SM-Fetish Play Party, September 11, 2009, hosted by Mistress Manita

Party 91
Guests 220

Just like last month it appeared to become a quiet party at first, in the week before there weren’t that many reservations.
Most reservations are always made in the last week, but this time it stayed relatively quiet until Thursday.
A little voice started to whisper in the back of my head: “You see; now people are going to stay away from your party too, just like in the rest of the hospitality business.”
But luckily the reservations were coming in on Thursday night and Friday, which was quite a relief for me I have to admit.
I’m only human after all and in my private life I am feeling the effects too of the worldwide economy crisis we’re going through at the moment.
At the end we had 220 people at the party, which is a very respectable amount of people, actually ideal for my party.
It is very nicely crowded then, but not to busy that you can’t have an active game anymore.

It was striking this Friday that most people paid a lot of attention to their outfits, men as well as women.
I, and probably many with me, have been licking their lips by seeing so many thrilling and beautiful people.
Unfortunately there weren’t to many people willing to have their picture taken, otherwise you could have seen it with your own eyes.
Awkward enough most people arrived quite early, at 21.30 the showboat was already pretty packed and was everybody having a very good time.
Besides that it was busy Friday, it was also very nice and sociable, without any incidents worth to mention.

I think this was also thanks to the DJ’s, who played great sets.
Lately I rarely get complaints about the music, but this time even for me as a nitwit in dance music, it sounded great.
The dance floor hasn’t been empty, while the others present could relax in a normal manner or have a conversation.
For me that is the most ideal combination and perfect match between the two streams in our scene.
But I wasn’t the only one who felt this way, when I complimented the DJ’s on their performance, they told me there were quite some people who came before me, which means they really deserved it.
My husband Rob came in at 22.45 because of work and the first thing he said was what a nice music the guys were playing.
Like I said before, dance music isn’t my thing and therefore I don’t know anything about it.
For me the music is good when it doesn’t annoy me, well Friday I even liked it and caught myself doing some careful dance moves.

This month our show was done by our friends Iris & Moi, assisted by Jeanette and Marco, all precious and intimate friends of Rob and me.
Iris had told me that she came from a very musically talented family and sang in Choirs in the past, but that she could sing that well surprised me.
When you know each other from such a completely different world, you just don’t expect something like this, even after Iris had told me she was going to sing at the show.
The show started with a singing performance by Iris for a high ranked military officer and his violent wife, dressed in a classy burlesque evening gown.
When both found that she was flirting to much, they decided to call in the military police to conduct proper measurements.
Of course these measurements became bodily torture, because, of course, we are at a BDSM party and Iris and Moi are living the lifestyle.
I found it to be a very refreshing show, especially because of the singing performance by Iris.

The clothing stand was from Nelliesz from Eelde, who make reasonably prized and well made clothes and SM attributes.
On their website you can find more of their collection.

Because of family circumstances my regular party slave Hans wasn’t able to attend, but he did help me get everything ready in the afternoon.
Hans has been present at, I don’t know how many parties, so his absence was very awkward.

Also the kitchen brigade of the Showboat did a great job again; unfortunately Rob and I are at a strict diet at the moment to loose some weight.
Now I saw all those nice sate and delicious snacks pass by without being able to eat any of it.
Anyway a glass of water and crispy stalk are delicious too when you’re hungry and you have to put a bit of an effort in it if you want to be beautiful, but it isn’t fun.

Love,

Mistress Manita
Amsterdam, 13^th of September, 2009