We havent 'played' with others for over 2 years, when we did it was fun, but there was one time when it wasnt, it was just awful, it could have had a detrimental effect on our relationship but we got through it, we learnt a lot from that situation.
We knew this couple and they were active in the local scene, the dominant in the couple wanted the four of us to meet up privately, the bossman had his reservations initially but i got on well with the female submissive, unbeknown to me a plan was hatched between them, i was the only one that wasnt aware.
We got up one morning and he announced we were going out, i wasnt allowed to ask where, i did notice him packing up a bag with some 'toys' so i thought we were going to go somewhere isolated and play, it didnt cross my mind that we were going to meet others.
It was a long drive so we stopped off for breakfast and i had butterflies in my stomach, i dont like surprises so i was on edge, this got worse when he took out a blindfold and told me to put it on for the duration of the journey, and then we stopped, he got out and he was talking to someone in whispers, i just sat there, i dont want to say scared but definitley really nervous and anxious.
Then i was led into their home still blindfolded, straightaway i was told to strip, Master was talking to the other man and i picked up then who it was and i relaxed, there was some 'sexual play' between me and the other sub then Master and the other dominant (lets call him Mr H) caned me simeltanously before stopping for a break.
The submissive (miss t) who previously i had always got on with and liked was distant, didnt speak to me, i felt like i wasnt wanted there, i knelt quielty at Masters feet while he spoke with Mr H and i tried to initiate a conversation with miss t but her responses were brief and it was clear that it was an effort for her to talk to me.
Mr H took photos of me whilst i was lying naked next to Master, which i was surprised at Master allowing but i kept quiet.
It just went downhill from then on, Mr H was focused on me and i did feel sorry for miss t, she was sat on a sofa while her Master was seemingly more interested in using me which i didnt want to happen, he made me feel uncomfortable, i cant really put my finger on what exactly but i didnt want him touching me, they seemed so different than the people we knew, it was like i didnt know them at all.
It became clear that Mr H was just interested in me and i wasnt just imagining it, Master and miss t may as well not have been there, he told me crawl over to him and before i did i looked up at Master for his persmission which he gave and this irked Mr H he wanted me to obey him instantly without looking for direction from Master..but that wasnt going to happen unless i was told to by my Master.
He wanted to see me on the wooden horse and said that was what he planned next, Master interrupted at this point and said that it was up to me if i wanted to, at this point i knew Master had came to the same conclusion as me because for him to give me the decision he was letting me know i didnt have to and he wouldnt be disappointed if i refused...so i did.
Master then said it was time for us to leave, which Mr H was visibly annoyed about, he didnt get what he wanted, we left, it was strained but it was the aftermath when the shit really started.
It started with emails being sent to me by Mr H, which i passed to Master to read, i spoke to miss t and got an understanding of why she was so 'cold' towards me, at the time i was in my early 30's and Mr H and miss t were late 60's and MrH saw me as a younger bit of stuff to get his hands on, i dont blame her i would be angry as well if Master was willing to put me to one side just to get his hands on someone younger.
Master emailed MrH and there were threats made, he had photos of me, he knew our names and could expose us which generally if your active in the scene its respected that you dont 'out' people, it got nasty. Miss t made a post on a uk bdsm site about what had happened, i was described as being "in a drugged up state" it was just awful.
I cried a lot, i was scared of the repercussions, my job, Masters job, my children, family etc, it was a nightmare, Master was more calm thank goodness and kept assuring me it would all be ok but i blamed him, he put us in that position and it was his fault, i trusted him to keep me safe and he failed, it rocked us for a while.
I realised later that i was taking it out on him because i needed to, but i know it wasnt his fault, we learnt a lot from it, and actually it made us stronger.
We have 'played' with others and have had great experiences, ones that i can look back and have fond memories of, will we again? i dont know, never say never i guess.