As Gizmo and his owner/partner, Max, were coming down to London for the weekend, due to it being Max’s birthday, my owner and I decided it was worth going along to Fetishbound for the evening. After we both finished work for the day, we headed off in to Central London, to make our way to Central Station. On arriving, we paid our admission fee, and went off to get changed. As we were changing, I heard a squeaky toy in the distance and looked down to see Scamp standing near us – although not with the toy *whines*
After I’d finished getting dressed, I made my way over to the ‘KennelBound’ area of the club, and my owner brought me over a drink. I spent some time catching up with Scamp at the time, and decided that it was worth putting myself in the cage as my owner had departed to help one of our other friends put on their latex mitts. I curled up in the cage all relaxed 🙂 I had to get out though, when I needed to go to find a tree.
After that, Scamp and I became mischievous puppies and started pushing the cage, which Aura was now in, around… trying to turn it on it’s end etc. and stealing his socks. The comment at the end was that he now had knee-high socks, but hadn’t come out with them!
I became aware that someone had started scratching me behind the ear… and that was me for what I’m told was about 30-45 minutes! I was just sitting there, leaning against them, getting my head scratched. During this time, Gizmo and Max arrived, and I hadn’t even been aware of it – in fact, even after I stopped getting scratches behind the ear, it took me a bit of time to register that they’d arrived! Cue more playful puppies, and being made to beg for chocolate buttons. This is one advantage not having the Zentai hood up has – I can get chocolate buttons, but with the hood up, I can’t – and that was the issue Gizmo was having with his latex puppy hood!
After more relaxing and chatting, it came the point in the evening where it becomes home time. However, just at the end of the night Tie Em Up, who runs the night, announced that it had been the busiest night ever, and had actually reached capacity – so from that point of view, it was a good night for the club. We decided we’d walk with Gizmo and Max back to King’s Cross, as they were going on the same platforms as us, but in the opposite direction.
Yet again, we got beaten by the tube network again, being turfed off the train at Wembley Park and then having to get on the next one to get home… when you’re running close to the end of the night, it’s not always a good thing!
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