Finally got time for ‘pen to paper’ … or should that be “Paw to Paper”
Fetishbound on Friday evening was great. First time that I’d managed to get there, and so glad I did.
We arrived in London a touch early, so after a quick amble and stopping in a shop for *BUTTONS* (Cadburys giant chocolate buttons as dog treats) we arrived at the club.
Very warmly welcomed at the door, and we went in to change. … Well, I need not say what I got changed into, but my pup side was free 🙂 So on with the zentai, cuffs, harness and paws. Chew toy out the bag, lead out ready for later and then my Owner took the bag to check in at the cloakroom.
A pint of Strongbow later and I was relaxed … dropped to all-4’s and bounded over to the ‘pup area’ that I gathered later was a new-ish addition to the night.
Very shortly after another pup arrived, Scamp, and well … From here on in it gets hard to remember exactly what went on due to my switching off of the human life and embracing the pup mode.
Bits I do remember from the night were:
Lots of colourful lights whizzing around on the floor; which animal can’t resist chasing lights on the floor!! Especially laser light!
Being penned up for a short duration, where Scamp was feeding me crisps through the bars, *Wags Tail*
… hmmm, this is harder than it seems to remember exactly what happened …
I know that I was having fun with chew toys and playing fetch/tuggy with Scamp, I can also remember that I took a liking to the shoelaces of someone who was chatting to scamp 🙂 (I don’t know what it is, but recently, untying shoelaces has become a bit of a game for Spot)
Hmmm …. oh, I remember finding a long length of rope (well, the end of it) and then running round with the end in my mouth … but the rope wasn’t as long as I had first thought … still, it was on the floor and ‘Rule’ No. 4 of the ‘Ten Commandments of Toys’ says: “If it’s in my mouth, it’s mine. And you can’t have it back” I guess ‘rule’ 3 also occurs here: “If it’s on the floor, it’s mine” *Wags tail playfully*
Any way, there was one person there that really was putting up a fight to me and my chew toy, and I was winning very successfully, until he said “Drop” whilst looking straight into my eyes *whine* I let go … I got given a pat on the head, and then the comment came “I’m going outside for a cigarette, and I’m taking this pup with me” (or something similar like that) … My lead got taken hold of and I was lead to the door, up the stairs (still on all-4’s) and outside onto the pavement. … Oh dear, I’m in trouble now: one of the house rules of the night is: “No inappropriate fetish gear or play is allowed outside the club”
It turned out the person who led me out is the owner of the premise, and so he wasn’t worried at all. I loved every moment being outside … Zentai suit (no hood up though), ankle cuffs on, knee pads on, harness and lead and paws being warn … OUTSIDE!! *Excitable puppy* We had a chat about a few things whilst he had a cigarette and also I was offered one, and thought I may as well since I’m now outside and being sociable. I didn’t stand up though, just stayed kneeling, and once I’d finished I dropped back to all-4’s and carried on chatting.
Shortly after I was lead back inside, and came down the stairs on 4’s … forward! Not an easy thing to do, but I’m not finding it difficult… just keep your shins tucked up well out the way; otherwise you’ll end up with very busied shins from the front edge of the stair tread. Trick with coming down the stairs this way is to concentrate, and relax … those bits are easy, the not so easy bit is fighting human nature of “this is wrong, you’ll hurt yourself, never go down stairs like this forwards” (unfortunately the stairs bit is one of the few times human instinct returns) … If you can fight this, then it becomes easier with time.
Back in the club, I was patted and thanked, then I returned to being mischievous.
Shame really, the end of the night came sooner than expected (it always does when you’re having fun [or is it because dogs can’t read the time]) and it was soon to cover up, and help carry the equipment up to the car of the person whom the cage, rope etc belonged to.
What a great night, warmly welcomed by all as new comers … and my greatest thanks goes to Scamp! Up until that point, I’d not really had a chance just to let go and be daft with another pup who seems just as playful … It’s sooooo much fun!
*Nuzzles* *Wags Tail* …. oh and *Nuzzles*, *licks* to “Scamp” tooo 🙂