The Leathermart! Oh my, oh my, did we have fun at the Leathermart! Anyone who’s ever been to IML knows all about the Leathermart.
The Leathermart is not for the faint of heart, but then again I don’t think anyone could accidentally trip and fall into it, so anyone who goes in knows what to expect! The sights, the sounds, the smells of leather and man sweat everywhere, it’s a Pornqueen’s wet dream! If you like leather, and men, it’s definitely a place you want to check out.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen so much leather accoutrement in one place. It would be very easy to spend a fortune in there. Who doesn’t need ten different kinds of straps, ball separators and a different leather outfit for every day of the week?!
If I wasn’t working, I might have also indulged myself at one booth, where I saw a gentleman happily ensconced in an orange jumpsuit, bound to a table having his crotchal region vibrated. I don’t know if the orange jumpsuit was actually part of the fantasy, but nonetheless, I was more than a little tempted to do it myself, but not with the crew around! LOL
When the producers and I discussed the kinds of interviews we were looking to do, naturally I selflessly offered to let myself be spanked (purely for entertainment value, of course) but I don’t think they actually took me seriously (silly mortals.)
I will admit, I’d been willing for that particular event to happen, though at the Leathermart, it’s not such a far stretch to figure out a way to get yourself spanked. It’s kinda like hoping you’ll get ice cream at Dairy Queen!
As my crew and I were walking through the aisles, you know, busy busy, people milling about, making it a bit of a challenge to weave through them, I heard it... the beautiful sound of leather hitting flesh.
My head whipped around, trying to tune into the location of the aforementioned noise, and I got caught! The girls at the ‘name of booth’ totally outed me, and then offered to spank my ass when we came back around. And they weren’t even a fetish booth! Must have been my fuck-me boots and hot new blouse.
Never one to turn down a free spanking, I made plans to come back and do it on camera (that girl was flirting with me, I swear it!) Anyway... somehow it ended up that when I got back an adorable looking man named Jaime was the one to do the spanking... and then I got to spank him... and then somehow his pants came down. That may have been as a result of me asking him if I had to spank him through his jeans. (Hey, you never know unless you ask, eh?!)
I’ll always remember it fondly. Thank you Jaime (with the gorgeous eyes)! Oh, and I turned the tables on that girl too, she got one nice little whack, but screamed like a banshee with a gentle little love tap! She would never survive a spanking from me!
After that fun little session - I got to speak to a fair number of folks on camera, which you’ll get to below. But I have to make a special mention of my friends over at the Hot House booth – they know how to stock their booth!
Francesco D’Macho (who I keep calling Dimarco sorry Francesco!) Vinny D’Angelo, Ross Hurston, Johnny Gunn. Such nice guys, and indulgent too. I interviewed Ross’ crotch – although my evil ploy didn’t work; that is, he didn’t whip out his penis and slap me on the forehead with it. *sigh* Ahh well, it was a fun afternoon, what can a girl really complain about as long as she gets to leave with her ass tingling and slightly pink (if not her forehead)?