Latex and Leather and Kink…Oh My!
(Or That Time I Spent a Saturday Night at My First Fetish Party!)
The thought of walking into a fetish party would never have crossed my (mostly) vanilla-minded head a few years ago, but since sexploring life, and all of its delicious diversity, my curiosity of the kinkier side of things got the better of me when I came across a flyer for Fetish 101 at Cruze Bar. It is the party where “eroticism, imagination, and fantasy meet”! As a sub-novice to all things kinky, aside from the occasional ass and boob smacking in the bedroom, this party grabbed my expectations of public fetish gatherings by the proverbial leather cuffs and strung me up for quite the wake-up call.
With the added courage of a friend in tow, I put on a nice top and some heels for a night out at Cruze Bar, which was hosting Fetish 101. We arrived around 10pm and there was already a modest crowd socializing, viewing or partaking in the demonstrations set up around the larger main room, and enjoying the privacy of some black plastic sheeting on the patio. The front room also had similar sheeting on the windows for total discretion.
I think of all the things that threw me off it was the crowd. Maybe I was expecting more leather and chains, latex catsuits and low cut corsets, but I was pleasantly surprised to see most people were just wearing whatever they might typically wear out on a Saturday night. It makes sense in hindsight considering the vast spectrum of kinks and fetishes someone might explore, and those activities should not have to dictate how one aesthetically presents themselves at any given time. Even among fellow kinksters. It was quite obvious though that the old heads were in the majority that night, which I was happy to see.
The assortment of demonstrations going on at Fetish 101 would not have been possible were it not for the seasoned kinky folks in attendance. And it goes a long way with me to learn from those who know what they are doing. We watched a fire play and cupping demo, which totally appealed to my deep, inner pyro, and had so much fun getting up close and personal with a Violet Wand. And by “up close and personal” I mean the facilitator ran it up and down my arm, and had it set really low. The vac bed was one popular demo, even I was tempted to give it a go, with it set up on the stage next to the DJ booth. I can only imagine how the bass felt like in that thing!
If I had had a little more money in my evening budget I most definitely would have gone home with a collar or some wrist cuffs from the merchandise table. It was set up with a tempting assortment of bonds, whips, paddles, gags, and floggers. And very friendly staff greeted you with a paddle or riding crop to test out. Lovely, local, and handmade to boot!
The whole night I had a smile on my face, spending time with new faces and old friends, and wondered why I had been so nervous about attending. The curtain had been pulled back and there were no metaphorical, scary imps with hot pokers trying to get me. That is not what this scene is about at all. In fact, the event was very moving with beautiful people putting their most authentic and raw selves on display for each other. I am very much looking forward to going back in July. So much so in fact that I spent much of my afternoon perusing JT’s Stockroom online and looking up how to make latex and vinyl clothing myself. And I will have to make a stop to our local ER Room in Lawrenceville.
Fetish 101, you have affected me in ways I never thought possible. Thank you!
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