When he told me the night club was called Torture Garden , Ill be honest, I was slightly apprehensive at first. But trust me, its not as daunting as it sounds-in fact, its quite the opposite. Torture Garden is the worlds largest fetish night club, located in London, and has been attracting thousands of singletons and couples since the early '90s .
Most women, myself included, have secret kinks that turn us on. But of all the steamy scenarios and sexual fantasies Ive ever visualized in my head, none of them involved spikes and latex. That all changed when I started dating a charismatic and confident man who opened up my eyes to a whole new realm of spice.
I was filled with excitement at the thought of stepping outside my sexual borders and experiencing something so wildly different. After a month of planning what to wear and an abundance of online fetish searches, I was ready to step into my stilettos and fish-nets.
So, heres what I can expose to you about my first fetish night, not to mention some very useful tips.
1) The strict dress code
After queuing down a busy street in London among many people wearing long dark trench coats, we arrived at the door. Once I got inside, everyones coats came off, and the rubber latex gloves were on. I honestly felt over-dressed-and I was right. A female bouncer stopped me at the door and told me I was wearing too many clothes. Never in my life have I been stopped at the entrance of a nightclub and told my outfit was not revealing enough skin. I timidly removed my camisole tutu, revealing my suspenders and fish-net stockings. Feeling slightly sheepish, I was warmly welcomed in and told my outfit now fit the bill.
When attending your first fetish night, I highly recommend dressing to impress and doing your research before you go. The dress code is very strict and you will be turned away if you do not fit the theme. Whats also important to remember is to wear whatever makes you feel good.
2) The crowd
On entering, I saw everything from gimp suits and masks to slave collars and jockstraps, from basques and corsets to wet-look crotchless bodysuits. Everyones look was radical and edgy; my eyes have never moved around a room so quickly. Everyone had their own unique style, and each individual seemed to exude confidence.
Although everyones look was sexy and provocative, one of the most liberating things you'll see is the parade of different body types. Any feelings of self-consciousness will slowly escape you as the night goes on.
\"Sex was transpiring everywhere.\"
3) The unrestricted and exposed
Precariously making my way through the horde of seductive clubbers grinding away against each other, I headed to the bar seeking a much-needed drink. Looking around, I couldnt believe my eyes. Sexual activity was openly happening everywhere, from two men getting steamy on the dance floor, to a young woman climaxing at the bar. The club was also booming with theatrical and erotic performances, from burlesque and circus to sexy cabaret. Sipping from my vodka tonic, I was in awe of it all.
There are strict house rules at these events about touching other guests. You mustnt assume you can touch-you must be invited to do so. I personally never felt unsafe, and was more than happy to just spectate without being harassed at any point.
4) The conversation
What I found most surprising is how normal people were. Throughout the night, we spoke to many people from all walks of life, and I couldnt believe how friendly everybody was. You would think that a man wearing a gimp mask and spike choker wouldnt be the most approachable! But it was easy to strike up conversations with other guests, and most were just regular folk on a night out.
5) The sweat box
The sweat box, as I call it, is the room where couples go to get it on. Ive never seen anything quite like it. The room was stifling; I could barely breathe because the air was so dry, and the stench of sex was overpowering. Sex was transpiring everywhere, and all I could see was a swarm of half-naked bodies moaning and writhing on top of one another. I admittedly gawked rather than take part; instead, I stood to the side while two women dry humped at my feet.
Taking part may not be for you-as it wasnt for me-however, if you can find a nice space in the corner for you and your partner, you still might enjoy the experience.
6) The play room
Hidden in a long, dark corridor is a large red room with dimmed lighting and padded cushion walls. Its decked out with bondage equipment such as whipping benches, gyno chairs, BDSM toys, and spanking gear. Men were flogging women with whips and tassels; women were pulling men around on leashes. We stood among the spectators-some of whom were waiting for an invitation.
Whats great about a fetish club is that you are in control at all times. You can choose to get as involved as you like, or simply watch without feeling pressured to do anything you arent comfortable with.
7) The truth about myself
In the midst of spectating all the sucking, licking, flicking, humping, and pumping, I realized what an eye-opener the whole evening had been. This experience had truly opened my eyes to new possibilities and gave me a new-found confidence and zest for sex I didnt really have before. Its changed everything since.
Are you in a new relationship and want to try something spicy? Are you a single man looking to expand on your sexual repertoire? Or are you are looking for a little spark to ignite that fire you and your partner once shared in the beginning of your relationship? Then I highly recommend pushing the boat out a little further and giving the whip a crack.