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JackandSophia 49M/38F  
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3/30/2021 10:35 pm
A very special moment


A long time ago back when there used to be a rich fetish club scene in London, I took my sub to a fetish club night. I don't remember the name, I think it was the second installment of a bi-monthly thing, something fem sub themed I believe. Around 2011 or 2012. Crimson something maybe?

My sub was wearing a full body stocking. It wasn't like fabric, more like netting. If you google for crotch-less body stocking, you'll see what I mean. She also wore 4 or 5 inch high heels in black, makeup was mostly understated but accentuating her exotic eyes and slut level red lipstick and nail polish. The icing on the slut cake was a 24inch black under-bust corset, tight laced. I don't remember if she was wearing ankle and wrist cuffs, but she definitely was wearing my collar.

Leather slimline bondage collar from top to bottom leathers if anyone is interested. The collar had a purple accentuation, it really should have been the red one, but ah well. Don't let the perfect be the enemy of the good.

So I walk into the venue, leading my girl by a leash, nice black leather one, and immediately see some of the usual suspects. I am pretty sure LovingDom was there and maybe IndellibleMarker and TheKey, but I could be totally wrong about that. Basically established people of that level of kink glamour, that's what I am saying.

So they're standing by the side of the dance floor, music's not turned up yet and there's just a general milling about coalesced into a group, a loose circle. We join them, make our hellos and then I send off my girl to the bar to get us drinks. A few chuckles while I play "where shall we put the money on the sexy girl without pockets" and then she wanders off to the bar.

I say wander, but just visualise it. Girl wearing a<b> crotchless </font></b>body stocking with her shaved cunt and its cunt lips exposed with her sizable breasts very visible under the netting of the stocking who are presiding over a tightlaced corset, walking with a the sexy gait courtesy of the heels, she wouldn't be out of place on the runway of a kinky fashion show. My words really fail to adequately describe it, so let your imagination do the rest.

After a few minutes of chit chat, some girl wanders over from the bar. Quite nicely looking herself in a coordinated ensemble, is what I remember. Anyway, she joins us, obviously having been part of that group before we had joined.

She exclaims loudly over the music "Ohhhhh I hate her!" and we are a bit puzzled as to what is going on. She continues "Ohhhh look at her! I hate her so much! SHE. IS. PERFECT!" pointing at the bar.

Pointing at my girl.

Naturally almost everybody in the group is putting two and two together and is looking at me.

And I think I must have been grinning like the Cheshire Cat. Basking in the moment for sure.

One of the best kink moments of my life.

Pride of Ownership. It's a thing.

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