During a discussion with my 'guiding' Mistress, W/we discussed the idea of attending my first event and there was a particular one in mind. I would have to attend as a single 'cuckold', but it would afford me the opportunity to sample first hand everything I was aspiring to become in one of the most respected settings for such an event.
With this in mind I respectfully approached the Host about the idea of attending as a single 'cuckold', and offered assurances that I would be respectful, observe, learn, and act in my capacity as a hopeful 'cuckold'. My request was met with great positivity and after some exchanges between the Host and my Mistress, who very kindly offered vetting for my candidature, I was offered the opportunity to attend.
A recipe for success no doubt.
After some trepidation throughout the week in deciding what best to wear which would be both most suitable and respectful to my 'guiding' Mistress, I was after all attending with Her consent, and intended to present myself in a way which would only serve to make Her proud., it was decided something formal would be most suitable. Hmm there's a recurring theme with pink again lol.
Pre-event instructions were given by Mistress and come the night I was ready to attend. Now I've attended a number of events over the years of varying degrees and not a lot phases me. But something in me was nervously excited and whilst no alarm bells were ringing or second guessing, I knew that I was taking the first steps into something that would either confirm or deny my own inner thoughts and desires.
And yet, I walked up to the door and right through it with no hesitation.
My instructions had been clear from Mistress, and were as follows;
- Arrive by 2215
- Mistress had requested a pic on my arrival
- My Holy Trainer was to be checked as being present by the Host (which was done in front of many people)
- I must obey any/all requests for Oral Servitude, either by a 'QoS' or BBC
- Display my cage freely to anyone who may show interest in it and requests to see it.
- Upon my departure I must txt Mistress
- Once Home Mistress had requested that I email all thoughts about the night as it would still be fresh in my mind.
So, what was it like without giving too much away. It was everything I had envisaged and hoped for. In honesty the only drawback was knowing that I was there, it was the right place but just no one special to be able to share it with. Hopefully in time, that will happen.
** Whilst this post is new this first event I attended was earlier in the Year and as a result I have been able to attend another more recently, which has only served to reinforce my own pursuit of such a life as a 'cuckold' in servitude to a Mistress I could become worthy of one day **
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