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Published on November 5th, 2013 | by Emmi Jacqueline

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So My Boyfriend was Secretly Planning a Kinky Bondage Dinner Party

When my boyfriend agreed to host a dinner party, I should have known that he had some sort of dark ulterior motives. I thought it was going to be a night of sharing good food with friends in our new West Village apartment. I imagined we would have a glass of wine, talk about our lives, and get to know each other over a great meal. It would be a good time, but nothing too memorable, just a nice Monday night.  Never did I imagine I would end up suspended over the dinner table.

Getting ready

For dinner, I was making my latest favorite recipe, baked cauliflower with wing sauce, a side of sautéed vegetables and a salad. As I was busy in the tiny kitchen, I noticed my boyfriend starting to move furniture around. When I looked out into the dining/living room from the kitchen, I wasn’t sure what to think. He had arranged the table under this structure. From the structure dangled various devices: stocks, restraints, floggers, and a single tail whip. The structure was meant to hold not only a sex sling, but doubled as a rope bondage suspension stand. I knew when I moved to New York I would be getting into some weird things, but I never thought I would be hosting a dinner party with such dirty decorations.

At first, I was a little worried about the strange theme, as well as the amount of food we had. But boyfriend reassured me that it was all going to be fine, our guests knew what to expect and there was definitely enough food. I was still unsure, but I trusted him for some reason.

The Guests Arrive

Margot Rose was the first to arrive. She is an artist, a friend, an ex of my boyfriends and more intriguingly, a dominatrix. She is super intense and so much fun. I was so relieved she was the first to arrive, because I knew nothing could scare her away. She saw the kinky chandelier, squealed with excitement and did her signature wiggle. She knew what was going to go down after dinner and she couldn’t wait. She offered me some help, as I was still in the kitchen. She began working on the salad while I finished the vegetables.

Next to arrive was Mark, an adorable writer who had been using my boyfriend as a muse for his latest work of art. Mark has been experimenting in the kinky world under the wing of my boyfriend but is still fresh, unsure at times but very trusting. He came in with a bottle of wine and a great attitude.

Soon after Mark, June showed up with wine in hand as well. June is one of my friends from Florida who moved to NYC over the summer. When I invited her for dinner, it was just dinner with no dark side. I hadn’t prepared her for what might happen after dinner. I wasn’t even sure how to bring it up, so I just let her into the apartment and let her decide for herself. She was shocked, but surprisingly down for where the night might take us.

Last to arrive was The Captain. We had briefly met during the Fourth of July escapades but I didn’t know him too well or what to really expect. My boyfriend told me The Captain was cool and down with what he had planned.

Dinner Time

After some light conversation and a glass of wine, everyone was ready to eat. The food was perfect, the cauliflower was spicy and the vegetables were delicious. For dessert we had my signature dish, goo, which is a mixture of whatever delicious things happen to be on hand as the time. For the party, goo consisted of chia seeds, cocoa powder, ginger, bananas and a few other secret ingredients! Everyone loved the food, and good food leads to good conversation.

June turned the conversation kinky unknowingly, as she questioned the purpose of each device hanging from the sex sling stand over the table. Her innocent questioning lead to innocent playing. Soon she was strapped into the stocks and Mark joined in her curiosity.

The Real Fun

Things started to get interesting at this point; Mark asked what else the stand could do. As if it was the most normal thing in the world, my boyfriend explained to Mark that someone could be suspended by ropes, left hanging in the air and unable to move. Mark wanted to try it. Margot squealed with excitement and asked my boyfriend to teach her how to tie up innocent Mark and suspend him over the table. My boyfriend agreed, turning to me, because obviously I was to be the example. June wasn’t sure what to think at this point and Mark stripped down to his underwear. Margot squealed, giggled and took her shirt off to make Mark more comfortable.

As Mark and I were methodically tied up, The Captain somehow convinced June to try on some ropes as well. Mark and I were hysterically laughing as The Captain tied up June. He tried various ties on her, altering the movements available to her. With each new configuration a new frustration arose for adorably helpless June. She tried to fight each one while Mark and I accepted our immobility.

Before I knew it, it was my turn to be suspended. I hung in the air, immobilized, with the rope tightly around my body. Mark watched knowing he was to go up next. It was a strange peace as I hung there for a moment; it wasn’t as terrifying as I had imagined it.

Shortly after being raised, my hands began to go numb. I communicated this to my boyfriend and he calmly took me down and began undoing my ropes. When it comes to suspensions, injuries do happen. The moment something doesn’t feel right, it is best to speak up rather than just grin and bear it. Ignoring things like numb hands can lead to serious injuries.

Mark was next and now he was nervous. My boyfriend instructed Margot on how to finish Mark’s ropes as we assured him that it was safe. It was a relief to be free and I flaunted it in front of June. At this point, her hands were tied with a little slack to her chest, making it seem as if she had very little arms, almost like a T-Rex. The Captain was taunting her: he gave her a cup of water, but because of the way she was tied, she couldn’t drink from it. It was too funny. Again, we all fell into hysterical laughter, and I turned around to see Mark getting hoisted into the air by Margot.

When things get scary

There was a moment of calm before the panic set it for Mark. As I had found piece in my moments hanging there, even though my hands went numb, I was able to remain calm. Everyone reacts differently to bondage. Mark panicked, turned white as a ghost and lost the glimmer of innocence and excitement from his eyes. My boyfriend and Margot quickly brought him back down and undid his ropes. We all turned our attention to him, offering him kind words and my boyfriend and Margot offered him physical comfort. It was a startling reminder that things can go from playful to serious in a matter of seconds. Soon enough, Mark was back to his playful self and the fun continued.

Ending on a good note

The Captain and June were putting on a great show again. This time, her hands were tied to her thighs, giving her arms no mobility. She started to laugh so hard she was crying and we all joined in. We all tried a few more rope configurations, just goofing around and giggling.

Things started to wind down. Mark and Margot put their clothes on. Then we realized it was nearly midnight, the guests began their departure with a discussion of who was taking what train where. New friendships were formed and old ones strengthened.

My boyfriend and I retired to our room and went quickly to sleep. He was headed to Los Angeles for work the next morning. I went to bed content with the evening, feeling as if I had hosted a fantastic party.  I woke up alone to an email from my boyfriend. He confirmed what I had thought, the night was a great success, and said we should host more dirty dinner parties. I can only imagine what else will happen in the future.

Emmi Jacqueline


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