We are working on organizing and painting our home office. So I was going through a bunch of old books. And for some reason I decided to open up the Prophet. Out fell an old invite to a Fetish Factor party. God that brings back memories…
I went to college out in the middle of nowhere PA. But during the summer and the Christmas holidays I would sneak into NY to go to S&M clubs and parties, the Fetish Factor parties were some of my favorites.
I am not sure how many of the Fetish Factor parties I went to maybe 4 or 5 (at most). I really saw some crazy things, the one that stands out most was the Klingon S&M party. The Fetish Factor had lost their space (they would just put equipment in a regular bar) an hour before their party was set to start and were telling people to go over to this party.
So there I am, maybe 19 not knowing much of anything. And I really felt like a stepped into the twilight zone. Seriously there were Klingons everywhere. The customs were amazing and the Klingon dictionary had come out a year or so earlier. So they all spoke Klingon (I think?). It was a hot party.
I remember there was a demo going on and I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. It was a demo of the Klingon mating ritual, all I saw were two Klingons beating the crap out of each other. Now I know it was two switches going back and forth but damn to me it was hot and scary all at the same time.
That party was my first experience at Paddles, and I also the first time I was caned. Yeah I’ll admit it I was one of the lurkers, I was so out of my element and have always been on the shy side. I remember watching a dominant caning her submissive and her approaching me about being next. How in the hell could I say no.
After finishing with him, she told me to undress. God, I was so new to this stuff that I left my tidy whitey underwear on. I know she found it amusing but was kind. She caned the crap out of me and we played for a really long time.
I was facing a wall and not really looking around, I was just really in my own world. She leaned in at one point and said “You know all the guys in the room are staring at you?”
I figured she meant that the people were just watching the scene but when we finished and I turned around the Klingons and almost all the women in the place where gone. In their place were men, lots and lots of men and yeah a number were staring at the young kid in his tidy whitey’s. Apparently Paddles at some point in the night turned into a gay leather club.
And that was I think that was one of my more memorable experiences early on in kink. I can remember how upset I was the next day when my ass and thighs were covered in welts, no one bothered to say there’d be marks.
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