#NSFW: So, last night I got tied up, and spanked at an BDSM club
Pics or it didn't happen!! ::mwahahaha::
Ready for the rundown? This was some CRAZYYYYY ass shit!!!
First up, here's the song that goes with the post ... it's from this stupid new movie coming out called The Vow. I think the movie looks like complete rubbish but I am thoroughly impressed by their marketing in social media. Everyone keeps tweeting and posting shit from them. It's like BAHH!!! I can't escape it! And gosh darnet this song from the trailer is just so FREAKISHLY CATCHY!!
So first up, if you didn't know - earlier in the week this duderino hit me up from OKC asking me to be his slave. I was intrigued, I let him hypnotize me over the phone and flashforward 24 hours later, he threatened me with a lawsuit. True story ... watch the vid here:
I was a bit meh, after the entire thing, but still COMPLETELY turned on by the thought of being dominated. See peeps think that by running a biz I must be a totes freaky deaky dom in my personal life. Laughable because it's the EXACT opposite. I want to shut the big brain off when I'm in "girl" mode.
So yeah - the guy got me intrigued, but that didn't work out. What's a girl to do? Contact her friend @meowmistidawn who is the hottest nerdy sex goddess in social media!
Misti then hooked me up with this place called Bar Sinister - and after one quick addition to their guest list I was in for last night!
I was excited, it was hilarious at first, I planned on going alone - but of course the more that I talked about it to other people suddenly my solo mission turned into a pack that rolled literally 10 deep.
I was all - hey! the more the merrier! It's not every day you get tied up might as well have others to embrace it with, right?
We got there around 10 (shortly after they opened) and immediately headed upstairs where they do the demonstrations (aka where I could get whipped).
It was a pretty interesting scene - the club was completely goth, so wearing a blue vintage tunic thing from the 60s put me a bit out of place, but whateves - I will own that shit!
As we got upstairs there were maybe less than 20 people there. Most were just hanging out, but one girl was in fact being tied up.
I watched her sitting there so helpless - ugh! my anxiety shot through the roof.
I was all - is this shit for REAL?!?! Wow! Wow! Wow! I see no out in this! I thought
Fortunately through some liquid courage in the form of a screwdriver made everything that much more awesome-er, and before I knew it Phoenix (aka the dom) approached me asking if I wanted to be demoed on.
Knowing at this point there was no backing out moments later I found myself straddling this lounge thingie completely spread eagle and Phoenix was asking me if I had anything on underneath my dress ...
Fortunately, I was. (Note to nerds: wear cute underwear when going to a S&M club. It WILL be shown at some point.)
Moments later, he began tying me up. He told me to motion three times with my left hand if there was a problem. I signaled that I understood and then immediately succumbed to whatever Phoenix wanted to do.
It was gnarly, my inner ninja usually comes out to play in situations like this. I am FREAKISHLY good at finding an escape door for everything in life - so even as I was laying there seemingly helpless, I kept fidgeting wondering how difficult this was going to be to get out of.
Surely nothing was impossible I thought ...
Then he slammed my face down on the chair, and as my chin hit the cold ledge I said, yep! This is happening!
Good night Jen Friel.
It was gnarly man - there I was in very literally the most vulnerable state I have ever been in ... and mind you VERY PUBLICLY - and it didn't really do anything for me.
The being tied up bit was an incredible incredible turn on - but the public element of it did nothing for me. As I looked out at the crowd staring at me like an animal (like I so do to other people when I visit sex clubs) - I just felt funky. This was a CRAZY intimate moment for me, and I realized this dish is best served in a private manner.
Check that shiznat out! Just like that spread eagle and hog tied I actually learned that there were some things I didn't want to share about myself in lifecasting.
I get so jazzed every. freaking. day. to be alive man, and to get to write all of these crazy life experiences out, and produce other people's storylines on the site - but there has to be some parts of myself that I save just for a guy, and this might just be one of them.
It was funny too because as he was spanking me and I was laying there completely helpless - Prince came on in the club.
I was all - really Prince? Really? Is this another full circle life moment going on right here? Was dancing on stage not enough, do you have to be present while I get my inner freak freaked???
Apparently that answer was a resounding yes, and while I want to say I got off to Gett Off - instead my ass was slapped to the beat of Kiss.
High-larious.
I then spent the rest of the evening dancing around feeling completely intoxicated by the environment. Crazy awesome people watching there. I'm normally not a fan of goth clubs as I'm not big into the metal bit - but this shiznat was rad. It was more Blue Monday than Black Sabbath, which I could totes be game with.
Then sometime around way past my bedtime, we all (about 8 of the 10) headed back to our apartment where we kicked it for some after hours.
It was hilarious we were all unwinding from the club, and randomly I walk into the kitchen and see this guy drop his pants reaching for a pair of sweatpants, and as I looked down I TOTALLY recognized his penis.
YOU'RE THE GUY FROM HALLOWEEN, I SCREAMED LOUDLY!!
I remember you getting asked to put clothes on from Happy Endings where we all went to kick it after the Nerdy Secrets Podcast Misti and I were featured on.
He starts laughing going of COURSE it's me! I kinda thought maybe we were doing the stranger thing and that was a turn on for you.
I was all ... dude!! I didn't recognize you with clothing on!
Top life moment right there for me, and will be clearly material for something some day. Here is this duderino that I've been chatting with LITERALLY all night, and right then and there he drops trou to get changed into PJs and then and ONLY then when I see his penis do I remember kicking it with him on Halloween.
So freaking funny.
Really rad dude.
We then all got semi naked, turned on some music and all stared at each other's naughty bits. It wasn't oddly sexual, (especially since I gave up the whole casual sex thing) - it was more like 13 year old make out parties.
It's all ...
Hey! I'm a dude ... you're a chick! Show me whatcha got!
And omg omg omg Misti has like the nicest rack ever - so whenever you get to see those puppies only goodness can be present.
We then stared at each other for a bit, and then started a dance party to Usher. He oddly kept staring at us from the LG in the living room.
He looked like he might have been judging our 13 year old make out party ... or maybe he just wanted to join?
Next time Usher ... next time ...
Then we all sat around for a bit and discussed consciousness and our own various forms of art and expression. It's really gnarly having such an eclectic bunch of nerds in one room. You had writers, gamers, bloggers, vloggers - and we all sort of shared how we get to our creative process and how we are able to emote.
Incredibly inspiring conversation had by all. Very very very smart people.
Then, I went to bed sometime before dawn, and shortly later I had 5 people on my queen sized bed and the make out session continued.
It was pretty rad, I was sort of laying there (again not having sex - but totes making out), and I was completely amazed at how FIVE of us were able to fit on that bed and not feel that cluttered.
Good job! We must have been some bendy mofos! I see someone else was Twister champion of their school 1995.
Then shortly later everyone took off and I went to bed.
Hands down one of the best nights of my life, and it all came through me being willing and able to address something that turned me on. It's not easy admitting to the entire world that hey! you wanna get yo' freaked freaked! But it felt freaking GREAT! And yet one more thing I can cross off my bucketlist. The next time I get tied up though, this one is going to be off the record.
#YAYLIFE
