Monday, 13 June 2011

Branding

Was the LFF yesterday. For those not in the know the LFF stands for the London Fetish Fair.

The day started off wet and miserable, pretty much like it had been for most of the week. My mood wasn't too great and my finances were even dire! I almost called the whole thing off. But I had made plans and I had had my legs waxed on the Friday for the event so I thought what the heck. I'll drag myself along any way. Found the money from somewhere and was able to get the money I needed. Which was good. A quick shower and a wet shave later I head to the local shops to get breakfast and raid the cash point of my newly acquired wealth.

When I got back my neighbour was waiting on my doorstep. I'd mentioned in the past of my trouble at plaiting my hair in bunches and she had offered her services if she was free. She's a mum and I think her daughter has got fed up of having hers done by her mum! She's a good lady.

After she had left I made breakfast and dossed about on the laptop for a bit whilst munching bagel and tea. And when it got nearer the time I prettied myself up! Starting with the make up. Also a first for me was eyeliner. It looked a mess to me but inspections later revealed that I was being daft!!

Anyway, make up done I organised the stuff I was taking with me like camera, spare socks (it was raining and I was wearing the Mary Jane shoes!), purse and all the other bits and pieces I'd need. Then I got dressed. I chose to wear the purple loli dress. I do like the loli dresses but until the last LFF I had never had the courage to wear them in public. After the last LFF in May, when I wore the pink one, I quickly realized that it's just a dress. Slightly more flamboyant maybe but a dress none the less. It's not to short and as long as I'm discreet and careful I don't flash my knickers!! Being discreet and careful just means I have to be a bit more feminine than usual in my actions. Like the way I sit, stand, pick things up, etc etc........ And being feminine is a good thing.

So, once I was ready I quickly popped over the road to the local clothes boutique where my neighbour was hiding out and got me zipped up and my bow done up at the back. I like it in there. They are everyday people with no connection to the BDSM scene and I trust them to give me an honest opinion on how they'd think the public would react to what I wear. It's a real boost to my confidence.

So, onto the Fair. This involves 30 minutes by train from where I live. I really thought that because of the weather, the Fair was going to be really quiet. But it quickly got quite busy. Went round and said hi to the usual faces. A lot of people complimented me on the dress and how cute it all was. I really wish I could afford to buy more of those dresses. I do rather like them a lot!! Spent most of the day flitting from one table to the next, chatting with friends. At one point I found myself locked in an interesting device that is worn around the neck and brings the hands up to a prayer position. Which was all rather fun! I do like those sort of metal restraint things. Shortly after that I found myself in a rocket shaped cage in the play area which was also a lot of fun. And in there I found myself being "molested" by one individual which was also a lot of fun! Though it would have been nice if he'd asked me or Miss first. So once realised from my bonds and shackles I wandered a bit more and watched the Fair part of the day collapse to make way for the After Party.

You see, the Fetish Fair isn't just a kinky market. There is an after party too, where all the stalls are packed away and the dungeon equipment is spread out and the patrons of the Fair get to play with their new purchases (of course, they can bring their own kit too). This was part of the day I was excited about. I'd asked a good friend and a trusted one if he would brand me! I knew he could do it, I knew he'd done it before and I trusted him to do it with injuring me, himself or burning down the venue. Why, do I hear you ask? Why did I want to be branded? Curiosity was the reason, I wanted to know what it felt like. There is also a complicated back story too but irrelevant right now!!

So after much munchies and a rest period for Sire (aka Mr Tart, aka T5Tart of EdgeplayErrmmmmm, rather embarrassed to say I drifted off. I felt each sting but I couldn't tell you how many or how long it took. Now, I say sting because that's what it felt like. Being stung very briefly with no residual pain or discomfort. It felt good too. I felt no heat or burning sensation just this quick short sharp sting! And yes, I freely admit to zoning out!! Took ten minutes.

Oh the technique, well along the drawn outline the red hot "dental pick" was dabbed gently and briefly against the skin. The finished result is a series of dots or "snake bites", I think Sire called it.

Anyway, after I gained my sense I got to wander round a bit and show it off. To my amazement there was no pain or anything.
I was also rather amused by the people who was wearing medical masks, which they were doing for serious reasons of course. But they did look silly.
The brand looked good, felt good and I was pleased with the final results. Also, I think Sire might have a string of "patients" for the snakebite treatment!! A lot of people liked my cutie mark!

It's Monday now and over 24 hours have passed by. It still looks good and whilst it tingles a bit it is in no way painful. I'm very aware of catching it on things like clothes or duvets. But I'm taking care of it and I'll make sure to keep it clean! I'll follow up with more pictures as it develops.

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