A Risky Return to Sin City

Warning: Please note that this is NOT a fictional story and as such may be disturbing to some readers. It is a true memoir of what was done to me over the course of a weekend in Las Vegas in September of 2024. Writing this document and publishing it are the requirements of my Dominant. This is my third such journal. Note that I voluntarily placed myself in the situation that allowed all the events to play out, guided by a previously agreed and signed servitude contract. Based on what ultimately occurred, I am highlighting the following original contract language that proved to be most damming to me:

‘Section 15.18 The Submissive agrees to service or be sexually used by any person or persons of the Dominant’s choosing. Such encounters may include participation of multiple people at a time if that so pleases the Dominant. The Submissive will be bound, restrained and blindfolded during these encounters and this is by the Submissive’s expressed request and consent. The Submissive explicitly grants his permission to be sexually used and abused by those individuals invited by the Dominant to take part in the activities with the Submissive, and furthermore, the Submissive grants his permission for those individuals to complete such acts on the Submissive while the Submissive is bound, restrained and/or blindfolded. Furthermore, the Submissive acknowledges that under these bondage conditions he may not be aware that he is about to be used by others and grants them permission to proceed with their engagement with the Submissive, whatever it may be, without notification. The participants shall abide by the limits of Appendix 2 and the safety/health edicts of this document. Permission is also granted to these participants to engage with the Submissive in any of the activities listed in the Appendix 2 Acceptable Activities/Soft Limits list. The identities of the individuals engaging with the Submissive need not be revealed to him. The Dominant will retain the knowledge of who participated if later health notifications need to be made. The participants will not reveal to others the identity of the Submissive.’

This would be my second encounter with this Dominant, who I am to call DR. D, and his friends. As such, I knew I would likely be treated severely before I agreed to take part, but like an addiction, I couldn’t help myself and said yes. You can choose to believe this is all made up. I get it as even I couldn’t have imagined beforehand that I’d be subjected to some of the things that were ultimately done to me, but I did live it. The bonds that held me fast so I couldn’t resist, the punishments that caused both pain and suffering and my disgust from the constant sexual use by other men still sticks with me. All of which were consensually permitted per the terms of the servitude contract I signed. DR. D and his friends stretched those contract boundaries to their limits; far beyond what my original basic intent and desires were trying to capture when constructing it with Sir Michael back in 2023.