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zombiebabe -> your first exposure! (1/20/2009 9:23:36 PM)
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How was it?
My whole persona, self-awareness, mindset changed during the 7 months when I was a member of a nightclub catering to the fetish community.
The place was this club downtown where DJs played industrial music and we'd get down on the dance floor to VNV Nation and stuff, and they charged more for drinks than a lot of the other clubs here. Everyone was so nice there!
A lot of people there were into BDSM. I knew nothing, zero, zip about the community. I just liked the music and the atmosphere. But the more time I spent there, sometimes twice a week, the more I learned and it fascinated me. I saw stuff there too.
I had discovered months before to my complete shock with my first boyfriend that I loved to be held down and dominated in the bedroom. But he hated it so we only did it that one time. I would say things to him in the moment.....he probably knew I had an S&M streak long before I did.
Well, at the club, I met this guy I went out with for a while and that was my first BDSM relationship. It didnt last. Typical man, afraid of committment!! [;)] We are still friends. I still go to him with bondage questions.
Another reason this period was so life-changing is that I was deeply in love with the club owner, like madly obsessively in love. And unbelieveably he liked me too. He was 10 years older than me and we didnt know each other very well, although I'd known him the whole time as I met him on my first visit. We had this flirty flingy thing but we werent actually together, for several months at the club. We had an insane chemistry and really liked each other. At this after-party I told him I loved him and we had this really intimate moment together.
But the whole time he was two-timing his girlfriend the other owner and she tossed my hiney out.
I know 25 is young to write an autobiography, but I'm calling it The Day The Sky Turned Yellow......
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