Inspections & Displays

[Richard49]

I still recall my first D/s experience a short 6 months ago. I was inspected for nearly 30 minutes while being directed into various positions for the process. I was mortified the entire time and my blush was "classic" he said. I now meet with my Dominant twice a week and each session starts with an inspection which again lasts for about 30 minutes. I find that I still blush at times. For example when he gets close and whispers in my ear "did you shave that pussy for me little one?"

Regarding display, he wants to "show" me to his friends and has made arrangements for us to attend a Valentine's Day dungeon party this weekend. Just today we went into my closet where he chose the dress I will wear and then to my lingerie cabinet where he chose everything that will go underneath. I will be presented in a black velvet dress, knee length with a bolro jacket and underneath, red bra and matching garters, no panties and black stockings with rinestones seaming the backs. Black 4 inch heels will clompete the outfit. He tells me I will not be required to strip down nor will I be stripped but I may be required to lift my dress for his closest Dom friends.

Each time I think about that my hands tremble...perhaps I won't go.

I wish you were mine
but I wish at lest that I would be there for this

 

[raven2]

Me too mmmmmmm...

 

[catalina_francisco]

Bump?

 

[AvaAdore]

My last Mistress was very much into the mental aspects of play and display and inspection, which have no lasting physical impact on the sub or slave, are very much mental tools of dominance.

Inspection was a regular part of our play on virtually every occasion and being exposed in that manner certainly made an impact on me.

However, when I think about the questions posed, I have to say that display for me was a much greater humiliation, left a far bigger impression and played a greater role in my submission on the occasions she used it. In fact, I think the one occasion that had the largest lasting impression on me was one of the more subtle.

there is a bdsm club in our city that also on occasion hosts more swing oriented events. Every year they have a mid-winter beach party. While there are areas of the club that still have the tools of bdsm laid out, and while some people attend to play bdsm, the vast majority of those who attend are vanilla swingers (if one can say swinger is vanilla). It is a great party, very sexually charged, attractive people, skimpy clothes, but it is mostly a plain party--thin a wild springbreak event more than anything else.

Two years ago my Mistress decided we should attend. As directed i met her at her place to get ready and head off to the party. She had told me not to worry about what to wear, she had an outift, befitting the beach theme picked out for me, as well as for her.

when I arrived she was all dressed and ready to go. My Mistress at the time was a very sexy, petite, dark haired, dark skinned, exotic looking woman with a great body. She was wearing a very short, sarong bottom in a floral pattern that when she walked gave the world a glimpse of her nearly totally shaved (tiny landing strip) kitty. On top she had the skimpiest of bikini tops.

For me she had laid out a very cool looking loose-fitting linen shirt and a pair of light colored linen pants. She told me to get undressed. I did as told and then, thinking ahead, began to put the pants on.

"Silly pet, that isn't all I have for you," she said and motioned me to come over to the couch she was sitting on. She then used lube to put me into a silver cock and ball ring (3 loops, one goes around everything, one around the balls, one around the base of the cock). After that she handed me a pair of floral, silky lace panties and a pair of black thigh highs to put on.

She then had me get dressed in the clothes she had laid out and inspected me. She was satisfied. I was pretty worried about the linen but looked in the mirror and decided that you couldn't see through it--and felt even more comfortable you wouldn't be able to in the dim light of the party.

Lastly she added to my outfit a cool looking braided brown leather collar, which she closed with a small lock, and left the key on her dresser--in other words it wasn't coming off all night. the collar was extremely subtle, even with the lock. It made me feel owned but I felt like no one would really take notice.

In the car on the way to the party she gave me just a few instructions, one was that she would introduce me as "Will, her pet" to everyone, including the cadre of friends of hers who were coming--most of which I had never met before. Another rule was that if anyone asked me about the necklace I was to explain I was a collared pet to her. the last was that I was expected to be nearby at all times--not necessarily hanging on her or around her, but always available by a simple gesture.

So off to the party we go. It wasn't more than five minutes after our arrival that her friends began to come up to us, and true to her word she introduced me as her pet. That mere title, being labelled it in a somewhat vanilla setting to male and female friends of hers--some of which were into bdsm and some weren't--had a profound impact on me.

The second profound moments came when she had gone into a room and sat down amongst a group of friends and other people taking the last space on the couch. She chatted for a bit, making me stew standing alone.

As I waited a very sexy woman, who was wearing a Wicked Weasel bikini bottom, a anklet, and a smile came up and began to flirt with me. She was touching and toying with me in a normal way. then she admired the braided collar. she said she loved my necklace and asked if I got it in Jamaica. I said no, and responded as told, "I'm the collared pet of that woman over there," I said with a nod of my head to my then-Mistress. She laughed and talked with me for a bit more before walking off to say something whispered to my Mistress.

A bit of time passed then my Mistress waved me over. I came to her side adn she said to sit. I said there was no space. She said of course there is. I want you to sit quietly at my feet. I did as told and as they spoke she put her dominance over me very much on display. At first she petted and stroked my head, then she reached down and twisted my nipples making me squirm and moan slightly. I sat and took it all in.

After a bit she said she wanted to dance and led me to the dance floor. As we danced she asked if I knew what the other woman had said to her. i said no. She told me that the other woman had said that she--my Mistress--had a beautiful pet adn that it was too bad i was owned because she was about to ask me to go to the playroom to f%&*." My Mistress then asked how I felt being collared and about missing out on such a sexy lay.

After a song or two I had to run to the bathroom--which was a chore given my underwear, but i kept the secret. when I returned my Mistress was dancing in a circle with the very hot woman who had almost led me away and tow men. I went over to join her and she told me to fetch drinks for the four of them and wait over at a table by the bar area. I did as told and watched them as they all were very much dirty dancing. It wasn't long before my Mistress' top was off and one of the guys was licking her nipple. then she danced with the other and he kissed her as they did and rubbed her breasts. I had to watch so as to remain ready for her whims.

After a few songs she told me she had a treat for me. She led me up to one of the playrooms and put my hands into two cuffs suspended from the ceiling, then she blindfolded me. I waited for what seemed like forever. Then I heard people come in..My mistress came over and gave me a bit of attention, rubbing me, talking softly to me, then she put a finger in my mouth.

"Can you taste how wet and hot my pussy is pet?" she asked
I said yes Mistress.
"do you know why I am so wet?"
"Because you are turned on," I answered.
"Yes, but do you know why I'm so turned on?"
"I said no."
"Because I'm about to get fucked by the two very hunky, very well hung guys you saw me dancing with and your very sexy girl friend."
I fought the shackles. I actually couldn't believe I was about to endure this. She said, "don't struggle you aren't going anywhere...and lucky you, you get to listen."
For the next hour or so i remained shackled up, hearing her moans and the moans of others, hearing her talk about the one fellow's massively perfect cock, hearing her cum over and again, hearing the unmistakable sounds of sex.
Then I heard a lull. I felt Mistress come up along side me. She began by telling me how good she had just been fucked. She then asked me if, since I was just hanging around I wanted to see her enjoy herself.
I said no listening was bad enough.
She said "Too bad because I want you to get an eyeful." with that she removed the blindfold and I saw the two men. Both were naked, both were, in fact pretty good looking, and one was, in fact, very well endowed.

My Mistress then went back to the padded play floor and got on all fours between them. The well endowed man entered her from behind and she began to blow the other fellow. She was wildly into it as were they. It was an amazing sight. As this went on the other woman came up and became to flirt with me, touching me and kissing me.
She then said that my Mistress had told her that I had a surprise for her under my clothes. She said she wanted to see what it was, and besides she wanted me naked to tease and please me better. I begged her to leave my clothes on but she would have none of it. So first she opened my shirt. then she took off my sandals, and then my pants. She then proceeded to giggle at me in panties and called the attention of the two guys over to me. All four of them had a good bit of fun at my expsense. then the other woman, knelt down kissed me once through my panties and said she had to go. As she left she said, "Just hang in there pet."

this left me exposed, chained, watching my Mistress enjoy two men for another hour.
finally when they were all spent they got up and the men left. My Mistress tormented me for a bit, spanking me, twisting my nipples, telling me how good they felt, and making me describe how I felt being so used, exposed...
After a bit we went home and played.....

That's hot!

 

[BiaTcHiNFiRe]

The night ended with my having to present myself to the other Dominant for an inspection.

Now thats HOT!! I would be shy as hell if my Master decied to do that, but i find it as a very exciting experience. Sounds like you having lots of fun with ur Master Catalina

 

[BiBunny]

The first time I met B., I was subjected to a thorough inspection. I was nervous--scared to death is probably a better way to put it, not of him, just of the situation--and barely controlling my hysteria. I distinctly remember him sitting me down in a chair, naked, and spreading my legs wide. When he leaned down to look closer, he said, "Nice shave job." The hysteria I'd been trying to control bubbled over when he said that, and I laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed. Of course, the laughter mortified me, which only made me laugh more. Then, he started laughing, too, which only made matters worse.

But I got through it eventually. I have this recurring fantasy where I'm on display for him and his friends, but we haven't gotten to that one. Yet.

 

[ownedsubgal]

inspections and displays are the epitome of humiliation for me. i absolutely loathe my body, and have low self-esteem about my appearance (and many other things) in general so being carefully looked at, poked and prodded is always a miserable experience. i just want to shrink to about 2 inches high or disappear into a hole in the ground and never come out.

however i think if i were confident in my self and happy with my general appearance, my feelings and reactions about such things would be very neutral, as they are in most things.

 

[Netzach]

inspections and displays are the epitome of humiliation for me. i absolutely loathe my body, and have low self-esteem about my appearance (and many other things) in general so being carefully looked at, poked and prodded is always a miserable experience. i just want to shrink to about 2 inches high or disappear into a hole in the ground and never come out.

however i think if i were confident in my self and happy with my general appearance, my feelings and reactions about such things would be very neutral, as they are in most things.

You won't believe me, because people who don't see it don't but maybe you eventually might - you are a very beautiful woman.

 

[FurryFury]

The idea of inspections and displays when related to ME and RL, frankly terrify me.

 

[BiBunny]

You won't believe me, because people who don't see it don't but maybe you eventually might - you are a very beautiful woman.

Yes, she is. If I had a body like hers, I'd parade around naked all the time. (Says the fat girl who parades around naked when she's by herself.)

 

[ownedsubgal]

Netzach and Bunny, thanks so much...i certainly wish i could see it, maybe after 10 lbs or so lost and a few trips to the dermatologist i finally will.

and Bunny, if i had a body and smooth complexion like yours i'd probably be happily naked all the time too! lol

 

[HottieMama]

i agree with bunny and Netzach....osg, you are positively gorgeous. That pic you posted a while ago was stunning.

As for inspections...they intimidate me. i had to do it for S the first time we met in person and it took all i had not to cry.

 

[WriterDom]

Oh yessss Inspections. A favorite. I sit and drink my coffee looking almost disinterested. I tell you to stop eyeballing me and strip down to your panties. Now spread your legs, put your hands behind your head, and keep your eyes lowered. I rise out of the chair with my riding crop in hand.

 

[Puman]

For my PYL.... any time.... not that it's easy, but I trust him that much.

On display for anyone else... NOPE! I don't have an exhibitionist bone in my body.... I can't even go to a salon for a brazillian wax!

 

[oneguy4fun]

I was inspected by my Goddess wife for the first time earlier this year. I found it to be incredibly exciting! I felt very vulnerable and submissive while she inspected every inch of my body. Another time she made me put on a pair of panties and she pulled them up nice and tight and had me slowly turn around for her as she admired them. I felt silly, but so aroused at the same time.

I've often fantasized about being inspected by a group of girls. They tease my cock and giggle at me. Perhaps slide a pair of panties on me and humiliate me and tell me how cute they look. I don't think I could ever do it in a public forum like a club.

 

[LillySF]

one of my most intense fantasies

is to be inspected by my Mistress. Being made to stand naked in the middle of the room, hands on my head while She reviews my body, both visually and manually...hhhmmmm there's a story in there I think

Wow..how's that for a first post?

 

[CuteBrat]

ive sort of learned to accept inspections. they always make me nervous and excited. there is something....demeaning...i guess about them...the whole "piece of meat" thing...which actually is one of my biggest turnons in the BDSM life.

My Master has had me present myself for so many people lately that i find i can do it a lot easier...less of the sucking in my breath and going "oh shit"...

 

[minx1]

Bumping this thread in the hope others have got some experiences to add

 

[intothewoods]

My experience of display was with a Dom friend who thought it was a good experience for me to have. He arranged for us to visit another Dom and sub he knew and after small talk and Coke on the rocks he undressed me and began to point out what he thought were my best features, as well as give a demonstration of my high pain threshold...I was then left on display while the others had more talk and refreshments. Though it was an informal setting I was required to act appropriately and obey whatever was asked of me. The night ended with my having to present myself to the other Dominant for an inspection, but ended early due to the issues his sub was having. Thought it might have been something new for her too but apparently it wasn't and she also had permission to have sex with others which she exercised well...so never did find out what was the problem. The evening was tantalising, especially because of the leadup and how it was handled...and possibly because it was my first experience involving anyone else other than the one I was with.

I agree the inspection can be humiliating depending on the circumstances and the people involved. The one I went through on our first night together was not so humiliating as erotic though, but that was partly because we had been anticipating the moment for a few months.

Catalina

This is kinda hawt. Sorta Story of O...

 

[catalina_francisco]

This is kinda hawt. Sorta Story of O...

It was memorable, but then all such occasions I have been through now are very memorable for the very best reasons.

Catalina

 

[minx1]

It was memorable, but then all such occasions I have been through now are very memorable for the very best reasons.

Catalina

To me the prospect of inspection leaves me brimming with mixed emotions. It fills me with dread and panic. I find it terrifying yet exciting and at the same time a beautiful act as he studies for the first time all that he owns.

I think about it often and what thoughts will go through my mind at that time...will I feel humble, embarrased or will I want to cry or will I giggle just like Bunny did! Possibly an element of all those.

My heart is in my mouth even now, just thinking about it.

 

[intothewoods]

It was memorable, but then all such occasions I have been through now are very memorable for the very best reasons.

Catalina

That's awesome.