In late October, within the midst of a protracted Indian summer time, Luke and Brooke determined they needed to go to giant Renaissance truthful that was being held about an hour or so drive from our home. I had by no means attended one earlier than, assuming them to be tacky and traditionally inaccurate. From what I had heard of them, I envisioned numerous screaming youngsters, dangerous meals (large turkey legs and curly fries got here to thoughts) and low-cost trinket sellers. It additionally sounded to me that a lot of the costumes, and even actions, had been extra medieval than Renaissance, so calling them Renaissance gala’s offended the historian in me. Brooke, for probably the most half, agreed with me, though she had expressed some curiosity in seeing what actually went on at these occasions (if I am actually sincere with myself, though I spoke dismissively and disparagingly of them, I had just a little curiosity myself — medieval was my time interval, in any case). Nonetheless, she shared my dread of screaming youngsters operating round in every single place.
Little doubt choosing up on this reservation amongst a sure phase of their audience, the organizers of this specific occasion had set it up as an “grownup solely” Ren truthful. This was evident from the occasion’s promoting. Whereas my understanding was that the majority of those festivals serve alcohol, this one was really sponsored by a number of beer and liquor firms. As well as, the promoting emphasised the sexual enchantment of such an occasion, exhibiting photographs of buxom younger girls in bodices and engaging younger males dressed as pirates and knights. There was even a suggestion of kink within the promoting, with one photograph of a reasonably younger lady in a corset, her fingers certain, standing subsequent to a younger man sporting a decent, purple velvet jacket and glossy black boots, wielding a using crop. She had a damsel in misery expression on her face, whereas he had a sinister gleam in his eyes. I later realized that there’s a entire BDSM subculture that loves Ren gala’s, seeing them as locations to behave out their fantasies in a interval setting.
I consider it was this kinky twist specifically that acquired the eye of Luke and Brooke, though Luke had apparently attended just a few extra standard Ren gala’s prior to now and loved them. This truthful occurred solely a few weeks after the feast, however Neil and Laura had been already one thing of an merchandise by this level, having been on 4 or 5 dates. They had been invited to hitch us. Merely listening to that, I attempted to bow out, hoping to keep away from the humiliation of being the fifth wheel within the group. Luke was fairly insistent that I come, nonetheless. I am positive he knew that such an occasion could be replete with alternatives to publicly humiliate me in inventive methods. Trying again, I’ve little question that the occasion exceeded his expectations in that respect. It turned out that being the fifth wheel ought to’ve been the least of my worries.
Let me begin by describing what was normally a focus of humiliation for me: my apparel. The opposite 4 ordered their costumes on an on-line retailer known as Medieval Collectibles. Luke dressed as a Darkish Prince, Brooke as (Magenta) Girl Guinevere, Neil as Rugged Robin Hood, and Laura as Girl Robin Hood (fairly ridiculous, actually). Not discovering something sufficiently humiliating for me on the web site, my costume was a customized one concocted by Brooke (with Luke’s approval, after all). The inspiration for it was a pre-Raphaelite portray, The Little Foot Web page, by Eleanor Fortescue-Brickdale. The portray was based mostly on Childe Waters, an 18th century Scottish folks ballad by Thomas Percy that advised the tragic story of a younger lady named Ellen, whose merciless lover forces her to decorate as web page boy, and observe him round on foot whereas he rides on a horse. After she ultimately bears him a baby, her lover lastly acknowledges her existence and marries her. I had shared the story with Brooke shortly after we had been married, and she or he was fairly keen on the portray.
I used to be dressed very similar to Ellen, in white tights, canvas footwear virtually like slippers that got here as much as my ankles, and a lacy, virtually see-through, lengthy sleeved, black jacket, or doublet, that hardly lined my bottom–and, worse nonetheless, barely lined my crotch. Additionally like Ellen, I wore a gold metallic belt holding a pretend knife. The jacket was Brooke’s, and was remarkably just like the one within the portray. It was too massive for her, so match me, though considerably snugly. After I first heard that I might not be required to put on my chastity cage, I used to be, after all, tremendously relieved, as a result of the majority of the cage would’ve been very obvious beneath the tights (and I used to be all the time grateful for more and more uncommon moments of liberation from my tiny metallic jail). What didn’t instantly happen to me, nonetheless, was that I might have a continuing erection within the tights, barely hid by the entrance of the brief jacket or doublet. This complication ought to’ve been obvious to me instantly, after all, as a result of I ceaselessly put on tights round the home and the sensation of the nylon in opposition to my cock invariably (and immediately) causes me to get, and keep, onerous. Nonetheless, it is humorous how the aid of being spared one sort of humiliation can cloud your thoughts in such a strategy to depart you susceptible to different varieties (not that I had any selection within the matter).
All a part of the plight of a fairy cuck, as Luke was keen on calling me, I suppose. In actual fact, Luke had initially needed me to decorate as a fairy for the Ren pageant, full with pointed ears, tights and wings. Brooke was in a position to persuade him that princes have pages, nonetheless, thereby mitigating my humiliation. Or that was her intent, at the very least. I am undecided it labored out that means.
I did should admit that there was one thing appropriate about how I used to be dressed. It occurred to me that, just like the little foot web page Ellen, I used to be submitting myself to humiliation for the one I liked. In medieval instances, a web page was a younger male servant to a knight, nobleman, or prince. So, it additionally occurred to me that, given the time I spent attending to (or worshipping) Luke’s toes, “foot web page” was not an inappropriate designation for me. Pages had been normally, after all, boys or very younger males; the truth that I used to be a decade older than my grasp solely added to my humiliation.
Along with my apparel, my hair had been rising out for the final a number of months (at Luke and Brooke’s path), and Brooke requested her hairstylist to present me a web page boy haircut two days earlier than the truthful. Whereas a slender teenage boy or younger man may’ve been in a position to pull it off, I felt it appeared ridiculous on me; Brooke assured me I look “cute,” however the expression on her face and her stifled chuckle when she first noticed me after my haircut, satisfied me in any other case.
Once we met Neil and Laura within the car parking zone of the fairgrounds, they each smiled and laughed once they noticed me.
“I am glad to see you are moving into the spirit of issues, Walter. I am really shocked you got here,” stated Neil.
“I am right here underneath duress. I guess it’ll be utterly inauthentic and cheesy.” Luke was out of earshot in the meanwhile, trying to find one thing behind his truck, so I felt free to precise my actual opinion, albeit fleetingly.
“Who cares whether or not it is genuine or not? I advised Walter that he must loosen up,” stated Brooke.
“That is straightforward so that you can say, you are not sporting this ridiculous outfit,” I stated, sulkily.
Laura stated, “I believe it is a fantastic costume. I like the tights. However what are you speculated to be, precisely?”
“A web page,” I mumbled.
Brooke stated, “The little foot web page, to be exact.” She then advised Neil and Laura the story of the ballad and concerning the portray, and googled a picture of the latter on her iPhone to indicate them. As they scrutinized my costume, I attempted to will myself to grow to be flaccid. I attempted to think about the least attractive factor I might (doing my taxes), but it surely was futile. The humiliation of the second, the sensation of the nylon in opposition to the delicate underside of my cock, the nervousness about what else lay in retailer for me that day…all of this stuff conspired in opposition to me. So, fairly than subside, I felt my cock additional stiffen. I then tried to show the entrance of my physique subtly away from them. Nonetheless extra futility, as I felt Brooke cup my proper buttock together with her hand, and my cock grew tougher nonetheless.
Neil laughed and stated, “You are the spitting picture of Ellen! Your costume, I imply.”
Laura fingered the sleeve of my gossamer jacket, and stated to Brooke, “That is stunning. The place did you discover it?”
“It is mine, really. I believe I purchased it at a thrift retailer in Columbus just a few years again. Walter’s misplaced one other 4 kilos because you final noticed him, so it matches him fairly effectively. His buns are getting firmer too, because of Luke’s private coaching periods with him.” She squeezed my buttock together with her hand and pinched it.
Laura stated, “I guess these are attention-grabbing.” She and Brooke exchanged smiles.
Neil stated, “Good work with the weight loss plan, pal.”
“I guess he is sitting simpler than he was the final time we noticed him,” stated Laura. The three of them chuckled.
In the meantime, Luke had walked up, carrying a big leather-based bag. He warmly shook Neil’s hand and patted him on the again. “Nice to see you, Robin Hood and Mrs. Robin Hood. I believed Robin Hood all the time wore tights?”
“I picked the Rugged Robin Hood choice. Tights are usually not actually my factor,” stated Neil.
“Mine both. Not very manly, are they? I see you are sporting black denims, like me.”
“Sure, however what’s that hanging out of your belt?”
“It is a Scottish tawse. I ordered it on Amazon. It is for maintaining servants in line. No prince ought to ever be with out one. Come on, let’s go,” Luke stated, heading in direction of the doorway to the truthful. To me: “Prof, I need you to stroll a few steps behind us, and carry this bag. You are my web page right now, remember.”
“Foot web page, you imply,” giggled Laura.
“Sure, sir,” I stated, lifting the bag to see how heavy it was. It wasn’t too dangerous, however I used to be positive it will grow to be more and more difficult to hold because the day went on, particularly given how unseasonably heat it was.
“Given the event, I believe ‘sire’ could be extra applicable than ‘sir’ right now,” stated Luke.
“Or he might consult with you as ‘my lord’ or ‘my liege’,” volunteered Neil, unhelpfully.
“Name me sire, name Brooke and Laura my woman, and name Neil my lord. Obtained it, web page?”, Luke stated to me firmly.
“Sure, sire.”
As I walked behind them, I used to be hyper acutely aware of my apparel, and the way it should’ve appeared to different attendees of the truthful to see me dressed the best way I used to be, strolling submissively behind the 2 {couples}. And whereas there have been loads of different males wearing tights strolling round, most of them had been sporting lengthy tunics that utterly lined their rear ends and crotches. I imagined that everybody we handed was staring straight at my crotch, and I at any time when I appeared down, I noticed my erection tenting out the white materials, solely partly obscured by my doublet. My solely comfort was that these tights weren’t sheer (like many of the tights I wore at residence), however had been extra opaque, like those worn by Ellen within the portray. Brooke had ordered them particularly for the event.
We did see a number of overtly BDSM varieties within the crowd, together with a few threesomes that appeared to have a cuckolding dynamic. For instance, there was a lovely younger man and lady, wearing goth clothes — they appeared extra like vampires than characters out of both the medieval or Renaissance eras, (though I suppose vampires are timeless) — pulling alongside a male of comparable age by a leash. Just like the couple, the male was dressed solely in black aside from his pink collar. He wore black lipstick, a corset, a skirt and fishnet stockings with Doc Martens boots. He had lengthy hair and was slender and effeminate sufficient to have the ability to pull off the look; nonetheless, it should’ve been extremely humiliating.
There was additionally a tall, obese male dressed like a dungeon grasp, a coiled bullwhip hooked up to his belt, strolling with a petite younger lady, in all probability half his age, in a bodice and skimpy interval gown. She was gagged, together with her arms tied in entrance of her, trying very uncertain that she needed to be there.
The person addressed Luke loudly, “I caught this serving wench prostituting herself. I am taking her to the pillory to be shamed in public, as befits her. What of thy servant?”, he stated, pointing to me. “Has he hung out within the shares but?”
“Not but, however we might even see you there later.”
“Nothing like some public shaming to show thy chattel their place. And a few self-discipline,” he stated, fingering his whip. “However I see thou hath that lined. Be {that a} tawse?”
“It’s, certainly,” replied Luke, a lot to the amusement of Brooke, Neil and Laura.
“Could I?,” stated the person as he began to succeed in for Luke’s tawse.
“Be my visitor,” stated Luke.
Rubbing his fingers alongside the size of the tawse, the person stated, “Tis of advantageous leather-based, and may ship a goodly sting.”
I believed to myself, I ponder if the sting might probably be any extra painful than having to hearken to this man butcher medieval dialect. Sadly, I used to be quickly to study that the reply to my rhetorical query was an emphatic sure.
Following that encounter, we watched a (lame) magician present after which watched a blacksmith work in his store. Brooke talked about that she needed to see a jousting contest that was scheduled for two PM. First, they determined to have lunch. It got here just a little shock to me that Luke, Brooke and Laura did certainly order large turkey legs, whereas Neil had a pork chop on a stick. Luke and Neil ordered huge glasses of beer whereas Brooke and Laura drank mead wine. I, in the meantime, ate the dressing free salad and drank the bottle of water Brooke had ordered me.
After I protested that I used to be nonetheless hungry afterwards, Brooke stated, “However you’ve got been doing so effectively in your weight loss plan. Let’s not break the momentum.”
Neil added, “I do know it is robust, Walter, however you make unbelievable progress. You have to keep it up although. We’ll all make it easier to.”
“However I solely had just a little little bit of yogurt for breakfast,” I protested meekly.
It was extremely humiliating to be handled like a baby with respect to my weight loss plan. It was dangerous sufficient to be handled that means by Luke and Brooke, however when the others chimed in, it grew to become doubly humiliating. Neil had been on me to shed extra pounds for years. He was a kind of slender, athletic individuals who had by no means had a weight downside of their lives, who was of the vocal perception that gaining and losing a few pounds is solely a matter of willpower and self-discipline, or the shortage thereof. It is not that he fats shamed folks, however he actually made frequent feedback concerning the American public being too overweight and sedentary, and the way that was one of many main explanation why our healthcare prices had been so uncontrolled. From a coverage perspective, he in all probability had a degree. But it surely was no much less annoying to hearken to him chide me for my weight struggles. He clearly permitted of the strict weight loss plan and train routine that Luke was imposing upon me. “No ache, no acquire,” he advised me as soon as later after witnessing Luke cane me after I gained two kilos at a weigh-in. However I am leaping forward of my story. The purpose is that I consider Neil actually did (and does) care about my well being, however he believes that the tip justifies the means, and located Luke’s outcomes onerous to argue with. My buddy Neil turned out to have a wholesome, if largely benign, authoritarian streak in him that shocked me, however once more I am leaping forward of myself.
“I’ve heard sufficient. Cease bitching. Since when do pages query their lords and girls? You should actually need to check out this tawse,” Luke snapped at me.
“No, sire. I apologize. I need nothing greater than to stick to my weight loss plan.”
“That is higher,” he replied.
It had rained closely a few days earlier, so the bottom was fairly muddy in spots. We sat down on the stadium stands a couple of half an hour earlier than the event was to start. I sat on the step beneath the 2 {couples}.
Luke stated, “Look how filthy our boots are from the mud! Luckily, I introduced alongside some rags and shoe polish within the bag. Web page, clear our footwear. Begin with the women.”
Neil stated, “Good factor you thought to carry some rags alongside. You all the time appear to be considering forward. It is in all probability one of many explanation why you are so profitable in enterprise.”
I had heard Luke bragging to Neil concerning the exponential progress of his plumbing enterprise whereas we had been strolling across the fairgrounds. Nonetheless, listening to him reward Luke on this means, particularly when it was straight tied to a different humiliation for me, was fairly disappointing, to say the least.
I acquired the rags and shoe polish out of the bag and started cleansing and buffing Laura’s ankle boots first.
She laughed and stated to Neil, “Child, we’d should get ourselves one in all these.”
“A shoeshine package?”, requested Neil.
“No, I imply our personal little manservant.” Luckily, Neil didn’t take the bait. A minimum of not then.
I subsequent moved on to Brooke, who was additionally sporting ankle boots. The women’ boots had been nowhere practically as filthy as the boys’s, so I used to be in a position to end cleansing Brooke’s footwear fairly rapidly.
In the meantime, as I started cleansing Neil’s lengthy boots, I grew to become conscious of one thing far more distressing that was unfolding. Out of the nook of my eye, I seen sitting down about 10 toes away from us to the suitable, 4 people who I knew. Not simply any folks, however my pupil Kelly and her boyfriend (those who had discovered me cleansing Luke’s truck in my pink speedo) together with two different college students from my class, Paul Betz (the one who humiliated me on opening day by asking me what my {qualifications} had been for educating a category on male masochism) and one other woman named Anna Dawson. It had appeared to me that Mr. Betz and Miss Dawson had been relationship each other, as they had been all the time seated subsequent to one another in school, and sometimes touching each other affectionately.
I actually had thought the probabilities of anybody from the faculty attending this pageant to be very low, partly as a result of it was a very good hour drive away. Looking back, I understand that was a really silly assumption on my half. An hour’s drive is nothing, and I ought to’ve guessed that an occasion akin to this Ren truthful would maintain some attraction to college students of medieval literature. As soon as I considered it, critically and objectively, I needed to admit that it will virtually have been surprising if none of my college students had come. I suppose I used to be merely responsible of wishful considering (my important considering skills appeared to have been in a gentle state of decline since Luke’s takeover had begun).
I attempted my finest to show my face away from my college students as I started cleansing Neil’s boots. The issue, after all, was that Neil was going through them straight, and even when they’d not attended his courses, they might nonetheless acknowledge him, as our English division was not a big one. I used to be quickly to study, nonetheless, that Kelly and Paul Betz had each taken Neil’s D.H. Lawrence and Joseph Conrad lecture throughout their sophomore yr.
“Thanks, pal. However you missed a scuff mark on the facet. Simply use just a little extra polish there,” Neil stated to me, pointing to the spot in query.
Luke stated, “There is no must thank the web page. I do know you prefer to steal from the wealthy and provides to the poor, however a servant is a servant.”
“I suppose you have got a very good level there, prince,” Neil stated, laughing, as I utilized polish to the place he had identified and started buffing vigorously. I used to be very acutely aware of the truth that, from my place on my knees, my tights-clad backside could be partially seen to anybody trying.
Simply then, I heard Kelly’s voice. “Hello, Professor Lawson.”
“Hello, Kelly,” replied Neil.
“You bear in mind Paul Betz, do not you? We each took your Lawrence and Conrad class collectively final yr.”
“In fact, I do. You had been each wonderful college students. Hello, Paul.”
“Hey, Professor,” Paul answered. Their voices had been getting nearer. They had been strolling in direction of us, and I used to be in a state of panic. They had been about to witness one in all their professors cleansing the boots of one other one in all their professors (utenured, no much less!) whereas wearing a uniquely humiliating method. What would they probably suppose? What might I probably do? I needed to easily disappear.