BDSM: Out of your depth

I’m never one to turn down an invitation to a interesting party, so when an invite arrived to attend a BDSM party, I was more than delighted. Naturally, I would never attend with out my partner in crime, Houseguest. So there we are, dressed to impress our hosts, myself as a semi-naked Roman gladiator and Houseguest as some kind of demented Christmas fairy.Robert BDSM Fantasy

We looked fierce, in a very hot way!!

Now I have to admit that we were invited by a ‘friend of a friend’, so we didn’t really know what to expect. Well, what can I say… The moment we stepped into the place, we realized we were no longer in Kansas!

We are talking hard core BDSM! So, off exploring we go. First the kitchen to get a drink. On the dining table, there appears to be a slim lady in some kind of vacuum sealed body bag with a hoover attached. Only the woman’s mouth is visible through her vacuum-packing, but she is getting a good pussy rub from her partner at least. The man holding the vacuum stares at us. OK, awkward!

Then the lounge. A man older than my Grandad is whipping two girls in their early 20‘s; we have seen this trio at other parties before. When I say whip, I mean black and blue. Houseguest looks like she wants to be ill. Lets be honest, when you’re 35 you don’t want to see someone 65 torturing a couple of minxes. Just not entertaining in the erotic sense. The girls later got a simultaneous double-fuck on a fucking machine, as they were rope tied together like a lesbian pretzel. This was definitely worth watching, and no one had to suffer greatly before receiving a little pleasure.

On we go, up into one of the bedrooms. Here we find a rather voluptuous lady torturing an extremely skinny man/gimp. The poor, broken man was in a stockade getting his bare bottom whipped with a ‘cat-o-nine tails’. What really caught Houseguest’s eye was the rather large strap-on the Domme was wearing. We beat a hasty exit, before she got any ideas I didn’t care to experience firsthand.

We continued touring the rooms seeing acts of extreme BDSM: severe spankings/canings/paddlings, girls tied up and suspended from the ceilings, men turning blue as their Dommes choked them, and old ones swimming in bath tubs full of piss.

Poor Houseguest only wanted to play dress up and do a bit of swinging. We were well and truly out of our BDSM depth. People were mostly only interested in hurting each other, and not in an orgasmic way! Houseguest thanked me for inviting her to such a swell party, and I knew I was in the dog house.True BDSM

In such circumstances, there is only one thing to do, and that’s have a party of your own. So there we are getting our hot sex groove on, but no one is interested! Excuse me, People!! Hotties having sex!! Seems that we were just too boring for them. Sod them!

Tails between our legs, we decided to call it a night. As we lay in bed back at mine in a post orgasmic haze, it was clear to me that there is REAL BDSM, and then there is the 50 Shades BDSM-light that most people seem to enjoy. And it seems that these two worlds don’t really combine very well.

What do you think?

Is 50 Shades really BDSM? Does it even matter?

Do you enjoy ‘hard-core’ BDSM?

What do you think about vanilla BDSM?

32 thoughts on “BDSM: Out of your depth

  1. It did take a long time to set up. If Santa brings me one for xmas, I’ll keep it in action. So only a one-time set up for me!

  2. Don’t worry, Robert Baby. I was thinking of your needs too, of course. We can both get fucked at once and don’t need any friends to help out!!

  3. Don’t know how discrete the delivery would be, but I doubt anyone could even figure it out. The delivery man would probably be greatly impressed at a woman ordering power tools!

  4. As one that enjoys good BDSM, I have not yet acquired the need to demonstrate in public. To me, the scenes are much more personal and intimate. The distractions of an audience would seem to take away from that. No judgement, here, just doesn’t feel all that special to me. To each their own.

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