4: Short-term Rental: Late-night London Rave¶
Note: See the introduction if you haven’t yet, to understand the back story of the time I rented out a friend’s sub for 3 weeks.
The oldest, and apparently still running, raves/goth club in London is “Slimelight”. Parties start ‘late’ and run until nearly sunrise. At the time I was friends with a lovely girl from Luxembourg, who lived in London. A fun girl who was always both obsessively dressed in bright orange, and sporting bright orange hair. She’d gotten us tickets for myself, The Rental, and a playmate of her’s for Slimelight. So it’s party night!
In preparation for this, I take The Rental out shopping. As the UK is the latex capitol of the world, I pick her up a black and burgundy one piece dress that only goes as far as her thighs. The burgundy color matches the collar she’s been wearing, and the outfit looks phenomenal on her. We use a little bit of lube to get her into it, as one does with latex clothing, and she slips into the skin-tight dress. One cannot wear any underwear in such a dress, as it will show badly. So you can see her nipples clearly through the latex. (Plus, I’d never allow a girl at a dance on my arm to have knickers on anyhow, so its a moot point.)
Additionally, I got her a pair of New Rocks from my favorite shady merchants out at Camden Market You know the ones, the dudes who won’t ever say a price aloud, but instead show it to you on their calculator. Take the 10th or so offer they make. Their markup is insane. But some of their boots are counterfeit I hear, so be careful.
As a final addition to this, I put a lovely pair of German-made weighted “Smart Balls” kegel balls inside her. The kind that are hollow with little weights inside them so that whenever the girl walks, or gets bumped, they feel the shift inside them and are reminded that their pussy is quite full. It’s a bit like a manual low-speed vibrator inside them that they can’t control. These are a favorite toy of mine for discreet public fun, and almost everyone I’ve played with has gotten to enjoy the evil of them at one point or another.
I made sure everyone in our party was aware of the “Smart Balls” buried within her, and off to the rave we went.
We danced for hours and hours. The bass was the kind of thing you felt more than heard, and conversation was a joke at best. Everyone in the club was constantly bumping into The Rental. Me and my Orange friend’s date would take turns just picking her up and shaking her like a rattle, just to make the weights inside her shift and give her a jolt. Over, and over, and over.
When we finally retired at like 6am to our AirBNB, she was so insanely wet that she was literally dripping down her thigh. It was glorious. She was so amazingly worked up and basically begging, “FUCK ME NOW!”, once we got back. Which is great for my consent kink.