The First Supper (The Upper Floor - 3rd Apr 09) |
| Written by Cherry Torn - Thursday, 04 June 2009 10:00 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I first heard mention of The Upper Floor shoot during my first round of training at TTOO. It was sort of vague at the time, there were whisperings of having a job at a Kink event at some point and maybe being a toilet attendant. It was a hot idea and I thought an idea was all it was; but I was wrong. When the more concrete notion of being trained as a slave for a formal dinner party was pitched to me I was super excited! It meant a whole second round of training and that alone was reason enough, but being one of two slaves picked from a pool of many was damn awesome. Satine Phoenix and I were chosen as the first applicants. We both received specialized training geared more towards learning the manners and protocol relevant to the event. Later we learned that we would ultimately be competing against each other and only one of us would be chosen as the first official slave of The Upper Floor. This was when I really started getting nervous! My training was first and to be honest a lot of the details of the event weren't even planned out yet. I don't know how well it prepared me for The First Supper, as it was called, but it actually (for me at the very least) turned out even better than my first 4 days. I was also able to join in day 3 of Satine's training. We were drilled on the 5 things we were meant to be mindful of (speeh, grace, deportment, manners, and dignity) and our rules (A well trained slave: waits civilly to be interrogated, never turns it's back on a dominant, maintains a straight and dignified line of sight, makes itself sexually appealing and available whenever possible, waits quietly for an invitation to approach a dominant and remains present until dismissed, and keeps it's dirty hands to itself). We also got to practice our serving techniques since we would actually be serving dinner at this thing! I was extremely nervous about competing against a tall, fit exotic looking chick who's super submissive, not shy and very good at expressing her sexuality. Satine girl oozes sex and does a lot of things I'm not so good at very well. I left the practice feeling clumsy and terrified, albeit slightly more prepared. Soon after that we found out the dinner would be broadcast free to everyone (though only TTOO members got to interact with the party via chat). I knew that would mean hundreds more people watching than before, and shit, there was already going to be quite an audience actually present at the party! The dinner was hosted by Peter Acworth and attended by lots of directors. Apart from James Mogul (the director of TTOO, who also does Men in Pain), there was Matt Williams from Device Bondage, Van Darkholme from Kink's gay sites, Princess Donna from Wired Pussy and Public Disgrace, and Tomcat from Fucking Machines. There were also some special guests; Laura Antoniou (author of The Marketplace BDSM fiction series) and Maitresse Madeline. But that wasn't all. The Upper Floor needs staff to handle the slaves and make sure things run smoothly - on the night that consisted of Maestro, Lobo and none other than my very own Mister Torn. The first time Kink ever paid him to be anywhere! Satine and myself weren't the only victims that night, either. Jade Indica, Bella Rossi and Lilla Katt served as "decoration models" to keep the action going. So um quite a few people as you can see. The night started with a pre-dinner inspection. James drilled us on our rules again and Peter came by to make sure we were prepared. Then Satine and I started serving h'orderves. We each had a chore card marked with a few activities we were supposed to make happen without directly asking. I'm not sure exactly how Satine got on with that but I was a big failure. I couldn't figure out how to get more than a fondle without speaking or making eye contact. It didn't help that the guests had already started making use of the other girls while we were getting ready so everyone was somewhat distracted. Eventually James suggested that sometimes rules were meant to be broken. I inadvertantly got my chance when Peter sent me to fetch a beer and it took too long to find the right glass. After that everything seemed to get a lot easier. Soon we were serving the first course which went a lot smoother than it had during practice. It wasn't long after that the guests started using us for various games (who licks cunt better and what not). In fact everyone was so caught up in the play that following the schedule became impossible and the handlers had to step in and lend a hand with getting the plates out. The hardest part of the night was trying to follow our rules and schedule while ten people pulled us in opposite directions. At some point, inspired by Satine provocatively crawling toward him (and who wouldn't be?), Mister Torn stopped standing around and got involved in the action himself, too. Time went by really quickly and before I knew it the end of the night was near. We were serving dessert and I was participating in a cocksucking contest when I realized I hadn't seen Satine for a while. Apparently she was feeling exhausted and couldn't continue. In hindsight it probably wasn't the best idea for the dinner to serve as her fourth of TTOO. I can imagine she must have been wiped. Secretly I was very glad we got to skip the competition portion of the evening. I have thick skin and I can take criticism but I will happily pass on it if at all possible. Since she couldn't finish the night, I won by default. I was subjected to an initiation which was receiving multiple swats from each guest with various implements. We were coming up on the 5 or 6 hour mark and I was definitely in the zone by then. I took the beating better than I thought I would, but the second the cameras turned off I burst into tears for no reason. It was like every ounce of strength and stress just rushed out. During the week or so after the dinner I was shocked and a little embarassed about how many people saw it! Mostly because a lot of them were people who don't normally buy porn or (as far as I know) see me in that sort of situation. Everyone wanted to know what I won, but I'm still not sure exactly. I think that as the first official house slave I get to participate in future Upper Floor events. I can't wait to see what develops! Stay tuned.
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