Introductions discussion

What a remarkable journey the Folsom Street Fair became this year. First off, I want to thank all the fantastic volunteers who stepped up for some VERY public BDSM femdom displays. Although there never seems to be quite enough time for everyone, I am eager to engage with more of you later on. The schedule allowed for 3 superb scenes and a lovely lunch in Wicked Grounds’ VIP section. A huge thanks goes out to Wicked Grounds and their team for offering us a spot to recharge (and clean our hands) after the delightful chaos we experienced among the crowds. We kicked off the day early at Wicked Grounds, signing model releases, negotiating terms, and grabbing some essential coffee to get started properly. Nikki Lux arrived looking stunning in latex and feathers—a sight truly worth seeing. Lust Designs from Oakland really outdid themselves with an asymmetrical catsuit that revealed her breasts, paired with a matching hood; however, I enjoy Nikki’s hair so much it was delightful watching her go without the cover too. Pinky proved to be a charming, flirtatious sissy who received more than he expected. When we duct-taped the little slut to a streetlamp post, an inner attention seeker came out to play. By the time poor Pinky finally ejaculated all over the pavement, a crowd had gathered around us snapping photos and videos of their own. The ejaculation earned applause from everyone there, and I believe Pinky achieved new heights of exhibitionism. Quite a few men were sporting hard cocks outside their codpieces while many women watched in stunned silence. Where else can you witness such things happening right before your eyes, other than at the San Francisco Folsom Street Fair??? Later on, an author and photographer presented us with his book “One Day At Folsom Street Fair,” which featured candid shots of Pinky from previous years. I was honored by this touch of literary and artistic recognition. Year after year, we continue to stand out! … Then came the time to tease Melissa, a hot butch lesbian boi with a slender yet strong physique and incredibly sensitive nipples. Mistress Nikki Lux kept Melissa restrained with severe nipple clamps during our first scene while Pinky was being played with, so she was already deep in subspace when it became her turn to yield to both of us. Flesh stapling (also known as skin stapling) is a new territory for me, so I appreciated that Mistress Nikki had plenty of experience with the technique. In front of hundreds of onlookers, we cuffed Melissa to a security gate—located at what seemed like an apt spot near a closed key shop—and proceeded to staple patterns directly into her back… finishing with a heart shape on her shoulder. The paparazzi descended in full force upon this hot lesbian medical play spectacle, especially since we were all dressed sexy and funly in latex! I believe we set a new record for the number of photographers and documentary camerapersons present for that intense moment. Even Mark from Serious Bondage happened upon our commotion, giving us an opportunity to be interviewed once the staples were securely embedded in her body. We paused for lunch while she floated in endorphin-driven subspace. Wicked Grounds was the ideal location with both indoor and outdoor seating suitable for the occasion. We all enjoyed some much-needed food and another dose of precious coffee to keep the celebration alive. … Our third submissive was perhaps the most patient… yet also the most apprehensive about what we had prepared for him. CBTarget on FetLife answered my ad, hoping to fulfill a very personal fantasy of mine. Despite his name, he had never been Ball Busted before. He put his balls in play, hoping I would pop his cherry without bursting his testicles. What a leap of faith! Mistress LittleStar and I chained him out against a chainlink fence, ensuring he was completely spread-eagled and pulling against the locks so that he could neither move nor fight back… but most importantly, keeping his legs open! I watched his balls retreat in fear as we TORE OFF his polo shirt and brown shorts. He stuck out like a sore thumb amidst all the other fetish wear! Nude and bound, he was now ready to join the festivities… just like everyone else around him. My fantasy included ball busting, CBT, and harsh metal bondage… but the core of my desires was INCLUDING AS MANY OTHER WOMEN AS POSSIBLE. For the next two hours, I invited dozens of women up to kick his balls. Some were nervous, so we offered them a riding crop instead. I lost count of how many women stepped forward to vent their aggression on our helpless target. Boots of all varieties, high heels, and even some barefoot busting took their toll on his sore testicles. I lost track of the number of women who tormented his genitals, both in front of cameras and behind them. We had unknowingly set up right next to the fair’s women’s area, where many ladies were eager to settle scores with men for the wrongs done to our gender. We stayed close by to ensure no one accidentally castrated him! In the end, we unlocked him and sent him home naked, scurrying away with his balls tucked tight between his legs. That should teach him a lesson never to dress like a tourist at Folsom Street Fair again!