Review of the Passion Fair:My Master and I drove towards Ham..

Review of the Passion Fair:

My Master and I drove towards Hamburg on Thursday, spent the night at @yourhandler 's place on the way, and continued to our vacation apartment in Hamburg early Friday morning. Once there, we unloaded the car and got ready for the fair. During this, my Master’s glasses broke, so he went to an optician while I headed to the fair to start setting up the booth. Lilly and her Daddy also arrived and helped me with the setup.

After finishing the setup, I walked back to the apartment while listening to an online lecture. I spent the rest of the day there, trying to catch up on university work that had piled up during my presentation preparations. I tried not to feel overwhelmed by the workload or guilty for not being at the fair.

In the evening, my Master returned with a new toy he had ordered for me at the last fair, and I was thrilled. He immediately tried out the spiked collar, particularly on my neck, which led to open sores on various body parts. Despite that, I enjoyed it and was excited about the new toys.

On Saturday, I spent the entire day at the fair but wasn’t at the booth much. Initially, I wore the “business outfit” you can see in the photos. The fair started at 11 AM, but by 11:40 AM, I had already left the booth because I wanted to watch a show at 12 PM by a female rigger who might want to collaborate with me. Before the show, I talked to Marc van Vlaanderen to discuss a spontaneous show we were doing together on Saturday and Sunday and to clarify the details. After the quick chat with Marc, I watched the bondage show and introduced myself to the rigger afterward. We had only communicated online before. We spoke briefly about how we could tie together during the weekend to see if we were compatible. Afterward, I returned to the booth.

Not even half an hour later, Handler put an “Artgerecht” neck violin on me and led me around the fair on a leash (sadly, no photos of this). It was a lot of fun. Then I returned to the booth, and my Master offered me for a photo shoot. At first, I was a bit overwhelmed, because it wasn't planned, but quickly got into it. After the shoot, I briefly helped at the booth and then headed off for the show with Marc. For the show, I was put into a vacuum bed, so I had to take off my chastity belt beforehand. It was my first time in a vacuum bed, and it was a headless one, with only a small bre@thing hole. When the air started to be sucked out and the latex tightened around my head, I briefly p@nicked, feeling like I couldn’t bre@the properly. The vacuum also put significant pressure on my chest, intensifying the feeling. I focused on breathing slowly and steadily through my mouth and keeping negative thoughts at bay. Marc soon started fl0gging me to the rhythm of the music, and from that moment, I let myself go and enjoyed it.

After the show, I changed backstage into my latex pony outfit. Handler helped me change and then led me around the fair on a leash. It was nice to switch off mentally for a few minutes. Back at the booth, I took off the pony gear and spent the remaining hours at the booth only in the latex catsuit and mask. Towards the end of the fair, Gummi-Goddess Natalia asked if I could imagine working at her studio, which made me very happy. Who knows, maybe I’ll offer real sessions in Hamburg next year. 😉

After the fair, we went out to dinner with some other guys. I was still wearing my latex catsuit, and my Master had put handcuffs on me. Once we ordered, @emilyaddamsofficial and I sat off to the side and chatted. She had just returned from America, and we hadn’t seen each other in a long time. It was so nice to catch up. During dinner, I sat between her and my Master. Since I still had the handcuffs on, they fed me and gave me drinks, which was a lovely experience. We also talked about Emily’s 72h pshoot in Spain, which made me really want to try it myself. She encouraged me to give it a shot, but my Master forbade me from doing it next year, wanting me to focus on university and avoid overloading myself. I’m grateful he takes such good care of me.

After dinner, we returned to the apartment. I showed my Master the corset I had packed, thinking I might wear it to the fair on Sunday. He was delighted and immediately laced me into it as tightly as possible. I hadn’t worn a corset in a long time, and it hurt, restricting my bre@thing and every movement. He took me to bed like that, added handcuffs, and had sex with me. I love being his doll and completely helplessly at his mercy.

On Sunday, I wore the corset to the fair, though not as tightly laced as the previous evening, and only for an hour initially. At 12:30 PM, I had another show with Marc, where we repeated Saturday’s performance. This time, my Master watched, which made me very happy. Afterward, he let me get my makeup done by a makeup artist at the fair, which was a relaxing experience, and I loved the result. Then I go to the rigger at the bondage lounge for a bondage session. After discussing my experiences, preferences, and limitations, we had a beautiful session. It had been ages since I had a proper bondage session, and her tying style perfectly matched what I enjoy, allowing me to completely switch off and let go. Afterward, my Master put me back into the corset and chastity belt, and I spent the last two hours at the booth. For teardown, he loosened the corset. We spent the evening in the apartment, where I cooked dinner and we eat while we watched a movie. Later, he put me in a straitjacket, and we continued watching the movie.

On Monday, I alternated between studying for university, having sex, and napping. We were both exhausted and too tired to do much else. During sex, my Master mentioned he had a date that evening and wanted to take me along. This triggered negative emotions: jealousy, fear, and a sense of losing control. The jealousy surprised me, as I’m not usually prone to it and was able to handle it once I expressed it. But the fear and loss of control were harder. I don’t like m33ting new people in situations I can’t escape if they turn unpleasant. Not knowing what to expect and having no control over the evening, combined with the knowledge that I couldn’t freak out if overwhelmed (as it would reflect poorly on my Master), caused significant emotional tension and defiant behavior.

In the afternoon my Master walked with me to a nearby mall to buy groceries and to release some tension. There was also a toy store, which I initially didn’t want to enter due to past bad experiences and my bad mood. But he took me in anyway, and once my “Little” realized it was safe with him, it enthusiastically shared everything it found exciting about the toys. It was beautiful and lifted my spirits until I remembered the upcoming date, causing my stomach to knot again. My Master reassured me it was just dinner and unlikely to lead to play, which helped a bit but didn’t eliminate the stress. After shopping, we showered and dressed for dinner. By then, I had accepted the situation, knew I wouldn’t die from it, and trusted my Master to ensure it wouldn’t be terrible. We took public transport to the restaurant, and I wore handcuffs during the ride. This helped me relax, focus on my role, and trust my Master. His playful banter also helped me calm down.

In the end, the evening was quite pleasant. The food was delicious, and his date was nice. After dinner, the three of us went for a long walk and chatted, which was enjoyable. We didn’t play together afterward, but my Master and I did once we returned to the apartment. I explored the active role a bit and shared fantasies I have in that role. Being able to show that side of myself to him was a wonderful experience.

On Tuesday morning, we visited Miniatur Wunderland, where I spent the whole time in my “Little” personality. It was incredibly freeing and energizing to fully immerse myself in childlike curiosity and joy without fear for hours. On the train ride home that afternoon, I felt a bit sad to be leaving but, for the first time in ages, also recharged and ready to tackle the weeks and months ahead without breaking under the constant pressure.
I'm deeply grateful to my Master for convincing me to stay until Tuesday afternoon instead of leaving on Monday. That extra half-day did me a lot of good.