Running into him at Mid Atlantic Leather (MAL) gave me a chance to start to get to know him. And gave me a chance to get tied up by him.
For me, the event was more about what happened once I was in the bondage.
A group was hanging out in his hotel room. TieGuy7001 said I needed to be in rope and that I should strip. I was told to leave my jockstrap and boots on. I pulled off my BDU shorts over my boots and stripped off my shirt.
TieGuy7001 tied a boxtie and ladders down the legs.
I pushed my shoulders back to slightly relax the ropes on my wrists. This presented my chest and put the idea of my nipples into the minds of the people watching.
Somehow I ended up on my knees in front of a slightly sadistic dominant. He played with my nipples. It hurt.
This was when it turned into predicament bondage. Predicament bondage is about the mental state of the bottom. About choices among painful choices. Though it was predicament bondage in my mind, the rest of the room was unaware.
I could kneel upright and let my nipples get played with, or I could lean forward and get spanked. I mostly chose to lean forward.
Then there were small plastic clothespins. The rubber grips had ridges that bit into my nipples.
The bondage was extended into a hogtie. Shocky electrical toys were used.
It was a magical experience, easily as good as a trip to Disneyland.
My process of topping really requires me to have personally experienced the general feelings that I am trying to create in others.
This made getting into the headspace of predicament bondage an important and profound experience. The predicament bondage that I had been in before had been more about subtle shades of immediate pain. None of it had required the clear head and conscious decisions that this scene entailed.
My nipples were sore afterwards. Getting between the sheets in the hotel bed later was painful. Every time I moved in bed my nipples let me know that they were there.
People at MAL will greet each other by walking up and tweaking each others nipples. I quickly learned to protect my chest from the wandering hands of the other conference attendees. I couldn't ever let my guard down around certain people.
My nipples finished reminding me about a week and a half later.
It was a great experience.
