Party 69
Guests: 170

Despite the terrible weather around 170 people found their way to my SM-Fetish Party; among them were surprisingly many foreigners.
It is not very surprising, because most of them were planning to go to Wasteland the next day.
My SM-Fetish Party, held on the second Friday of each month, is just the perfect way to start a kinky fetish weekend.
Especially since Wasteland has returned to the Hemkade in Zaandam, located a mere 10 kilometres from the Showboat in a straight line.
I do think many Dutch fetishists did not go to my party, because they were planning to go to Wasteland the next day.
Everyone noticed the wonderful atmosphere was something, even though we had to keep our eyes on a few gentlemen who were inside.
Over the last few months we were spoiled by the apparent absence of these particular kind of men, but for one reason or another all of a sudden a couple of them were part of the crowd again.
Luckily they haven’t caused much trouble.
My Dungeon Monitors Thysca and Fleur kept their eyes on them and prevented them from getting too much room to get pushy towards my many female guests.
I haven’t heared any complaints about female unfriendly or pushy behaviour from some them.
I probably will never understand why these men act like they do, but I do know they are present at every erotic party looking for new female victims. The many compliments I received during the course of the evening and via e-mail afterwards, were proof of the great atmosphere.
This month I took it easy regarding my own play: no snapping bullwhips and screaming victims, but two calm scarfing and needle sessions.
Last week I spent too much time walking on high heels, so my feet were killing me on Friday. During my party I could change my boots to a more comfortable model, but I usually only do that as a last resort.
Most of the time the damage has already been done and lower heels can’t take away the pain anymore.
Furthermore, I feel less exciting without my heels. I have a high heel fetish – usually in combination with black leather – and therefore I’d rather sit down and walk less then walk on comfortable shoes.
Just like last month I started with an unexpected scarfing session on my party slave hans.
I cut my name from top to bottom into the left and right side of his chest.
Like needle play, scarfing is a game that has to be played with care and attention.
I sat comfortably on a stool next to the treatment table, which was a blessing for my sore feet.
It was the same with the needle session I had later with my British slave Steve, who came over especially for the occasion.
The entire night I let him experience what it feels like to be my slave.
On Thursday we played a very intense but very exciting session, but that doesn’t give him the right to whine. His entire body – especially his nipples – was still very sensitive from the day before, making it very easy for me to keep him in his submissive position at my feet.
I have known Steve for quite some time and he is a true masochist and is therefore someone who gets turned on by professionally and responsibly inflicted pain.
I am a true sadist who loves to hurt people as much as possible and have them crawl around in misery.
So our needs are a match made in heaven. We have become good friends after a while.
It might be hard to imagine, but even for me it is not easy to find someone who is as extreme as I am.
Such people don’t stand around waiting in line, not even for me as a ‘well-known’ Mistress.
It’s not that I can’t or won’t play softly; on the contrary, the roughness of a session is no indication of its quality or its intensity.
This month I haven’t played physically with our slave girl Linda.
I had my husband Rob do the honours and he did very well apparently.
Linda needs lots of energy and attention and those were just the things I couldn’t give her on Friday.
Linda and Steve had never met before and as I expected those two die-hards got along very well.
Friday’s show was very special, one for the history books.
It was a show that made a huge impression on most of the audience.
My dear foster child Q.T. and her loving ‘daddy’ had everyone on the edges of their seats with their genuine rough play.
Q.T. was very nervous but as soon as she saw ‘daddy’ in his beautiful leather uniform – Q.T. has a uniform fetish – she forgot all her reservations instantly.
I’ve seen them play a lot in the past, because both of them are very dear friends of Rob and myself, but once again I was very impressed.
Q.T. and ‘Daddy’ enjoy each other’s company very much and they can become one both in their lives as well as their BDSM experiences. I don’t see people like those two very often.
Age play is not only as play but also as life style not the easiest way to live.
It is not something everyone can appreciate, but it does deserve our respect.
Fetish Company ran tonight’s stand.
Slowly this company has become a recurring guest at my party.
Fetish Company has turned out to be a very constant element in the fetish world, selling their clothing and shoes for a very decent price.
In short Fetish Company is no one-day-fly but a company you can count on.
As a party-organizer I can count on them for their quality and reliability.
And now for something completely different: I’m planning to organize a monthly evening for bisexual people on the Showboat, i.e. and evening for contacts among men and women.
Some time ago I have tried a similar endeavour, but that didn’t come together due to a lack of agreement and enthusiasm.
I have decided to try again, because the Showboat has a new staff and I have a little more experience.
I sincerely hope it is going to work out this time and I would really like it if people from my SM-Fetish Party come to this special Bi-evening, providing you’re interested in bisexual contacts.
The first try-out party is on Friday 23 November and you have to make reservations.
On the site of the Showboat you can find all the information you need.
On Friday 23 November the Showboat celebrates its tenth anniversary, which is going to last the entire weekend.
All in all, this is going to be a very special weekend, so if you’re interested write the dates down in your diary.

Love,

Mistress Manita
Amsterdam, 11-11-2007