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I walked in not knowing what to really expect. I had no experience as far as bondage, suspension, and torture was concerned. As soon as I was getting ready for the show, I felt my body start to go through a nervous anxiety attack.
As soon as I was tied up for the opening act I had become immune to my surroundings. The whole time during the show I was in anticipation to what would happen next. As soon as it was time for the hair suspension, I got sick in my stomach. For I did not know whether or not I could pull it off again. I really wanted to make everybody pee in their pants from excitement and amazement. But I couldn't bear to think of my entire weight being held by my hair alone. As soon as I was being pulled up, my heart picked up speed and my hands were clammy. I was forcing myself to go further and I was concentrating on anything but the pain I felt. I kept giving it a little more until my neck started to ache.
It was now time for me to be introduced to the cane, and the single tail. I prepared my body for what to expect, and when I was being single tailed the first several times I was in disappointment. Then to my surprise I was being struck down harder and harder. Between strikes I was gasping for air, and I found myself breaking down to tears. This shocked me more then the caning or the single tailing.
I was always able to control myself. But being in this state, helpless and trapped I lost control over my own emotions. I felt so embarassed, and humiliated for bawling like that. I didn't know why but I couldn't force myself to pull in the tears. The physical pain starts to arise a second after the strike and it goes up through my body to my brain and then backed down. Each time I got stroked whether it was the cane or the single tail, the stinging would just caress my body and then slowly leave.
As I look down my body, I see the marks going across my butt and chest. This is what I asked for, what I wanted. I touch them, following the lines and tell myself how gorgeous these marks look on me like that. My first show was definitely a new experience for me.
Having a lot of these different emotions build up inside me, and later on having to let it go was something unaccountable for me. Then to finish the show off with a true orgasm in front of people I'm not familiar with was unbelievable. At the very end, I was glad I went through this and how I wanted more.
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