Medieval festivals are always lots of fun - people get to step out of their day to day personalities and pretend to be someone else. There are always lots of very talented people making or acting their craft (sometimes both at the same time). They're all there to have a good time and hopefully make a little money - many of them have such a good time that they travel from faire to faire across the country, year round.
But the real entertainment is the patrons. People of all walks of life use these festivals to dress up and act stupid - and often get drunk. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for dressing up, getting drunk, and acting stupid - it's great stress relief - but some of these people take it to a whole new level. And yes, there was plenty of corset and breast ogling to be had, but alas, I have no pictures :(
Lady Sin surprised me yesterday with another session. The notice came up in my email, but when I pulled up the site after getting home yesterday afternoon, I found that I could not run it until after 8pm! She also warned me that I would need to be butt plugged for this one. I'm extremely thankful for that warning, because it allowed me to properly plan enough time and privacy for the session. Last night I tossed and turned - a perfect opportunity had arisen at 7pm - an hour too early - ARGH! I was forced to wait. Sleep was constantly interrupted, mostly by my cock throbbing, once by my wife, shoving my hand south. She was wet and humping my hand, seemingly half asleep. She fell fully asleep with a satisfied sigh a little later with my thumb lodged within her (I have freakishly long fingers). Over the next half hour or so, she would rouse and grind against my hand every time I moved, and when she started acting uncomfortable, I gently withdrew it & she slept soundly.
I should be so lucky. My hand covered in her juices, my cock hard and throbbing, my ache for something, ANYTHING, almost brought me to tears. It was at that point that I realized this: that in the 14 days since my last orgasm, 12 days since I thought I would explore this experience, 10 days since it started, and 50(ish) days until the end - I've become a sex toy to two different women. No different than the dildo my wife uses when I'm not around - she kisses me, tells me how much she loves me, uses me, and puts me away. To Lady Sin, I'm probably an amusement, someone she enjoys torturing and keeping around for as long as I'm willing to accept her control. My whole world has started to revolve around keeping one woman happy and depending on the other for all my pleasure.

The session today was difficult. It's hard to concentrate and stay horny when you've got a 6 inch long 1 inch wide butt plug shoved up your ass. Every time I would start to relax and feel some pleasure building, the plug would move outward, which made me panic and tighten back up - and the feelings of pleasure would slip away. It took me *forever* (well, it seemed like forever - it was probably only a minute or two) to actually get to the edge, where I felt like I might cum if I kept going - but I had nowhere near the waves of pending orgasm that I usually feel on an edge. It felt more like a milking - where your cock is going to spew out the cum, but you're not going to get any pleasure from it.
The session was so difficult, emotionally, that I found myself hoping she would let me cum, just to get it over with.
But no. I had to remove that plug afterwards with a still hard cock. I had to take a shower and not touch that still hard cock. I had to get dressed and stuff that now even harder cock in. It's still hard, even as I write this, almost 10 hours later.
This is awesome. Exactly the kind of experience I signed up for.