Wild Weekend: Day 3
Posted on June 18th, 2008 in Are You Gonna Eat That?, Carnal Confessions, Does All Her Own Stunts, I Like To Kiss Girls, Life List, Made In Ontario, Mating And Relating, Photos, Polyamory, Tie Me Up
We got up bright and early on Saturday morning, since we wanted to have a full day in Toronto before our evening out at Goodhandy’s.
Since we were going to be staying the night in the city we packed up a suitcase of clothes, toys, and whatever other paraphernalia we thought we’d need that night and the next day. We grabbed coffee and breakfast at Tim’s on our way out of town, since Padme and I both require copious amounts of caffeine for survival.
We made great time getting into the city, and the first order of business was to find parking at Eaton’s Center, and then go shopping in the mall. If you’ve never been to this particular mall, basically the attraction is that it’s really big, with lots and lots of great stores. My favorite part of the mall is the display of 50 Canadian geese, suspended from the atrium ceiling.
Not my best photography (by far!) but these should give you an idea of what I’m talking about:
At the mall we went into Indigo, where Padme and I browsed the sexuality section, and she picked up a book of memoirs written by a submissive. I imagine it would be a great read. If I wasn’t already up to my neck in books that need to be read, I may have been tempted to pick up one of the books on tantric sex, since I’ve been wanting to learn more about that much talked-about style of intimacy.
We also made a stop at one of our all time favorite stores, Lush. We browsed all of the wonderful smelling products they offer, torn between what to buy just then. I ended up treating myself to a Big Blue, a Geo Phyzz, and then decided to try something new with one of their bubble bars, Bathos. I’ll be sure to let you know how I end up liking it
Padme and I are both chocolate junkies, so we couldn’t resist making a little purchase at Godiva. Since the summer specials aren’t available all year long, I splurged on a box of six truffles from their new collection. I had a few later that evening, and let me tell you, SOOOOOOO delicious.
Since we’d seen pretty much all we wanted to see at the center, we made our way out to the truck, and then up the street to NorthBound Leather. Now, I’ve been reading about this place and drooling over their website for YEARS, and finally I was actually going there to check it out. Padme and I were both beside ourselves with excitement.
Really it was everything I expected it to be, and more. That earthy leather smell never fails to give me tingles, and the outfits…totally exquisite. It took every ounce of will power I had to look through everything and not spend every dime I had. I drooled over this dress, but I didn’t even try it on for fear I wouldn’t have been able to leave there without it. There were boots and collars and all manner of fetish gear and toys. If I ever win the lottery, I think I’ll go back there and just purchase one of everything, LOL, it’s that amazing! I’m thinking I’ll have to take Varick there and talk him into buying a pair of leather pants. Mmmmmm…
We managed to drag ourselves out of there, however reluctantly, without crippling our bank accounts. There were a couple of other adult/fet wear shops nearby, so we decided to take a look around before we headed to Queen St for lunch. I found a long, black PVC skirt, with slits up both sides, which I decided to pick up for future nights at Goodhandy’s. It looks pretty hot on me, I must say Perhaps I’ll get around to taking some photos for posting here sometime soon.
Padme picked up some more stockings (you would not believe how many different nylons and stockings that girl has, seriously) although she was still on the hunt for a new skirt or something similar to wear out that evening.
We left Yonge St and made our way over to the ‘shopping district’ of Queen St. W. On our way we cruised past Much Music, which was setting up for the MMVA’s. The street was an absolute zoo, and I was relieved that our destination was quite a bit west of there. We found parking near to Banu, which is where we planned to have lunch.
It’s a really sleek little place. Trendy couch-type chairs to relax on, and tables tiled with small turquoise squares.
Padme and I both ordered vodka, 2 oz each, on the rocks. She had the Stolichnaya Elit (Russian) and I had Zubrowka Bison Grass vodka (Polish). We were also brought a bowl of seasoned pistachios, which helped tide us over until our food arrived.
I’ve never been keen on drinking spirits straight up, so that was an experience in itself. Had it not been such fine vodka I doubt I could have managed it without gagging, LOL. At any rate, it was satisfying to cross yet another item off the bucket list:
263. Do Vodka shots at Banu
And that wasn’t all! For lunch Padme ordered Joujeh (grilled chicken wings in a saffron citrus marinade) and I ordered Zaban (braised cow tongue in a tomato saffron sauce) followed by Dom balan (‘Urban Oysters’, lamb testicles marinated in vodka) for us to share. Scroll over the photos to see what they are in case you’re not sure.
The beef tongue sandwich was really tasty. The tongue was done perfectly, juicy and tender, and it went so well with the pickle chutney on the side. Padme even tried a nibble and agreed that it was delicious. Her chicken wings were fantastic, and I think should I ever go back to Banu, that’s exactly what I would order. She let me try one and it was seasoned so perfectly and grilled just right. Yum!
When the lamb testicles arrived, I was excited to try them. They were surprisingly soft, easily cut with the side of a fork, with a very mild flavour. I suppose you could compare it to liver, except not disgusting.
47. Eat something really bizarre (like animal testicles)
I think I’d even go so far as ordering these again, particularly if I was in the company of someone else who wanted to try them, but who didn’t want to commit to have to eating them all. Padme tried a bite, but wasn’t exactly enamoured with them.
We debated ordering a hooka while we were there, but decided against it since we still had shopping to get done and we wanted to leave ourselves lots of time to get ready for Goodhandy’s later that evening. The chef had never cooked the cow tongue before, and I praised him highly on it, which apparently paid off because he’d omitted it from the bill (or perhaps it had been an accident).
Our bellies full, we strolled up Queen St. and visited a few shops. Padme found a VERY sexy, short PVC skirt at MissBehav’N. I was so glad she found something because I know she’d been itching for a new skirt. It looked fabulous on her, and she’d brought a little white top that ties in the front, to go with it.
We also stopped at Come As You Are, and browsed their impressive collection of toys and books. Honestly I could have come home with dozens of books, I saw so many that I wanted, but I managed to restrain myself, somehow.
358. Spend a day shopping on Queen Street W in Toronto
Dufflet Pastry was our last stop of the day. I wanted to take home a treat for Jack, to thank him for watching the kids for the weekend so that I could go out. I picked up a baby truffle for me, and a blueberry buttermilk euro tart for him.
267. Take home a pastry from Dufflet
Padme picked out a coconut cream tart, and then off we went. Our hotel was nice and close to the club, and we checked in with plenty of time to get ready, which was good, since it had been a hot day and we both felt like having a shower before going out.
We had some coffee, and then each of us had a shower. I debated back and forth about what to wear, and we got into the vodka and gin we brought with us. We were really excited about going out for the night and partying. I was well on my way to drunk by the time we left the hotel. I was wearing a very short, very see-through, bright pink and black tutu, and a black tank top. I was carrying a riding crop, and giggling maniacally. Padme said I fairly sprinted across the lobby, laughing my fool head off the entire way, and drawing far too much attention to myself in the process. Ah well.
Goodhandy’s was still fairly quiet when we arrived, which I’d planned on, since I wanted us to have time to chat with Todd before he got terribly busy. I introduced Padme to him and we had a chance to sit down for a chat together. She showed him her new tattoo, which he seemed to like. He also treated us to a round of drinks, which was so very sweet of him. He asked if the rest of my ‘entourage’ would be making an appearance that evening, and I told him I wasn’t sure. Nia was out of town for the weekend, so I didn’t know if Flavia and the rest of the bunch would show up.
When the club started to fill up, Todd had to excuse himself to keep an eye on everything. I had noticed one of the spanking benches was up on the stage, but behind a curtain which they close to provide an area for women and trans people to get away from the drooling mass of males. I asked Todd if it would be ok to drag the bench out to the front of the stage later, which he said would be fine.
Padme and I danced some, grinding against each other and putting on a bit of a show. I sat down and she gave me a sexy lap dance, which was very hot, and it seemed like the guys were enjoying what we were doing.
421. Receive a lap dance
At some point Padme started talking to this attractive gentleman. He bought us a round of drinks and the three of us ended up dirty dancing together. It was great fun having a girl-guy-girl sandwich. Padme and I made out some, but I was right in the middle of my period of course, which was kind of a downer. Still, I wanted her to have a great night and get lucky She asked me if I thought she should hook up with the guy. He seemed very nice and he was totally good looking, so I encouraged her to do so.
She and he and I all went upstairs after we’d had enough dancing. We staked our claim in one of the larger booths upstairs, although it didn’t have a curtain. No matter, I was happy to sit by the doorway, riding crop in hand, to keep back the masses, and boy did I have my work cut out for me.
Padme and the guy started getting into it with each other. Clothes started to come off and almost instantly there was a crowd gathered at the door. I asked a few of them to step back, flicking my crop and then using it as something of a barricade. One of them, a much older man, who was masturbating, put his hand on my leg and I shot him an unimpressed look. You’re not supposed to touch without an invitation at Goodhandy’s, and he’s lucky I didn’t call over security to have him removed. He pulled his hand away and then asked if he could touch me.
“Only if you want a serious ass kicking” I said, glaring. He took a step back, and I was glad the the rest of the group heard me because none of them made a move on me after that.
Padme and her friend were really enjoying themselves. They were fucking and groaning and kissing and licking each other. It was quite a sight. I was very pleased that she was having such a great time.
I noticed a somewhat familiar face in the crowd that was gathered at the door. I recognised her as a cute cross-dresser whom I’d spoken to there once before. Smiling, I invited her to sit down beside me on the bench while the others looked on enviously. She thanked me for letting her sit down and we made some jokes about me guarding the entrance. In fact the running joke between Padme and I for most of the evening was that I got to be the gatekeeper, and would only grant access to those whom I favoured.
One of the men watching was masturbating very close to one of my feet, because I had my legs crossed which put my foot almost directly under his exposed junk. I remarked to my new friend (the cross-dresser, who probably needs a name, so I’ll call her Nikki) that if the guy came on my shoe I was going to crop him, hard, right on the cock. He must have heard me because he seemed a little flustered and not sure what to do. Nikki giggled and told me I should tap him on the cock with it anyway, and we both laughed. She’s a bad one, she kept telling me to do it and I kept saying “No way! You’re terrible!!!” and then we’d giggle some more.
Padme and her friend eventually got finished, after the whole club heard her screaming I am sure. She’s a LOUD cummer, LOL. While she went to get cleaned up, Nikki and I went downstairs and I pulled the spanking bench out from behind the curtain. Nikki stripped down to her adorable bra and panties and up on the bench she went.
Having never played with her before I made sure to warm her up good. I also paused to ask her how she was doing and if she wanted it harder/lighter, and that sort of thing. She really seemed to be enjoying herself, and it wasn’t long before Padme returned and joined me in the exquisite torture of our willing victim.
There was also some play which involved Padme bent over, side by side with Nikki, and I was spanking them both simultaneously. That was pretty neat really, LOL, and they seemed to enjoy it. My concept of time was a little off, so I’m not sure how long we played like that, but we had drawn a bit of a crowd. Eventually Nikki was finished her turn, and after she got off I jokingly swatted the bench with my crop and shouted “Who is next?”
Well this little old Asian guy standing near the stage stripped so fast I barely had time to realise what was happening. Up on the bench he jumped in all his half-naked glory, with his man bits exposed for the whole room to see. I just chuckled and started in on him. I had my crop and also a small leather flogger, plus I used my hands. Padme was complaining that she wanted a turn but I made her wait for it. The guy seemed to really be enjoying himself, although it was a little too tempting to really go to town on his dangly parts with my crop, HA HA.
423. Spank a total stranger
When I grew bored of beating on his ass, I dismissed him, and he slinked away to get dressed again. Padme was next on the bench, and I didn’t even bother with a warm up, I just laid into her with the crop and the flogger. While I was doing this, a kind of odd guy came up, and he stood near her back end where I was working and looked generally confused. He seemed to be trying to edge in as close as he could without getting the the way of my crop. I was standing to one side of Padme’s ass, up on the stage, and he was standing on the floor directly across from me, on the other side of her.
Then, he reached out and put his hand on her leg, and I reacted in a split second, smacking him across the face with my crop. Like literally, right on the cheek. Not too hard, but certainly he made an impression.
“Do NOT touch without asking” I growled. He stepped back, clearly startled. I just glared at him, I wanted it to be completely clear to him and anyone else who was watching that I would not tolerate that sort of behaviour. There are signs all over the club which clearly state that touching is not allowed unless there is a clear invitation, and in this case, there certainly was not.
He backed away, but returned later to pester us some more. I shooed him away after he asked Padme to suck his dick. Seriously buddy, get a clue!
I was getting played out from all the beatings I’d been giving, and finally decided to take a break. I left Nikki and Padme while I headed outside for some air. Who should I run into out there? The clueless guy, of course!
“You know what the trouble with this club is” he said, clearly annoyed “the women don’t participate!”
I just chuckled.
“Sure they do. Just not with YOU” I replied with a smirk.
He just shook his head and wandered off, dejected. You know he was good looking too, so it’s a shame he was such a moron. I mean what does he expect? To go to a club and have women falling all over him and just fucking anything that moves? Does that really happen anywhere in real life besides carefully organised private parties?? Somehow I doubt it. 99% of the women I know are a little more discriminating than that.
The night was winding down when I went back inside. We gathered our things, said our goodbyes, and then Padme and I staggered back to our hotel, totally exhausted. We barely made it up to our room before we collapsed.
However, we were STARVING, so I began searching online for pizza joints that still delivered at 3:30am. Finally I found one, ordered a large chicken and cheese, and then promptly passed out. Padme was already mostly asleep in bed, but she nudged me awake some time later, saying she thought the pizza was there. I staggered to the door and took the pizza, paid, and then brought it into the room.
“Pizza is here” I said, then set it down on the chair. Padme didn’t stir and I thought to myself “I’ll just lay down for a minute and then eat something”. A minute tuned into four hours, and before I knew it, we were rolling out of bed to get the next day started.
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