When I say being naked in public I don’t mean walking the streets undressed, I mean being so in the controlled environment of a club. Yesterday we attended CMnf and had a really very lovely time. I don’t know if it was because it was the third time we have played this year that put me in such a relaxed mood. Or that Saturday was a pretty chilled out day and so we hadn’t been rushing about. But I got up in the morning really ready for the day, and it didn’t disappoint.
I had considered just wearing a dress and nothing underneath to travel, but it wasn’t a very warm day and it felt better to wear (matching) underwear when I had showered. First though I removed what felt like many months worth of pubic and other hair. I also changed my nipple jewellery, something I’m very tardy about. Traffic was pretty light and we arrived with a good 20 minutes to spare. It also rained at that moment too! I had hoped to get the opportunity to frolic naked in the club’s garden, but no such luck. They open the doors at exactly 2pm and by about 2.10 I was taking my clothes off ready for the afternoon.
I’m so much more at home in my body these days
Thinking back to our first public play at the same event in 2018 I can see how much I have changed. Back then I felt self conscious about myself naked. Which is funny because since then I’ve had breast cancer, a mastectomy and reconstruction. However it is clear that people aren’t really bothered by each other. As in life they are more interested in themselves and the people they are there with. However I do find it interesting to watch how people behave with each other. Particularly at these ‘lifestyle’ events. It is a voyeurs paradise to be sure. I enjoy watching people play and also am interested to see the protocols some males insist upon and the way in which their submissive reacts. Are people doing the things they do naturally or is it all an act just for the day. Nothing is right or wrong when it comes to these things, it is just interesting. For me though I am pretty at ease even though there are so many naked and also fully clothed people around.
Time for play
As I mentioned above we have had the chance to play twice this year. Once at the Feb CMnf and then at the Secret Dungeon in April. I’m going to write a separate post about the latter. Because unexpectedly I really struggled to get into the mood in a properly private place like that. But ultimately I do think it helped me get in the right mood for yesterday. You’ll have to wait to find out why, but suffice to say that playing in the morning isn’t necessary a bad thing when the night before has felt a little pressured.
Getting ready in the morning by doing the hair removal / shaving routine certainly helped. As did thinking about what I’d wear to travel. Plus I added a little spice by taking a but plug along, which I inserted just after I undressed. G didn’t know until I lay on the bench. I can honestly say I was starting to get back into my slave mindset. So maybe never say never again.
The only downside was the level of noise in the playroom. Many people really go to these events to socialise and catch up with a bit of added play and perhaps some sex. There were a group standing right by us and I found it hard to block out the noise. But I asked G for a blindfold which weirdly helps. Plus for a while I put my fingers in my ears and then sang along to the rather lovely jazz music. That enabled me to move myself into a space where I could receive the impact but without worrying what he was using and whether I liked it. Instead I just let it engulf me. I’m not sure, but I do believe it enabled me to take more pain and to let myself be at one with it. What is sure though is that afterwards I was ravenous and extremely tired! I didn’t sleep but did enjoy the great buffet that arrives during the afternoon.
Afterwards
We relaxed on one of the sofas, ate food and drank some pleasant but not expensive prosecco plus plenty of water. I fancied to go into the hot tub there for the first time since covid, but it was too crowded. So I got dressed at about 6pm and we left. Unusually we had booked into a hotel about 20 minutes away. This meant no stressful drive back down the M1. But instead a glass of wine and a bar meal in the hotel and then some TV and bed. This morning we had sex, something that may have gone well straight after play. But was definitely enjoyed after a good sleep.
Here’s to next time, and there will be one.