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hausboy -> RE: Submissive Types: What is your favorite fantasy? (12/18/2010 9:54:24 PM)
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ORIGINAL: CaringandReal
Hi back. :) I LOVE the idea of a music safeword. What a good idea for when "Turn Around, Bright Eyes" comes up in the playlist. :D
Hmm... "Turn Around Bright Eyes..." I should probably add that one to my cognitive dissonance set.
I have never served at a formal dinner, but it sounds like great fun, particularly if some of the guests know what you really are. You still have to be perfectly quiet and discrete or whatever it is butlers do.
The public spanking doesn't bore me. It's very hard to submit that way, particular if the people sitting around are those whom you've been on an "equals" footing up until that point. I would relish the *shame* of such a moment. Thanks for sharing that one. :)
I'm actually mixed about scene music. It can certainly enhance, it creates emotional intensity in you that you otherwise might not have felt, but at the same time, it's something outside your master or mistress which is influencing your emotions, not them, and I don't like that part.
My former owner was a musician (among other things) but he preferred silence during play. We only did "scene music" once: He'd chained me in heels to the wide entryway between the living room and dining room, sat in a comfy chair directly behind me with a few choice implements and put on Oscar Levant's interpretation of Rhapsody in Blue. Nice (and long, groan) moment, that. I was bleeding long before it was done and most grateful for those o-rings and the support they provided. :)
Most of the time, scene music was there to both provide some atmosphere AND to help mask the background noise of the other scenes. Hearing one scene nearby can be hot....hearing the discord of everybody can be a distraction. The key is to have the music loud enough to mask noise, but not so loud so that it distracts the guests.
The dinner parties I served were phenomenal, thrown by a local Domme, who was seriously into Victorian dinner parties. She usually invited 6 to 8 other Dommes--usually all femme tops/mistresses unless one had a butch beau, and all of the staff were butch bois. She had a real chef sous in the kitchen, a kitchen helper, the driver doubled as the dishwasher, and three boi footmen. We all dressed the part 100%, all 100% kinky, and it was divine--the menu was typicaly 10 to 14 courses.
No sexual or S/M play at the dinner party itself--in fact, we had a "hidden" safeword with the Lady of the House. If any of her guests proposed doing something that we were either not comfortable with or it was simply improper to do in the context of a formal dinner, our standard reply would be "If Madame permits..." knowing full well that the answer would always be, "Regretfully not."
The Dommes mercilessly tormented the footmen--all psychological--and there was, of course, a running ledger, such that any unfortuante lapses in judgment, protocol or incident, would be duly noted and addressed at a later time, in a more appropriate setting. We were permitted a certain amount of room to commit mischief (discretely) but we knew where the line was drawn, and we were careful to never shatter the illusion of the "proper" dinner party. (I would absolutely take great delight in tormenting a new boi by making sure the glasses and bowls were so incredibly full that it would be almost impossible to prevent slight spillage)
I *so* highly recommend such indulgences. Willing to start a new thread on this if there's interest....
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