Leather, Lace and Power…..

A Beautiful Night Full of Contrasting Sensations at Infusions Club

I found this event on Red Hot Pie (RHP) — an app that’s still very new to me. I’ll share more of my experiences in another story (or two)…

When I saw the theme Leather and Lace, a little squeal escaped my lips! I love dressing up and feeling absolutely free.

My creative mind started ticking — what to wear? I hadn’t built up a big lingerie collection yet… a different story now.

Shopping time!

How fun it is to shop for a sexy event. I wanted to incorporate both leather and lace. I already had my black leather thigh-high boots — tick ✅

I went to a store and found the cutest see-through tight lace dress with a matching G-string — in black, of course. Most of the time you’ll find me in black!

Next: my partner. He needed something different from his usual go-to looks. Yay, shopping for him! We found the sexiest leather booty shorts, held together at the sides with buckles and straps — perfect. He also chose to wear one of my leather corsets.

That night, we got ready — our usual routine: shower, makeup, dress-up, take fun photos, and go! We looked hot and felt confident.

It was only my second event, so I was still a little nervous on the way there. But once we arrived, the lovely and welcoming host — a truly beautiful soul — greeted us. My nerves settled right away.

Pretty quickly, we stripped down. I don’t see the point in waiting — I want to feel free and beautiful.

We chatted with other couples — everyone so open, friendly, and caring. I always feel safe and in control in these spaces.

Often, I find I need to approach people first — I’ve learned that I can come across as intimidating (another story for another time…).

We’re a sober, drug-free couple — we drink water, Hydralyte (important if you’re playing!), and protein drinks.

My eyes were immediately drawn to the dungeon area — my favourite spot. I’ve always been submissive (I even have a tattoo that represents that side of me). But I’ve since learned that I’m definitely a switch.

I looked at my partner and whispered, “I want to flog you.”

He gave me a nervous but excited look.

We walked over to my favourite spot.

I told him to face the wall against the crucifix and raise his hands. I buckled them in — he couldn’t escape.

Note: Before any play, we always discuss boundaries and agree on a safe word. This is really important!

I started gently, using the softest flogger tails I could find — teasing and tickling him to build suspense and anticipation.

I’m a little mean (in a good way). I love finding his ticklish spots and teasing him… slowly moving the tails up and down his beautiful body. I watched him squirm under my control.

Now it was time to go a little harder. I picked a flogger with firmer leather tails.

This time, I wasn’t so nice.

I began flogging him in rhythmic, alternating motions across each cheek. I didn’t stop for a while.

His legs tensed and relaxed — watching that got me wet.

I checked in — he was loving it. Good boy.

Another couple entered the room and started experimenting. While I teased the hell out of my partner, I passed them floggers and paddles to try. It was such a beautiful, collaborative vibe.

Next, I decided Kris was ready. Time for the leather paddle — my favourite!

This one always makes him nervous (in the best way). I felt devious. I wanted him to jolt.

I slowly ran the paddle over him so he knew what was coming. This one has a good sting.

I whispered, “Are you ready?”

He quietly replied, “Yes.”

I held the paddle against his cheek for a moment, building the tension. Then: WHACK.

Hard enough to sting and leave a short-lived mark.

I played a little cat-and-mouse game with the paddle — watching his body twitch with each jolt.

I was dripping wet now. My eyes scanned the toy collection… and I saw the prize: a wooden paddle etched with CUM SLUT.

My darling was in trouble.

I grabbed it and showed him.

I asked for permission to use it — he nodded yes.

My poor baby…

Now I was super horny. My teasing, demeaning side came out to play.

I gave him a sharp spank — he jolted.

I leaned over and whispered, “Who’s my cum slut?”

He replied, “I am.”

Good boy. WHACK.

I felt a wicked grin stretch across my face — he was my prey.

I told him he had to repeat what I said:

“My name is Kris, and I am a cum slut.”

He said it back. WHACK. JOLT.

I checked on him — he was doing great.

Teasingly, I asked, “Do you want to use the safe word?”

“No.”

Again: “Say it.”

He did. WHACK. JOLT.

My juices were running down my leg now…

I leaned in and told him, “I need to be fucked. Now.”

Of course, he agreed.

As we were heading toward a private room, the other couple asked if I could do a few birthday spanks. The woman smiled and said it was her husband’s birthday — I couldn’t say no to that!

“Bend over,” I told him.

WHACK. WHACK. WHACK. (Not too hard.)

I whispered “Happy birthday” and walked off.

Finally, my partner and I went to a private room. At that moment, I wanted just him — raw, primal. I needed him to fuck me hard — my face and my pussy. Hot.

He’s a gentleman and always loves going down on me — something I’ll never complain about.

Sometimes, a girl just needs to be a pillow princess for a while.

It was a fun session. I was left with wobbly legs and a strong need for a drink.

Wow — my man has stamina and a thick cock.

Afterward, I collapsed onto the soft chairs lining the play area. I needed to catch my breath.

I lay there watching people playing, massaging, and fucking. For me, it feels like poetry.

A woman told me I was beautiful while massaging another man — little connections like that are gorgeous.

I enjoyed watching her — seeing her truly in her primal state, having fun.

We’d lock eyes now and then and exchange smirks. So sexy.

Uh oh — I was getting horny again.

A man sat beside me. We started talking. I had noticed him earlier giving me the look. He definitely wanted me.

He asked if he could touch me and massage me.

“Yes,” I replied.

While his hands explored my body, I kissed my partner. I asked him to grab my vibrator — I wanted a strong orgasm and didn’t care who watched or heard me.

My darling came back with my toy.

I lay there pleasuring myself while he kissed and fingered me. The other man touched me while I stroked his hard cock.

I came quickly. My orgasms are intense — my whole body shakes, jolts, arches. I scream.

I call it an exorcism (haha). Lots of profanities. It’s a show.

Then I rested again.

My man rubbed me and gave me fluids. The other man smiled and walked off toward his next adventure.

Okay — time to collect myself. I wasn’t done yet.

While resting, I watched people making love, fucking, and playing. The sight always makes me smile — it’s beautiful.

My man started touching me. My body instantly responded.

I whispered, “I want to fuck you in front of everyone.”

It was new for both of us — and incredibly exciting.

I straddled him and rode him right there in the open room. A feeling of pure power surged through me.

Then he asked if we could move to the sex chaise. Ever the gentleman, he took my hand and led me to it.

He bent me over and fucked me from behind. The chair was chef’s kiss — it gave me the perfect arch to take him deeply.

While he was fucking me, another man watched — wanking. The exhibitionist in me loved it.

We continued until my man came.

I love the build-up — the quickening rhythm, the way he grips my sides, the controlled breathing as he finishes.

I took him in and savoured it.

Once again, wobbly-legged, I had a drink and headed to the bathroom to clean up.

Cleanliness is next to godliness…

Back in the main area, we noticed people were leaving.

We checked the time — 1 a.m.

We had been playing for four hours!

We got dressed and headed home, munching chips and chocolate on the way.

I slept so well that night.

Violet-eyes 2025

Aka ForbiddenCharm

*Before any spanking, flogging or kinky play, we always talk boundaries and set a safe word. It’s sexy to feel safe and fully trusted. I also check in during play to make sure my partner’s still enjoying it. Avoid the spine and kidneys — stick to the soft, fleshy areas. Clear communication keeps things hot and respectful.*