of the room. This had a swinging platform on it, where a leather body bag was laid out (we were shown the rubber alternative in case that was what we preferred) We were shown how to remove this platform to release the St Andrews cross from the top of the frame.

To the right of the door was a beautiful throne with a kneeling mat stashed underneath. Next to that, a cage built in under the stairs with rubber matting and sheets on the floor. Then a cupboard full of electrostim equipment, and several rails on the wall filled with nipple clamps, paddles, blindfolds, floggers.... more toys than I knew what to do with. (Oh, what exactly does one do with compressed air?!?!)

On the main wall was a bondage wheel. We were shown how to release the wheel to move to other positions, by this time pet was drooling, and then the selection of hoods caught his eye, along with an isolation cupboard “in case someone needed some quiet time!”.

Next to this was a whipping bench and a large leather cage which was suspended from the ceiling. Finally for this room, a rail of ropes, rubber outfits, more masks and hoods, and several body bags of varying descriptions.

Back out to the hallway we were show the downstairs bathroom, which was a wetroom for water sports. Plenty of bits of equipment for enemas, medical inspection, plastic aprons and gloves, and one of those throne/toilet seats where you can place the submissive’s head in.

As if we hadn’t seen enough we were led upstairs to the gallery playroom. Another huge room filled with equipment. A cage in the corner with an office-type chair, and a neck hole through the top of the box. The gallery overlooked the leather cage suspension, which could be raised to the gallery level if you wished.

An inspection chair and another bondage cross, both electrically operated to every position you could ever want. A lush black leather sofa graced one wall, and another whipping bench finished the line up. Oh... and I mustn’t forget to mention the fucking machine! Mmmmmm!

There was another bathroom leading off from here with a double shower.
Finally we were shown across the landing to the bedroom “if we have time to sleep!”. Very cutely decorated, flowery and pretty, pine furniture... very B&B until you notice the red throne against the wall with a big black dildo in the middle, and the curved bench with a hole for the subject’s penis at the foot of the bed. Off this room was a wonderful big Jacuzzi bath.

Tom took us back to the kitchen and relieved us of our cash, and explained that no-one was due in after us, so we didn’t need to hurry off at 10.30, we could stay till 12.30 if we liked. He explained what to do during an emergency, and left us all alone, in a big house, full of dungeon equipment...

 

A Faltering Start

I was already feeling overwhelmed and just didnt know where to start. As this had been a spur of the moment thing, I explained to pet that I needed a bath and some alone time to get dressed and get myself a bit more Domme-like. I had imagined many times going to stay at Ess and Emm, but I didnt expect to arrive in such a state! In some ways Im pleased. The mad dash meant I didnt have time to worry about how I looked or what to bring... it just happened.

I had a great time splashing about in the Jacuzzi, pet eventually bought me a glass of wine after hed spent a lot of time wandering round and I started to get ready.

Whilst doing my hair and make up, I put on one of the porn videos that were in the room. Usual D/s porn, nothing overly exciting compared to where we were! I also flicked through a few of the porn magazines and pondered how we appeared to be immune to the photos. Some people would probably find a naked girl with a vibrator in her pussy quite a turn on... but I now saw it as quite a basic picture, with no sexual appeal whatsoever. Unlike the art around the house. 3 John Dietrich pictures in the bedroom, and beautiful photos, drawings and prints around the rest of the house. I recognised one on the stairs to be the original photo used for the first Erotica Exhibition in the UK.

In the meantime pet had a shower and was lounging around in one of the dressing gowns, so we figured we should probably go downstairs and do something!

I headed straight for the suspended leather cage and we just chatted and tried to figure out how to get into it. I was the first to try it, and was very surprised how tight it enclosed me, and how amazing it would feel if you were hooded. Pet decided to grope at me and I got a bit annoyed, saying we needed to talk about safe words and let me down, now!

Trying not to spoil things I put pet into the cage and suspended him a little bit off the ground. He started to get hard and his mind was obviously going into overdrive, so I went to the rack and picked a small thronged whip, which I knew would be a bit stingy. I came back and proceeded to gently whip at his thighs and butt, though at this point he was still wearing his boxers, so it didnt hurt too much. I surprised myself at how naturally things came to mind, and wandered back to the rack to choose some nipple clamps. Pet was starting to feel a bit nervous, but I wasnt phased at all, and came back pulling and pinching his nipples, which promptly went into hiding! Lol. After a little gentle coaxing I got the clamps on (tweezer styled ones, as I figured they would be a more gentle introduction than some of the torture implements on the rack!) and pet started to struggle with the pain. I stroked his back and kept him in between pain and pleasure for a while... then something else dawned on me. I released his nipples and popped into the kitchen where, sure enough, there were icecubes in the freezer. *GRIN*
I returned to pet and stroked them gently on his nipples. He was very unappreciative, and here I thought I was being *so* helpful in cooling them down! I popped the icecube down the back of his boxers and proceeded to take some photos from various angles. Eventually I released pet from his cage, and his ice cube.

Im not sure what happened next, but I started to get a bit panicky and upset. Maybe I was tired. So pet asked if I wanted him to take over for a while and I agreed, thinking that perhaps this would trigger some more ideas in me.

Pet tried out various things, some worked very well, some didnt... and eventually I grew very tired and upset and just wanted to be left alone. I asked to be released and went up to bed.

Pet was obviously worried about me, but by this time it was about 1am. We had sex, snuggled and went to sleep.

 

A New Day

We hadnt intended to sleep, but because things werent going too well, we decided it was best to get some rest and play a little in the morning before we left.

I woke pet up after the alarm went off, and it seemed the natural thing to do was to have sex. I wasnt really in the mood but figured that it might kick things off again. At one point I tried to get forceful and push pets head down to worship my pussy, but he refused. I got upset again and sex ended there and then. I got up, got dressed (into a pink and blue gingham school girl type outfit!) and wandered downstairs.

For some reason I went into the kitchen and started to read the visitors books. The comments made me frustrated and I started to cry. I felt it was so unfair, why did we never have this kind of fun anymore? Why do all the good things happen to everyone else? After the night before I really felt like I wouldnt care if I never saw anything kinky again. We were getting back to being stressed with each other because we were being drawn back into expectations on how we should act and what we should do.

At this point I noticed the instruction manual next to the visitors book and I picked it up. The first instructions were for the electrostim. Ive always wanted to play with electrostim, so I took the book to the cupboard in the main playroom and started to experiment. Sitting on the floor with some gel on my leg, various wired contraptions, and the control box, I started to see what the sensations were like, and how I could use them. I decided that pet had tried hard to Dom me last night, and I really needed to take control and show him that I could do it.

I popped the kit away as I didnt want pet to get any inkling of what I was up to, and went back upstairs. I reasoned that if there was no-one due in after us, maybe we could stay longer. Pet rang Tom and sure enough, we could pay extra and stay to 6pm.

We immediately got dressed and dashed out to the shop to get the extra cash and a few more munchies. Back at the dungeon, pet lay the table, I opened the stable door and proceeded to cook breakfast. This was much more like us, we were very happy just enjoying time together and I figured that perhaps I just hadnt settled in the night before and was still worried about money, the kids, my studies... but today I felt better.

After breakfast I went back upstairs and fixed myself, styled my hair, did my make up, watched some more random porn, and put on a different outfit. We did some fun photos when I got back downstairs, pet looking very cute all naked and holding a camera! And then we started to play.
I cant remember what order things happened in, so this may differ from pets account!

I think we briefly tried the voyeur box. I hooded pet and strapped him in tightly, locked the door and opened both the trapdoor at his face, and the one level with his penis. We had been talking about how it would have been if there were 3 of us at the dungeon, so I carried on chatting with him about that, teasing him about how he could be locked up in this cupboard and watching me being fucked over the whipping bench.

I teased his cock for quite a while, both with my hand, my mouth and just by teasing him with stories of what we could do. He asked me a few times if he could cum, and I wouldnt let him. Instead I left him to calm down for a while and then released him.

I sent him to the cage under the stairs, locked him in and settled myself in front of him, sat on the kneeling mat and decided to try out the O gel that I had bought... I didnt expect it to have an effect other than a warming sensation, but this stuff *really* has a kick to it! I spread my legs and played with myself while pet watched, and I coaxed him to tell me more about his fantasies about cuckolding and being used by other men. Eventually I was just too horny, undressed and decided to join pet in the cage.

I was now in complete slutty mode, and lay across the cage, my head in one corner and my legs spread, one hooked up through the bars, just feeling completely wanton, and told pet to make me cum. It didnt take long until I had one of the hardest orgasms in ages. I dont know if it was the gel, the cage, the fact I could make noise without fear of someone hearing, or anything else, but I was shaking with aftershocks for a fair while after.
Hyped up, I dragged pet upstairs and made him kneel on the whipping bench. Having secured him tightly, I fetched the lube and a rubber glove and placed one in each of his hands. I went downstairs and chose a selection of whips and paddles, and as I returned, I remembered I had bought one of pets anal vibrators.

So here I was, presented with pets bottom, his legs slightly spread, and so many possibilities!

I decided to start with a whipping practice, and worked my way through the paddles... alternating between spanking him within an inch of his safe-word, and then rubbing and soothing and calming him down.

Then I took the glove and the lube from him and started to probe his ass. We havent done this for a VERY long time, and I think pet was practically begging for me to start fingering him. I obliged willingly, and almost immediately he was panicking, thinking he was going to cum. Ive never found his g-spot so easily... I need me one of those whipping benches!!!!
Again I alternated between the anal vibrator and my finger until he was begging to cum. I let him cool off and then took him downstairs for what I hoped would be my piece-de-resistance... bondage and electrostim!!!

 

The Grand Finale!

I led pet downstairs and hooded him up again. This time I asked him to get on the bondage wheel, and had the wind taken out of my sails a bit as it took us some time to figure out exactly which straps went where!

Finally, with pet secured and hooded, I retrieved the electrostim kit. I pondered for a while whether or not it was safe for pet to hold one stim attachment whilst the cock and ball attachment was in place as his arm was slightly raised. I re-read the instructions and decided it would be fine. I applied the conductor gel, gave pet one end and proceeded to try and attach the loops to his cock and balls. Yet again, my evil plans went pearshaped, pets balls decided they werent having any of this! Pet was also having a little bit of a freakout, and to top it all, the cock and ball loop wouldnt work!

Annoyed but not defeated, I released pet and sent him to the whipping bench, took out my frustrations and then bundled him into the voyeur box.
I teased him mercilessly and brought him to the edge several times. He was a quivering mess, and I was quite proud of myself. Finally, after begging to cum so many times, I asked him how he wanted to cum... he replied I want to do it properly which threw me into utter confusion! Fortunately I maintained my cool and asked in my hand or in my mouth intending to laugh in his face if he said my mouth. The response I got was completely unexpected Mistress, I want to learn to do this properly, I want to cum in your hand and lick it up. My answer? You asked for it!

I continued to stroke him hard and fast as he said Thank you Mistress about 50 times and finally landed a large amount of warm sticky cum on my hand. I now realised I couldnt unlock the door LOL, so I went to the kitchen, placed the cum on a saucer and put it at the foot of the throne. The saucer made a nice, obvious, clinking sound on the tiles.

I went back to pet and unlocked the door, and began to release his straps. He mumbled something about not talking in future... I told him to get down on his hands and knees, crawl over to the throne and lick up his cum from the saucer. I sat myself comfortably and proceeded to watch him struggle in front of me, putting my foot on his back to give him a helpful nudge!

It took a lonnnnggg time for him to finish up the cum, and boy did he whinge and moan in the meantime. I reminded him that he was lucky it was his cum this time, and that he was lapping it up from a saucer and not from my freshly fucked pussy!

All in all we ended up having an amazing 24 hours. We decided not to play anymore after that final scene, and just talked about things in general. It was the best decision we could have made going to a dungeon for the night. It was up and down, as is our life, but coming away we are so happy and so much in love after a much needed get away.

We will be returning to Ess and Emm, hopefully when I graduate in December... maybe there will be 3 of us that night! Who knows?

 

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