Try it once, twice if it was fun

On Saturday night, I had the pleasure of dinner with A, D and L. Before dinner (which was really good), there were some tying lessons, the trying on of a strait jacket, a neoprene hood and a leather hood, and a gag. There's absolutely no question that I'm into this bondage thing. A lot. A whole lot. I also got flogged with a very light flogger. It actually felt kinda good.

After dinner, I was outfitted in a borrowed kilt (I want one of these) and pair of black Doc Martens, my harness and 2 arm bands. I don't say this often about myself, but I looked pretty good. A was dressed similarly, L in his Spartan outfit, and D in a suit with a fucking hot leather sport/suit jacket.

We arrived at 1763 just a few minutes after 9pm, bought our memberships, and D staked out or space, a room with a bench/bed, a hoist and a cage.

Tonight was L's night. This was a fantasy for him. He looked great in the costume and won the contest, earning a full year's membership to the club. I'll refer you to "loki's journey" for all the details, he's got them documented far better than I could. It was amazing to watch.

I was allowed to watch from the cage in a strait jacket. Later in the evening, I was placed in the cage on the hoist. What followed was one of the coolest things I've ever seen. (If you read "loki's journey", you know what's coming.)

Once in the cage, D used a set of 4' pvc poles placed strategically within the grid of the cage construction to immobilize me. As an indication of how much I like all this, I as D to move the poles around to make them tighter. The poles around my head needed to be under my ears, where they hit the base of my skull. The poles across my neck needed to be a little higher and a little tighter in the front and the back. D used a rope to tie the poles together and prevent them from moving almost at all. L added a blindfold and a rope gag. Somebody reached under the kilt, but there was a pole between my legs that prevented clear access.

D's idea for the poles is brilliant. Even the straight people were impressed.

Having seen L in the same position a few minutes earlier, I have to say that this was some of the most amazing imagery I've ever seen. It was surreal. At first look, it reminded me of the movie Hellraiser.

The night was amazing.

The event at 1763 is a monthly one, and is pan-sexual - everyone is welcome. Having women there was a bit unsettling, but it wasn't a bad thing. Just different. There are already many new different things going on in the typhoon, this one was the straw that broke the camel's erection. On the other side of it, there were a couple of hot straight guys. Maybe next month (HELL yes I wanna go back! (A, D & L, that's a hint)), I'll get up the nerve to watch as they're getting their bare asses flogged.

On a different level, there were a few questions answered for me this night:

First, I'm 99.99% gay.

Second is that I'm pretty sure my interests lie mostly in the bondage world. I had an opportunity to try tit clamps tonight. They were a bit uncomfortable, but I might give it another try. On the other hand, traditionally as a top, I've always wanted to do to my partner whatever he wanted to make him happy (within a few limits). I'm not sure why I would take a different position now.

Third is a bit more complicated. After my first experience, I wondered if I enjoyed the experience so much because of who I was bound with, or if it was the experience itself. That is, did I like being tied to the arch cage for the sake of being tied there, or did I like it only because my tall friend was there with me. I learned that I liked being tied up very, very much. That's not to say that he didn't have a role in the enjoyment or that I don't want more playtime with him, I'm only saying that I now know I have a place in this new world.

I made my first purchase of gear tonight. I am the proud owner of 200' of 3/8" twisted nylon rope. Volunteers?