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As I write this I am listening to Strangers on a Train by Lovage, over and over again because that is something I like to do.  I went to my first BDSM club this evening.  It was surprisingly not as brutal as I was expecting and I found the people to be fascinating for a voyeur like myself.  The newbies, I included, had to take a little class before going in.  It had no real insightful things to teach.  “Don’t touch the people.”  “Don’t interrupt the people.”  That was the jest of what I got from it.  There were over 100 people there and it was really crowded.  Crowds are nice when you don’t want to be noticed, but they can get a little intense after a bit.  I enjoyed seeing a variety of leather and corsets.  I dressed down in the most “normal, nothing to see here move along” clothing that I could muster.  I wore my jeans, long sleeve shirt, a t-shirt over it, and topped it off with my everyday work boots.  The people were all nice and very respectful so I was probably safe either way.  They had tons of wooden crosses with people chained up getting whipped, paddled, and shocked with electrical tools I had never seen before.  I was guessing they didn’t buy it at the hardware store.  They had a needle table and a cage for suspension.  The most interesting to me was the ropes.  This one guy was beautiful with the different designs he could make with the knots.  The most erotic thing was this one couple that stayed dressed the entire time.  The female licked his shoes, literally.  Then the guy was caressing her through her black leather skirt with a chain wrapped around his hand.  Don’t ask me why it was interesting, I think I liked the bond they seemed to emanate.  The suspension cage looked the most painful and was voted the toy most likely to cause permanent damage, at least in my mind.  No normal human being can be wrapped with arms and legs behind them and then hung from a rope and not have something dislocate.  I seem to have tenacity for finding fun people to hang with when I go to new things.  My friend that brought me was busy doing scenes.  There was a couple that sat next to me at orientation and we ended up talking and hanging out for 4 hours.  I am definitely an extrovert and prefer to have someone to make comments with and then discuss things.  We like to gawk, aren’t attracted to blonde hair, and were confused by the number of people that were over six feet tall.  These are two people I wouldn’t mind hanging out with in other venues.  I enjoyed the club and I will probably go back.   I still don’t know if I am really into bdsm.  I would like to not be in control during sex at least once in my lifetime, but then when someone else does take control I freak out.  I may think I want that, but then if I don’t do it I suppose I really don’t.  I am still of the belief that pain is not my thing, the causing it or receiving it.  I was surprised at the variety of people that were there.  You had people of all sizes, ages, and background.  I am not used to seeing older people naked, nor women that are larger or have had children.  Child birth and the passing of time look like they can do some real morphing of the skin.  I didn’t feel judgmental but it did make me think that I want to have as much sex as I possibly can at this moment.  I know that sounds bad, but it is more a feeling of being thankful for my current health.  Life is constantly changing and you should always try and enjoy the moment you are in, I think everyone there was doing just that.  It was an experience I am glad I have now had.

Krypton Krypton
31-35, F
3 Responses Mar 1, 2009

you can learn more about finding clubs, attending events, by joining the bdsm library BB:<br />
http://www.bdsmlibrary.com/forums/forumdisplay.php?f=161<br />
some of the major cities have clubs listed in:<br />
http://www.sexuality.org/bdsm.shtml<br />
try google on bdsm + club<br />
Hey, if nothing else, you might find your local club can be a great place to meet people! -d

I actually have it really easy. I have a close friend that got into the scene through a paper she was researching for her psychology PHD. She has been bugging me to go with for a few years and I just said yes. They don't publish their address on websites and you have to know someone. I think the best chance of finding one is by joining one of those fetish group websites. They said some at the club and now I don't remember the name. You make friends with someone and then they can vouch for you. I don't know, I am just guessing how to get into it. I can ask her if people really want to know.

I have a friend who would be greatly interested in this type of club. How did you find it? A website directory of some sort? If anyone can tell me, please do.