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My Wife & I finally managed to visit a specific dungeon in NYC last Saturday for the first time. It was very enjoyable, though we didn’t have any special plans and just wanted to wander around to see what was happening there and get accustomed to the venue. Since we had visited other dungeons before, it would be helpful if we ended up having some ideas of what to do. After getting a tour, we relaxed and observed several scenes unfolding in different areas. Spankings, whipping, and bondage were all taking place around us.
She looked great in her 5” high black patent platform boots that ended just below the knee. She also wore a loose-fitting black skirt that hit right above where her boots started, along with a bra featuring silver rhinestones on each cup. Her necklace and earrings were silver and matched the rhinestone design of her bra. I was dressed in my 4” high heeled black boots, a leather posture collar, and my locked chastity device which had been in place for nearly two weeks.
After about an hour at the venue, my wife sat on a padded horse stool while I stood behind her massaging her neck, shoulders, and back. I expected to just give her a good rub, but when she accepted a foot massage from a gentleman who approached us, it was quite unexpected for me. He chatted with us as he knelt before her and started unzipping her boots.
He mentioned how much he loves giving foot massages and asked what our interests were. We explained that while Dom/sub roles are relatively new to us, my chastity experience helped start things off and that my Wife is the Keyholder. We discussed other fetishes and kinks, noting that I occasionally wear a gag with a dildo attached to please her. I considered taking it out for him to see but didn’t want to interrupt or move away from supporting my wife.
I hadn’t expected finding comfort in having someone else help relax my Wife would be so satisfying for me too. I realized this when she leaned back against me, resting her head on my chest with closed eyes. Feeling her press against me made me shift my legs slightly to stay steady and continue the massage while acting as her support. Seeing her totally relaxed expression confirmed she was enjoying it greatly. The double massage lasted a couple of hours until after 2AM when the club shut down.
Knowing that she felt good mentally really helped me feel good too. I never would have considered such a scenario before and might have felt jealous under other circumstances. Since those jealousy feelings didn’t arise, it confirms to me that seeing her happy and cared for is more important than my own ego. The happier I see her enjoying herself, the happier I become. The gentleman who gave the foot massage seemed to enjoy himself as well. For next time, a hot scene could involve being bound, gagged, and watching her enjoy her massage.
Overall, last Saturday night was lovely because it revolved around her. I hope we can replicate that soon.:anim_37: