Pedestal.. on a Friday! Whatever next.

So, Pedestal has moved to a Friday. It’s just a day you may think but it will, I suspect, change the dynamic of the club (OK, this was actually suggested by someone I respect huge amounts).

Why You ask (or at leas I hope you are) will the dynamic be changed? Well, Pedestal has, for a long time now, been on a Thursday night even though, many years ago, it was actually on a Saturday. And, being on a Friday it means that people, generally, do not have to go to work the next day. The nature of the person who goes will change. Many, I am sure, of those who go to Pedestal do so because they are staying in London, on business etc. It gives them the chance to experience a very friendly Femme Domme club and still go to work the next day. By moving it to a Friday, You lose that. You suddenly become more viable for a lot of the regular London clubbers. You also start to conflict with other clubs that may also run on a Friday and of course, those Saturday clubs. Will you want to go to a club Friday and Saturday (of course you all cry out).

All that said, I am of course going to go. I shall once again be with Mistress and that in itself is a massive treat as we have not been out together for a long time. It is almost like going to Smack, back in the day. Friday nights were the best night and the after parties into the hours of Saturday morning just topped it off.

I’ll let you know how it goes.

Behave

I am mildly excited! For the first time in ages i am going to Pedestal. It has been almost 9 months since I last went so this will be something I am really looking forward to. But the thing that will make it strange is that I am going alone without Her. That is something new. We spoke last week, before She went away and I asked if I could go and was told I can but have to behave. That's a hard word, behave. I will be there, in a room full of Dominant females, many of whom I know and I have to behave! I am sure I will, well mostly.

So, Pedestal next week and I will write more after that, after I have behaved.

Suddenly, it all became clear.

The last few months have caused me concern. It is as a malaise of some sort and grew into apathy. Then today it hit me what was wrong. I am bored. Really really bored. Bored of going out to clubs, seeing the same people talk about the same things, the same cliques, the same sense that no-one and nothing has moved on. Of course, I am as just as much to blame! I go to the same clubs where I meet the same people. But this year, I have been out 3, 4 times and really I do not miss it. Some history may be due here. I went to my first fetish club over 25 years ago, in 1984 I think - Der Putsch. It was on a boat and run by Steve and Sadie who went on to run Westward Bound. I was very lucky I realise in that I made friends with some fetish insiders very quickly and was soon a regular face on the scene. Back in the 80’s there there not that many clubs to go to really. Der Putsch and Submission were the two main ones and interclub rivalries were rampant! There were many tales of Sadie banning people if she found out they had been to Submission!

I met some amazing people some of whom I still count as friends and many I still see out and about when I do go to clubs. For the next 8 years, I was a regular club goer and had a fine old time. But then, without warning I stopped. The feeling I have now was the feeling I had then. The relationship I was in was going wrong, I was tired of abusing my body in not a good way with the drugs that are almost an unwritten part of the scene and I just wanted out. The last time was a 10 year break and I wonder if it will be the same this time. The relationship I was in with Mistress has changed so much it is hard to really call it a Mistress/slave relationship anymore. There is only one club I enjoy going to nowadays, that being Pedestal. I miss Smack a lot and wish it would go back to the original venue but that will not happen of course. So, what do to. Hang up the chaps and call it a day or just carry on. I don’t know but I am sure an answer will come soon. But I am bored. Bored of being in chastity. Bored of stupid girls who think they are a Mistress because some idiot of a guy calls them it, bored of seeing ill-informed people try to foist their opinions and views on BDSM onto me as they one true light, bored of message boards that give a welcome but at the slightest transgression shoot the poster down in flames, bored of attitude of the press towards BDSM, bored of chastity, bored of cheap latex, bored bored bored bored bored.

A new head fuck

So, it has been awhile since I have written anything. In part there is a general malaise about me that is very work related and the desire to write has not been there. Also, Twitter has been, in a way, replacing my blog.

But, there are things that happen that can only really be fully written down in a blog as Twitter does of course have it’s limitations.

So, what’s new. Well, I went to Pedestal the other week with Mistress. It was pretty average if I am honest and had an interesting run in with a Dungeon Nazi who pointed out that I am not allowed to talk in the Goddess room unless I am being spoken to. When I replied I was told not to speak. Pointing out the stupidity of this rule did not endure me to her but so what. I hate to say but I was into this whole scene before she was born and occasionally forget some stupid rules.

Pedestal was also close to my birthday and in part it was a night out for that as well. I had been promised a very special present when we got back after the club and of course, it was this I wanted more than anything, almost like a kid in a candy store.

When we got back, a few drinks later, i was told to strip and lay over the chair. Needles were used to create a very nice bird shape on the back. But needles are not new to me. The music was playing hard trance and then the new toy, the medical stapler came out. This was a new buzz and to have 10 staples down the stomach, then laced up and as i breath in, they are pulled tighter together just sent me into the biggest endorphin rush i have had for years. The combination of the needles, the music, Mistresses soothing voice and the staples was just a complete head fuck and all i knew was that i was floating in a sea of pain that was totally delicious. A masochists dream.

Sadly, like all good things, it came to an end and as i came down i could feel the staples quite clearly. But what a rush. Who says you cannot teach old dogs new tricks!

A New Year

Well, its 9 days into 2009 and I suspect this is going to be a very grim year from a financial perspective. I know of many friends who have lost their jobs, working in the financial sector as I do and as a consequence they are looking at their lifestyle and what can be cut back. Fetish would seem to be high on the list.

Still, we cannot help the way we are programmed and for me, I cannot imagine a life where it did not involve indulging myself in latex and pain when the urge takes me (which is pretty much all of the time I suspect). One couple who seem to have a fantastic sex life and a lot of fun are Alex and Suze whose blog I discovered for the first time this weekend (I was searching for something totally unrelated but such is the nature of Google) and it made for some very funny and at times erotic reading.

I have already ventured out once this year to a fetish club, going to Suberversion. Now, this is a good club. But I HATE THE VENUE. Sorry but the venue sucks. I know there are issues with finding good venues for fetish clubs in London as licensing laws seems to be getting stricter. But The Hub is just not good. I suspect I will not go there again as I hate the venue so much. On the other hand, Pedestal is a great club with a great venue. So it can be done when needed and makes Pedestal a club I make every effort to attend.

Sex, and Drugs and BDSM

Eventually, I knew I would broach this topic as it seems it is one that is brushed under the carpet and never really talked about but here goes.

Firstly, I have to come clean and say that I am not totally innocent in all of this. I have taken more drugs that I can honestly remember over the years. E, Coke, MDMA, Ketamine, Amyl and very occasionally speed were the drugs of choice. Nowadays, Viagra is in the mix as well. So, why is there such a preponderance of drug usage in the fetish and BDSM scene. Of course, I can only talk about London, but it may well be the same in ever major city that has an active scene. I can remember great times in Amsterdam and Berlin where there was huge obvious drug taking, whilst in London, it seems to be slightly more circumspect with lavatories and dark corners the place of choice. From my own experience, I know that when I have taken a pill or two, I play harder and longer and end up with a lot more bruises! But the intensity of feeling, the euphoria of the moment that comes is addictive (which of course is the point of many drugs) and one that I do miss. As you may have notices, I have not mentioned Pot, Weed, Cannabis etc. Why? Well I have never smoked and therefore have never really wanted to take any of these, hence not having any knowledge of what they can do first-hand.

Of course, what makes me laugh really loudly is when I see ad's from Pro-Dommes who say they will only session with those who are drug free and yet, when I see them out and about at clubs and parties are usually totally wankered on drugs themselves! Of course, many will say this is not hypocritical, at they are putting the safety of the paying punter first. But I also see them play in clubs, so whose safety are thy putting first then? And please don't tell me that these are not paying punters, as there are many Mistress who offer to take a client to a club for a fee, so where is the line?

But I digress and have to point out that I am only highlighting an example of a Mistress offering to take paying punters to a club rather than that Mistress taking drugs..OK!.

So, is there direct correlation between drugs and BDSM/Fetish? I think yes and it comes down to personality types. For many BDSM is a way of escape, a way to live outside the accepted normal boundaries of life and be part of a community that often puts a finger up at society. It is those character types who will, by their nature, be more explorative and in turn curious about drugs. It describes many of the people I know and to a large degree myself. I don't drink, I don't smoke but I love to get out of my head now and then. Sometimes in public, more often in private with two or three others. Oh, and I mentioned Viagra at the start of the post. Gods gift to sex and drugs! That is all I have to say on that matter!

Thursday, Pedestal comes around. To be clean or to pop a pill - that is the question that I can only answer on the night.

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