Ok, if you have read the story on the cheek spears you can guess that this is simply a continuation of that journey. You would be right! This time it was at Southplains Leather Fest in Dallas. Fifth Angel was presenting a class on Erotic Needles and Hooks. I definately was NOT going to miss this one. While reading the class description My slave noitced he was looking for volunteers. I immediately went out into the lobby to see if he was around and lo and behold he was. I chatted with him a few minutes and mentioned that I would like to try the fish hooks. Well I got My wish.

When the time came I sat in the chair in front of 50 or more people and closed My eyes and relaxed. Fifth Angel felt around My chest to find the right spot for the hooks. Then after a brief talk to the class proceeded to insert an 8 guage needle first into the left side followed by the hook, then the right. The tied the purple parachute cord (purple being the flagging color of peircing) around the hooks and pulled them.

Now for the experience. When Fifth Angel put the needles in I swear they were inserted from left to right. I was quite suprised when I opened My eyes to see them up and down and sticking out so far. When he pulled on the hooks it was definately a rush. There was also an element of fear........could I take it? They key to it is not to let fear take your mind over. Although there was the always present fear of a huge peice of steel being put into your body but also the fear when it was pulled. Can't help but think the skin will tear. lol. During the needles being put in and the pulling I never flinched. I simply relaxed and new I would endure whatever happened.

 

 

After Fifth Angel finished I was asked to walk down the isle so people could get a better look. One lady asked if she could pull the cord/hooks and look into My eyes. I agreed and looked her right in the eyes as she pulled. It was a great power exchange moment (more on this below). After about a minute she let go and said "Wow, thank you". During this whole process Daddy "D" was standing by door looking at Me saying "You sick fuck!". lol. I considered it a compliment. lol.

When class was over (yes the needles were to stay in as long as I liked) I had "D" go "warn" My slave I was coming. The little girl in her doesn't like to see things put in Me like that. I proceeded to walk through the event area of the hotel with these two huge hooks in My chest. Needless to say I got more than a few looks. I kept the hooks in for a total of 10 hrs. As I had play date that night I was definately looking foward it with the hooks still in.

During the International Master/slave contest I talked to several people about the hooks. Many were facinated. Mistress "R" especially! She is the one who taught Me about stapling. So when she asked if she could look & touch the hooks who was I to refuse. Of course she eventually wanted to pull them. She took the cord and held it while I leaned back and pulled. Her face lit up. Shortly after I met up with My cute play date. I showed her the hooks and then had her hold up her hand where I place the cord. I held her shoulders, stared into eyes and pushed her back from Me pulling the hooks. After I released the tension on the cord I told her "If I can do this to Myself just imagine what I can do to you." Needless to say this fed her fear of My sadistic side and added to the scene to come.

 

 

The experiences with the cheekspears and hooks have given Me such great experiences. Along with the adreneline & endorphine rushes there is a sense of power that is simply incredible. I am not exploring this from any bottom side but rather the top/Master/Sadistic side of Me. The chemicals in My body during this makes the play that much more enjoyable.