ZentaiSpot

*wuff*

Despite having a cold which prevented me getting out and about as Spot to a New Years Party on New Years Eve, I had recovered sufficiently that I was raring to go to Heros on the first Sunday of the month.

As it happened, Gizmo was free to also go, and invited my owner and I to join him in London for some shopping and food before we headed off to Heros.

We decided we’d visit Regulation and also the shops in Soho during the day, so we met Gizmo at Angel so that we could head off to Regulation to see what bargains they had in the shop. A few things caught my eye, but I was generally a good puppy and kept my wallet in my pocket. The one thing I did end up buying was a second set of Suction Cuffs for playing in the shower, meaning that both hands and feet can be cuffed up. *whimpers* – that means I can’t run away from “Bath Time”

We headed from Regulation down to Soho, where we stopped to have a coffee before heading in to the other shops we wanted to go and have a look at. In Prowler, I was again taken with some of the clothing items they had, but decided I couldn’t really justify the cost of things. However, as we were walking back along, Clone Zone had a sale on in one of their shops, and this time, I saw a set of Blue N2N Lycra tights straight away as we walked in. After a quick browse round the shop, and with my owners encouragement (not that I needed it this time), I duly purchased them… and on heading to a cafe for a coffee and a chat, I decided it was worth changing in to them, all be it underneath my street clothes. I was impressed!! They were very comfy and I really really liked them *wags tail frantically* – though the one sad downside, is they’re probably not quite ‘public friendly’ enough to wear on their own.

The 3 of us then headed off for some proper dinner, then on to Heros, where we met LycraSteve and Mortice outside waiting on it to open as we were all slightly early. When it came to opening time, we headed inside to get changed for the evening. After having consumed my drink and showing of pictures from recent photoshoots, I settled down on the floor to become a puppy for the evening. Slowly, more and more people arrived, including a couple of friends of mine that I haven’t seen in ages, so in between being a puppy on the floor and chatting to them, I had a good evening.

One of the few things I do remember doing during the course of the evening was pulling Scamp around as he was holding on to my lead as I was being mischievous… although I did get ‘punished’ for this as I banged my head on one of the hanging cages again 🙁 I was also up to my usual tricks of untying shoe laces and wanting belly rubs etc. We left, just after the 10pm ‘finish time’ of Heros, to get the tube back home (as it takes about an hour, and we don’t want to wait on last trains) and gave Gizmo a lift back to his car in a different station car park.

During the course of the evening, discussion was made about whether we were going to the FetishBound event on the following Friday, but we said we were not really sure if we would be or not. After we got home, and over the next couple of days, we spent some time discussing whether it was practical and feasible to go … as it happened, we were free on the Friday night, and quite a few people we knew of were going to be going, so we decided that we’d probably be heading along on the night.

Minor whoops injury on the Thursday before Fetishbound … I attempted to cut the tip of my index finger off on my right hand, and probably should have gone to hospital to have it looked at. Though the Friday morning, although throbbing slightly, the cut was beginning to heal – PHEW!!!!

We set off on the Friday night to head in to London and arrived outside Central Station about 6.45 – but as we’re not pass holders (and can’t really make it often enough to justify being ones) we had to wait outside until 7pm when the event opens to the ‘general public’ … so just before 7pm, we set off down the stairs to pay and get changed (which more meant dropping our street clothes as we both had our gear on underneath), and putting the finishing touches on me – the hood, paws and knee pads and harness.

After getting changed, I spent most of the night in the area most appropriate to me – the KennelBound area of the club primarily for pups. During the course of the night, quite a few people came up to me and spoke to me while I was there, one of which was Scamp – who spent the night trying to be dominant rather than sub/pup – but it failed, as everyone kept giving him scratches behind the ear 😀 It also didn’t take that long before he dropped on the floor to say hello to me at our usual level. Part of the reason for always giving him scratches was because it is what both my owner and I are used to – he’s a pup 🙂

About an hour into the night, I had to take my paws off since my finger was starting to hurt – but it didn’t stop me being a pup, I still stayed on the floor!

I spent much of the night observing what was going on, mainly as I didn’t want to bang my poorly paw on anything, and chatting to a few people we knew – some from FetishBound, some from Heros and some just in general. We had planned to leave at about 10:30 but as I had ventured away from the KennelBound area and was being stroked and having ear scritches which in turn made me so relaxed, we decided to stay a bit longer.

I became a bit more mischievous was told by to sit, as I was attacking shoelaces. I didn’t react to “SIT” straight away, and so was corrected by someone in the club (sorry I didn’t know who, but in pup mode I don’t pay much attention to names etc). This correction of my behaviour was a bit of a surprise, but deep inside me I felt amazing. This led to me being petted, stroked and I became so relaxed and peaceful I really deeply dropped in to pup-space; to the extent I was showing even more pup qualities than I have in the past. For an example, I was semi-aware that I was nuzzling into the crotch area of the person stroking me, which isn’t one of my more usual traits, though in this instance it just came naturally and I didn’t feel threatened or worried by doing it.
(Sorry – this paragraph may not read easily, but I can’t work out how to write down how I felt, since I was so calm and relaxed and amazed and happy all at the same time, and all-in-all I can’t describe it in words)

Hmmm – there’s a thought: is it worrying that some people now wear velcro shoes just so I can’t undo their shoe laces??? I think I might have a reputation *paws over eyes*

At 11:30 when the club finished we finally left, but it was definitely worth staying for the extra time. I decided it was best to take my Zentai off as it was dirty, and my poorly paw was probably best out in the open to heal – so I had to change back in to full civvies for the journey home. It was a good night, and one that we would quite happily go back to when everything aligns and I can get the chance to go!