Clubbing

Instead of our home-based play, we decided to check out a club we had heard about. There we expanded to the use of all the apparatus available to us. We watched and learned. People in this scene are more than happy to educate and encourage, so again we were comfortable.

First, I had her bending over a bench in the middle of the room blindfolded. I had no paddles or floggers or any of the many toys we now have, I didn’t think to travel with them. I was lent a nice paddle I can’t remember now whether it was club property or one of the patrons. I had her lean over the bench and began to paddle her ass. Her olive complexion was slowly turning to a nice crimson color and her ass was really warming up. I continued for quite a while; it seemed like an hour, my arms got tired. All the while she had no idea that she had been the center of attention. When I finally raised her to her feet and removed the blindfold, her face turned as red as her ass. She was humiliated that she received this treatment in front of a crowd of about thirty.

After our display, we stood back to watch others. The crowd was made up of all sorts. There were men who appeared to be well to do business men dressed in loincloths carrying around chains. A huge man was cowering in a corner being humiliated by a leather clad dominatrix in eight inch heels whipping him relentlessly. There was what seemed to be a young girl running around naked like a tiny nymph. The sights and sounds made the whole experience surreal.

We became regulars at the two prominent BDSM clubs in NYC. Most weekend nights you could find us at one or the other. I wouldn’t say that we became friends with any of the people we met at the clubs but we all noticed each other and gave a nod.

We became comfortable in public displays at these clubs. Finally we found places where there were people just like us. Actually, we saw displays more extreme than we could have ever imagined, but would one day enjoy ourselves.