my first club was violate in edinburgh in 2001. I was taken there by my Domme at that time. strongest impressions, almost nine years later?
the music was shit. no other way of putting it. except, perhaps, "not my cup of tea". my first ever public play, with Someone I fallen pretty fucking hard for - and I was being flogged to "let me entertain you" by robbie fucking williams.
which would not have been my first choice - or Hers - to soundtrack an experience that was to etch itself onto my memory for life.
still, never mind. that's all just blood under the bridge now. and, to date, I have only ever been in two clubs where the music wasn't utter pish. but mibby that's just me.
in scotland, like a lot of places, most munches 'n' clubs are held in gay venues. once in a while, i've found myself in a swingers' club on a regular fetish night.
any club you visit will have rules posted. no nudity's pretty much universal, as is *not completely wankered on booze or drugs*.
another omnipresent rule is "NO MEANS NO". if She wasn't interested ten minutes ago, things probably haven't changed in the interim.
Friday, 5 February 2010
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