This week, on True Tales…

subjay has a deep epiphany during a drug-fueled submissive frenzy, a pivotal, once in a lifetime session at the notorious dungeon, Pandaemonium. One that will stay with him for the rest of his life.

Pandaemonium – Part 2

Mistress Madison smiled and stood before me as i knelt naked before Her. While She addressed me, Mistress Amber went over to the rack, stood up on a small stool, and started fastening wrist cuffs high up on the black cubicle frame.

Madison looked down into my eyes.

“Ok, i spoke with Amber and understand what you think you want.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“So, first, slave, i need you to understand, your safe word is ‘mercy’”

“Yes Mistress.”

“I didn’t hear you. What is your safe word, subjay?”

“Mercy, Mistress.”

“Say it again.”

“My safe word is ‘mercy’, Mistress. Thank You.”

“And you want it to say ‘slave’?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Okay, good. There is a sottering iron on the table in the corner. i want to you to stand up, go over there and turn it on. Start the timer. Then go over to the rack and put your hands up into the cuffs.”

“i can cut up a few more lines for us if You like, Mistress”

“Perfect! Yes, do so.”

After those commands were followed, i went to the rack, put my hands up into the leather cuffs. Amber reached up and pulled the straps and buckled both my hands high above me. Almost hanging, i stood there on my toes.

Then Madison told me to spread my legs as far as i could. She put down a spreader bar, pushed my legs further apart, fastened my ankles to the bar, leaving me spread-eagle, almost suspended, wiggling around, trying to balance on my tippy toes.

i barely could stabilize myself. Amber stood in front steadying me, holding my chest. i relaxed and managed to stand a little bit by reaching the arches of my feet to the floor.

Amber took out a little metal pinwheel, like a spur, with many very sharp points around it. She showed it to me, smiled and started rolling it along my chest, then my thighs, working up until She got to my cock and balls. My body flinched and i fell off balance again.

It stimulated wonderfully when She played lightly with this evil little tool. i could definitely feel it when She applied a little pressure. Could’ve broken skin if She had wanted, but She only left little red marks.

Madison had picked up some sort of cat-o-nine tails and started striking my back and my ass. i reacted to the impacts, swinging, hanging in suspension as Amber steadied me.

After about 25 or 30 lashes, Madison stopped and went off somewhere. Amber walked around me and inspected the red marks on my back.

Madison came back a minute later. She was behind me so i couldn’t see Her, but Amber gave an enthusiastic “ooooh” when She walked back in.

i soon found out Madison had donned a strap-on. i knew it was there only because i felt it when She rubbed it across my ass and poked it up, just a little; enough so my anus could preview what was to come.

Amber stood up before me and looked into my eyes, putting her arms around my neck. i asked Her if She wanted another bump. She grinned and gave a big yes. She went over and picked up the little mirrored tray and brought it over. She held it up to my nose with a straw and i took big hit. Then She took one and passed it to Madison.

Now we were really buzzing along and the session continued. i could feel the drug driving my submissive passions to new heights. But i knew that rush would be temporary.

Madison rubbed cold lube in my ass and pulled my hips out, ordering me to stick my ass out further for Her. She proceeded to slowly enter and fuck me while Amber stood in front me.

i asked Amber if i could kiss Her breasts. She surprisingly obliged and took down Her top, revealing Her beautiful tits. She put Her chest in my face, holding my head, allowing me to kiss Her and suck Her nipples.

This went on for a for awhile. i was lost, immersed in blissful submission.

Then, suddenly, the timer went off. The sottering iron was ready.

i felt a jolt within me when i realized it was time. Excitement turned to fear. My mind was racing as fast as my heart. i think i fell into a bit of a submissive frenzy.

Madison pulled the beginner sized strap-on out of my ass, took it off and dropped it to the floor. She told Amber to take it away.

She then brought the sottering iron over, stood beside me and brushed it on a wet sponge. i could hear the instant sizzle of the water steaming off. She rolled it across the sponge a couple more times, playing with my mind. One time She held it down. The sizzle lasted like 2 or 3 seconds. A long, long, very long, 2-3 seconds.

That sound of that sizzle. i will never forget it.

My breathing was heavy, fast, intense. i struggled and swayed around, hanging, suspended, off balance, my feet reaching for the floor. Amber came back over and steadied me and caressed my face. She held eye contact with Madison, and then would look back at me.

i was in a zone, but the rush from the last hit was starting to fade. i started returning to reality, coming down from my frenzy.

Then i knew. It was the drugs talking.

A valuable thing to know. For any user, for any partier. Know thyself. And know when it’s time to ask thyself, “is it the drugs talking”.

i looked up to Amber, and used the safe word.

“Mercy, Mistress!”

She looked back to Madison, who immediately understood. Madison put the sottering iron back down in the corner. She came over, stood behind me and whispered gently, affectionately in my ear.

“I’m glad you used your safe word, subjay.”

She patted my butt and surprised me with a gentle kiss on the cheek.

i realized in that moment, that using my safe word, was in itself, an act of submission.

Amber undid the leather hand cuffs, Madison unfastened and removed the spreader bar. We closed the session with a foot massage.

Madison sat down and Amber stood behind Her. i knelt before both of them. We chatted while i rubbed Madison’s feet and Amber affectionately stroked Her hair and caressed Her shoulders..

Amber was evidently submissive to Madison. They had a chemistry, snuggling and kissing while i continued to massage and kiss Her beautiful, black toe nailed feet.

We ended the session. They left me alone and i got dressed. Mistress Amber came back in to show me out. i asked if i could kiss Her feet goodbye. She smiled and allowed me to kneel before Her and kiss each of Her boots on the toe.

i visited Pandaemonium a number of times over the next few years, every time with different Dommes. i never did see Amber or Madison again.

But i always fondly remember that session, and what i learned to know.

Know my limits. Know the safe word.

And most importantly, know that when you are fucked up, it’s very likely that it’s the drugs talking.

Know thyself.

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