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the Cosy Evening Night 2010

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On Thursday, December 9, 2010, my Master and I were at the Nuit Demonia 2010 that ; place the machine at the Moulin Rouge.

We attended the show for "Fallen Angels" by tanyaML.

So we arrived to 16.30 for rehearsals.

Towards 19h, we went backstage, because the public opening was done 20h. So our passing time on stage, or 23h, we did not move the boxes. Too small, too crowded to move and above all, too many preparations to enable them to disperse. Time to get their faces painted (by Charlotte ), grooming, dressing and check the latest small adjustments, we took our time.

Then we waited on the stairs just before going on stage. At this point, we discussed with other groups who passed.

When it was our turn, each took his place, installed the cage and the sled, we were returning doggys each in turn in the cage. Meanwhile, we heard the DJ make the presentation of the "fallen angels" and what the doggy play.

zentai Some cats did the show before the curtain to make people wait.

Then it was gone, the curtain opened!

I was not stressed at all, I was happy and concentrated. Each did what he had to do. Wilfried played his role of dominant male pitbull very well, Rachel our bitch International tanyaML the greedy Daria the calm and I Fayot and the wise!

When the show was over, we went backstage.

Links to show a slideshow of pictures with music.

It blew once, and we left the dressing rooms, join the crowd of at least 1 800 people.

Believe me, two doggys (tanyaML and me) in such a walkabout, it was really difficult. People do not see you, you walk over and are too excited to say sorry. That evening, people taking the trouble to apologize were although rare, which is generally opposite and happily.

We've rounded up the top in a restaurant, a bite to eat in a tiny corner in protecting our legs. We even did a photo shoot with tanyaML. Indeed, at one point, my Master's in me a few minutes. Suddenly, a man took the opportunity to come and caress me so not very "healthy" and tanyaML came to my rescue and he was scratching his legs with his hand to let me and stop touching me. My older sister doggy, she protects me. I love it.

We also take a turn in the dungeon in the basement, but there was a crazy world, we are not stay long. In back, a man put a big slap on the buttocks tanyaML, and having seen it, I tried to chase him to bite him (for once) but he left quickly because he realized that I had seen. Really no discomfort.

After a few hours where we had stashed in a corner with less people, we decided to leave.

But it was a great time, the show. A big thank you to my tanyaML, for allowing all this to happen.

And finally, a link to the video of the show.

'Winnie'

Can I Take Tylenol And Pepto Together?

Demonia Nuit Demonia 2010

On Thursday, December 9, 2010 to place the Nuit Demonia 2010 .

The fallen angel of tanyaML, will therefore be present and make a show.

is why we are invited, my Master and me to join.

It will be great. Although a little stress anyway, being on stage in front of at least 1 500 people.

But now I think I'll have fun more than anything else.

I look forward to 4 days.

There will be only weeks away, full of new photos and video. For

those who can, just many, the move is worth it.

'Winnie'

Wishing An Ex Happy Birthday

Fetish Night In Paris the No. 40

On Saturday, November 27, 2010 we were at the FIP No. 40 with my friend and his Master tanyaML.
Another evening full of characters as audacious as the one than the other.
evening was a particularly dark outfits. But few people
demarcated by their colors.
We saw several dominas with their subject, usually hooded, one dressed in orange convict any latex, almost always head down, another one near his black hood domme whips in hand.

Pretty models subject, coming to show, strutting, the one that will be the prettiest, most challenging, see the most enticing.

We saw a man all muscle tattooed into the skin of a gladiator, who knew how to charm a few.

We've also seen some demonstrations of bondage.

There was also a nice parade held latex women, who are the creator of Miss Ilo, who is also an organizer of the evening. (On the picture you see a little piece of my Master and me at the bottom right hehehe).

We also saw a woman with a style all to light. A man at the head of Hercule Poirot, torso dressed as a policeman to his legs and wearing fishnet stockings and high heels. Again and again this man or woman dressed in latex from head to toe, chained, handcuffed. People here and there, seeking, is Frolla, playing together to charm. Shoes always more beautiful than another. Transvestites. A subject walking on all fours behind her Mistress who did see the whole room, and under him so embarrassed, especially when rising nearly tanyaML and myself. A man dressed as a maid submitted with a latex face mask. A man dressed like a marquis. Zentai in a dog and so on as people are all different and original characters.

I also met people, too, ca will never end and that's what's great, meet new people interested in us, what we really enjoy it, regardless of development.

was also treated at the buffet, but people rushing over my Master have trouble accessing to bring me to eat, so, I have dark on the table where the buffet, although the risk easy to make me walk on the legs, but never mind, the appeal of the abdomen and especially the desire to help my Master does not stop me there, except at one point, a man, I pushed me very angrily saying: "No no no, it's not for you that." I am therefore left leaving well on a dark look at this man really not nice. Too scared that I picnic food. Ba in any case, it would have deserved.
Finally, fortunately, during the evening, I got a few hugs if by that by people passing by me. What happiness to these moments there. I love when people make me gentle caresses under the neck or head.
lot of looks to me that evening took place. Much more than the other times. Of quizzical looks, looks of disgust at times, looks as perverse and others, I feel envious. Finally

voila, a night of fun but quite short and above all, very cool.

'Winnie'

Negative Test Day Before Af

ringed

My Master and I have spent a great weekend with friends.

A small part of the afternoon of November 6, 2010 was only for me.

I made a special request to my Master, who held me greatly to heart.

And this Saturday, was conducive to run my application.

I knew it was not a surprise.

All morning, I stressed, anxious, I'm making a mountain of pain threshold ...

Then when we decided it was time we began to put everything in place.

My Master and Mr. A. put in place the piece for me to lie down comfortably with them, have enough space to handle with ease hardware and gestures as well as having enough light, the subject of Mr. A. who was responsible for background music, and decoration of the room. She had two huge and beautiful bouquets of flowers she arranged around me, and she and Mr. R. also present, put candles everywhere. Me, besides that, I passed the broom to make it as clean as possible. When installation was finished, M., the subject of Mr. A., lent me a beautiful and genuine leather corset. When I passed it around my waist, and closed, it was too big. M, then helped me to tighten the corset on my back. Holding me to a wall, she pressed hard, strong, but it made me a real hourglass, it was very nice. But besides that this is pretty, there was a certain constraint to me really nice. I had not a complete freedom of movement and my chest is very compressed, I could not breathe easily, but I enjoyed it.

Once ready, I lay down as I could on the couch, then my Master and Mr. A. we could raise our other friends here. Mr. R., Mrs. D. and subjected H.

I do not see them, they were back on me, so they attend this very moment, without seeing my privacy.

Once everyone installed, my Master and Mr. A. began handling hygiene. Wash your hands several times, put the rings in alcohol, wear gloves. During this phase there, Mr. A. I put a pillow under my head and put a hand on his shoulder, wondering if I was okay. I replied that yes, despite the stress I think, apparent.

Then began the time of marking points of future holes. Master tried my makeup with a pencil, but with my lips a little wet, it does not score. Mr. went to fetch an eyeliner that came to my Master. This time, it scored very well.

Once the final points scored, Mr. A. prepared the needle to the first hole.

Meanwhile, he was full of pictures that we have memories of that time.

Moi, I tried to breathe as I could, despite that, every breath, I felt my chest swell not entirely because of the tight corset. I concentrated on the ceiling, looking at nothing else and trying to concentrate.

Where I felt a sharp pain pierce my lip, my little right. I winced, but I had a big sigh of relief. Already because the first hole was made, but also because I realized that pain was not as bad as I imagined the props. And also, a feeling of pride to me that I could overcome this for me, but especially for my beloved Master.

The portion of the ring was more painful than the passage of the needle into my flesh.

Just pass me the ring, I felt my Master trembling, he had to a moment to recover from this, before I pass. For him it was also an important moment, in addition to the gesture of being ringed, because for him, the needles are a limit.

Having come give me a hug of comfort and time to regain his senses, he handed me the ring and then prepared the second hole.

I watched this time. He was focused, beautiful in what he did. I proud of him. It gave me strength to bear the sacred second hole.

When my Master was ready, he began to count, before drilling and I allowed myself to stop in the middle of his statement asking him not to count, but pierce, because the reliance was stressing me more. He, along with our friends laughed at my request, my Master's shot pierced almost immediately after and without counting.

The pain was more intense than the first hole. Maybe because this time I knew what to expect, or perhaps because having told me the first time that finally it was not so terrible, I dropped my guard a bit. Anyway, despite everything, this is really unbearable.

And then, once the second hole is on my left labia, I could not remember feeling the tears well up in me and I started crying. Not because I was evil, but because I was proud of me, my Master, that the stress of the past few days came back down, I was relieved to find lots of things I failed to explain more.

My Master has come hug me tight in her arms, and then I let more tears, which continued to flow stream. When I heard a phrase from Mr. R. behind me saying: "They are beautiful your tears, Winnie." Suddenly, I was crying and holding no more no longer control anything.

Once the second ring put in his place, our friends came down to let us, my Master and myself take over our minds.

Me, I put a pretty dress black lace, and went down with my Master join our friends.

Mr. R. then asked me how I felt. I told him I was proud. He asked me to say it again before adding my reply, that after the third time to say it would be good. When I say a second time I was proud, I understood immediately what he meant. After asking me to say it a third time, I started crying, being really moved by this moment and this gesture, strong symbol.

That is the powerful story of the laying of my rings.

Today, I feel proud, I feel strong, I feel a little more subject, not to say much more, I feel full of good resolutions for my Master continues to be proud of me, he still believes in me, that I continue to be worthy of him as it should.

Thanks to Mr. A. have supported us both in this gesture. Thank you to M. for making these photos which we hold dear and for making a setting as comfortable and peaceful. Thank you to Mr. R., Mrs. D. and subjected H. to have been present and witnessed this moment in our lives.

importantly, thank you to my Master of allowing me to live it, and I'm proud of you as you can not even imagine. I love you forever.

'Winnie'