Chapter 43: Bondcon

"Guess what baby? I have amazing news!" said Sara.

"What's up Sara?" I replied.

"Mistress Azule asked me to be Mistress of Ceremonies for this year's Bondcon!" Sara replied with excitement.

"That's excellent Sara! What is Bondcon exactly?" I replied.

Every year around the end of May, Los Angeles hosted Bondcon, a multiday convention bringing together the professional and lifestyle BDSM, fetish, and leather communities. Kinky people from all over the world made the trip to Los Angeles to attend this massive event.

Mistress Azule was the owner and founder of Bondcon. She rewarded Sara's efforts and positive influence over the dungeon by honoring her as Mistress of Ceremonies at that year's Bondcon. Having gone from relatively unknown to Mistress of Ceremonies at the international convention for your industry in only nine months is a fucking accomplishment to say the least.

Prior to the event they put out a preview magazine showcasing all the famous Dominants from around the world who would be in attendance. Mistress Mary Jane had a full-page picture. I studied the book like it was school homework. By the time the convention was upon us I knew almost every Mistress by name.

There was one Mistress I really wanted to meet. Miss Indica. For those who do not know, Indica is a species of weed. I thought for sure we had to get a picture of Mistress Mary Jane and Miss Indica together.

The convention was hosted in the convention hall at the LAX Hilton Hotel. Majority of the people attending the convention stayed at the hotel and there were wild stories of private parties in the rooms behind closed doors. Legends of strap on gang bangs and other fantasies.

Sara and I were both adamant that we wanted to smoke weed in our room during down time at the convention and we needed a smoking room. We couldn't afford the smoking rooms at the hotel where the convention was held. We ended up booking a room at the closest hotel we could afford, the Travelodge. It was only two blocks away, so it was not a bad walk to and from the convention each day.

A bunch of Sara's coworkers from the dungeon tried to sleep in our room each night and one of them even clogged the toilet. I got no sleep the entire weekend. But the free breakfast at Travelodge was delicious every morning.

Other than the hotel, everything else was covered by Sara's position as Mistress of Ceremonies. She got in the convention and into all the private parties and meetings for free. As Mistress Mary Jane's boyfriend, I also got free admission to everything. Sara was expected to be at every, presentation, event and meeting during the convention. I took off work so I could go with her and support her as much as possible.

Mistress Azule was really trying to help make Sara a star. She even put Sara's picture on sponsor advertisements on a free shuttle that went back and forth between the hotel and the dungeon. The dungeon was still open for sessions and rentals during the convention. It was a five-minute drive or shuttle ride from the hotel. They also hosted nightly parties. By the end of the convention many people saw the ads for Sara on the shuttle and thought Sara had paid for the shuttle herself as an act of charity towards the community.

I was initially nervous when we first entered the convention on opening day. We had to first check in and received special passes attached to lanyards. Each had our names in large letters to help aid meeting new people.

Once inside Sara and I walked around and looked at everything. The convention hall was filled with different tables and booths arranged in rows with pathways in between. The tables were occupied with different kinky and sex themed vendors, professionals advertising their BDSM services, and even other dungeons.

There was a large stage in the center. Throughout the day different presenters and performers sporadically took the stage. There were also several rooms off the convention hall that featured different kink related classes. Some of the best Dominants from around the world taught various workshops to help master the BDSM arts.

The Kinky Geek had a booth, and I made a beeline over there once I spotted him. Safehaven Studios had their own booth, and all employees and staff were required to spend time there at some point during the convention. Sara made her appearance while I hung out with Danny.

Donny showed me his newest toys and talked about his recent move to Las Vegas.

"I am close to master the double sided light saber flogger!" I told him.

"I might be opening a store in Vegas, this local swingers club is talking about renting me a space where I can setup my toys for sale." Danny informed me.

"Mistress Mary Jane and I will have to come check it out. She has family out there." I told him.

I also soon spotted Miss Dawn. She had made the trip up from San Diego with her submissive lover.

Miss Dawn gave me a big hug and asked me playfully:

"Where's your Mistress? Are you unsupervised?"

"She is over at the Safehaven booth doing her life sentence!" I replied.

Miss Dawn laughed.

"I remember those days. Miss the people but not the labor!" added Miss Dawn.

We promised to meet up later to catch up on old times.

Paying for the hotel was basically all my money. I had to take off work to come to the convention. I couldn't afford to buy any toys on the convention floor or partake in any sessions or anything that was not free. It was definitely a learning experience.

Sara was a guest of honor at the big fancy Mistress Dinner. I had to wear a nice jacket, collar shirt and slacks. No hat. We sat at the same table as Mistress Azule like we were VIPs. I ate possibly one of the best steaks I have ever had. Even better because it was FREE!

There were several well-known Dominatrixes at our table. I recognized them from the preview book. They all seemed to be brown nosing to Mistress Azule the whole dinner. I felt special when Mistress Azule knew my name and made conversation with Sara and I.

"How did you like your steak?" she asked.

"One of the best I ever had." I replied.

"He orders it well done too!" Sara added teasing me before making a fake puke noise.

On the official opening night Safehaven hosted the first Bondcon party in the dungeon. For many people this was big deal. For Sara and I this was a regular weekend. Safehaven was our homecourt. We did our usual thing and took over a playroom while Sara entertained anyone brave enough. Sara quickly became busy playing with a woman she had met at the convention. I started talking to two well-dressed men who were watching Sara play.

“Mistress Mary Jane just started working at the biggest dungeon in LA six months ago. She is their number one Dominatrix. She has become so popular with everyone in the community, the creator of the convention asked her personally to host the convention.” I told them.

It turns out they were a photographer for Getty Images and a reporter for LA Times. They had come to take photos of Master Arron. He was being fashionably late. They were pretty impressed with my introduction of Sara and ended up taking pictures and interviewing her instead. When the article about Bondcon was released the main photo in the LA Times featured Mistress Mary Jane on the cover. Booya mother fuckers!

The majority of the convention was just a bunch of Dominatrices showing off their expensive outfits. There was not much play going on at the parties that I saw. It felt more like a chance for the big Dommes to measure their strapons and see whose was biggest. Metaphorically not literally.

On the third night Miss Dawn invited us to hang out and smoke weed in her hotel room. She was fortunate enough to have a large VIP suite at the Hilton. I went and got the bong from our hotel room, and we all took rips to cap off our first Bondcon.

Chapter 44: Club Excite