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July, 1998 |
Volume 2 Number 6
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I was already wearing my leathers, I only
needed to pack away my jacket and hat while Mara went off to change from
jeans into her play-party "little black dress". When all was ready, we
checked the pack and explored the club.
Beyond the cashier's booth is a corridor with
a variety of toys on each side, I remember a dentist's chair and a cage.
The cloakroom is opposite the men's toilet, and a little further the corridor
opens into the first large room. This features a non-alcoholic bar, DJ
booth, a display case from which toys are sold, and a couple of play areas,
as well as the ladies room. The second room has a long bar which was used
to hold a free buffet consisting of salads, veg. and dip, and a twenty
foot submarine sandwich. One corner is isolated by an open grillwork, while
at several locations hanging chains provide play spots. One corner leads
to a few tiny cells around a common area, each just large enough for two
or three people.
Among the features for the evening was
a demonstration of Fantasy Liquid Latex. A man had a brassier painted onto
his bare flesh. A woman had the teddy she was wearing converted into a
pink and black latex garment. Some people attended in traditional fetish
gear: leather & latex, cocktail dresses and underwear. Many showed
up in ordinary street clothes; a few people looked weird---the guy in the
Chinese pagoda hat, with black gauze from his toes, up over the hat and
back down to his toes, or the fellow in sweatshirt, running shoes and socks,
ampallang, and heavy metal cuff around the top of his sac, pressing down
on his balls.
Around 11pm, I took Mara to scout out
a play location. We wound up in the back room, where I took away her clothes
and shackled her to some chains hanging from the ceiling. Someone was sitting
about six feet to Mara's left. Although that was a little close, it didn't
bother me too much. When a spectator took up a similar position to Mara's
right, and a half dozen gathered behind her, similarly nearby, I became
less comfortable. At least Mara wouldn't see them, so she wouldn't feel
oppressed. New York may have many regular players, but the clubs also act
as a magnet to horny wannabee desperadoes. If the clubs do not find ways
to control them, they may wind up killing the clubs as certainly as spam
and wannabees have devastated the newsgroups. Well, I had better things
to focus on, and my efforts quickly had Mara concentrating on her sensations,
not worrying about spectators.
I had only brought a few toys into the city,
so we had an in-depth exploration of the whole range of what we had. But
you know what a flogging is like, ours wasn't really any different; gentle
in the beginning, building to intensity, stretching and exploring our capabilities.
Eventually I released Mara, guided her to a bench, and gathered up her
clothes and my toys. We sat there on the bench, cuddling, mixing post-flogging
recovery with a little "parking". Suddenly I became aware our circle of
admirers had moved with us. OK, so she was naked, and the hugging included
a little nipple-tweaking, but still.... If I weren't one of the participants,
I wouldn't have thought it all that fascinating. I guess New Yorkers don't
get to see things like this very often.
Mara put her dress back on and we stood
leaning against a pillar, watching a scene in the corner. Suddenly she
became aware there were three hands on her body. One of our fans, the one
who had stood to Mara's right, who had come over to watch the cuddling,
was now beside Mara and fondling her ass. Luckily a glare was enough to
make him stop, without needing to involve any of the dungeon masters.
We returned to the front, where the latex
demonstration was continuing, and watched a woman introduce a female friend
to the joys of violet wands. When she was done, I requested she give Mara
a brief sample of the sensations. A few minutes later, her model returned,
to explore the receiving end as a man demonstrated his skills controlling
a pair of "snake" four foot bullwhips. he did an excellent job of cracking
them loudly behind her back and near her head, but grazing her body and
dress only with gentler strokes. I found myself wondering whether they
were as totally gentle as they looked, or whether there was a certain sting
to the blows.
We left early, missing the slave auction
and subsequent events. I would have liked to see the people who put themselves
up for auction, the prices they went for, and what the buyers did, but
it was not possible. Anyway, every other couple had at least 60,000 HellFire
Bucks, same as us, so we wouldn't have been able to buy anyone. Maybe next
time ...
Before we left, we took a last quick tour.
Those tiny cells at the back were occupied by players, chains protecting
the entrances, keeping out the throngs. Big Apple geeks crowded the common
area, taking turns viewing the action, as if pushing their way to view
an exhibit at Madame Tussaud's or Ripley's Believe It Or Not. While the
bottom end of the gene-pool in attendance were lame by Ontario standards,
the visit was an interesting opportunity to meet and observe some excellent
players.
EhBC Field trip to NYC
Jaz is organizing an EhBC field trip to
NYC and the Hellfire Club in December 4-6.
Prices based on double occupancy, including
airfare, hotel, transfers & taxes at either of these hotels:
Jaz suggests a limit of 20 people. He should
be posting again with information from another agency. If you're interested,
contact him at:
$494.00 + 60.00 tax + 18.69 GST = $ 572.69
/ person
Madame X hosts a fetish night at Limelight, the nightclub, on the last Tuesday of every month. The Limelight is located at 250 Adelaide Street West, in Toronto. There is a strict fetish dress code enforced at the door. For more information, call 416-537-2896 or 416-340-0646.
Boudoir Noir, Canada's best known Leather/ Fetish/Consensual SM Magazine, is published four times a year by Boudoir Noir Publications Inc., Box 5, Stn. F, Toronto, ON M4Y 2L4. Phone 1-800-498-8750. Six issue subscription price is $36. Boudoir Noir also hosts a Fetish Night at the Catacombs (below the Sanctuary), every second and fourth Thursday of the month. 732 Queen Street West, Toronto. 10:30pm-1:30am. Dancing, videos, door prizes, coat check, changing room. Leather, fetish-SM dress code is requested but not mandatory. Cover $5.
Come As You Are is a retail store selling high quality products to enhance the customer's relation to her/his own sexuality and to encourage our customers' exploration of their sexual desires and sexual needs. Our approach to sexuality is one of respect, humour, openness, maturity, communication, and responsibility; our sex store is service- and community-oriented. Come As You Are provides an accessible, friendly environment in which to present its products, services, and information. Come As You Are 701 Queen St. West Toronto, ON M6J 1E6 tel: 416-504-7934 fax: 416-504-7490. Email them at mail@comeasyouare.com , or tour the website: http://www.comeasyouare.com .
Where to find us
EhBC Munches: First Wednesday of every month, in the Board Room, at the Barley Works, in the Huether Hotel, Uptown Waterloo (corner King and Princess Streets). Dress code is casual, all are welcome for dinner, drinks, conversation and socializing. 7-10pm +.
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The design I like best is ... Well, that one has it's advantages ... on the other hand ... no wait ... Can't I vote for three?