At a Fetish Club with a Belarusian Girl half my Age
And I know you’re thinking that I’m having another mid-life crisis, but, honestly, it’s my brother-in-law’s fault. He’s invited me to go with him and his friends, and the Belarusian is his girl.
“Torture Garden” bills itself as the world’s largest Fetish Club. It happens once a month at different venues around London, and I would highly recommend it. This is me in just about the tamest fetish gear my Belarusian friend could find in her black-infested closet. But, it doesn’t really matter what you wear because you will NOT be the best dressed there unless you are a true artist.
It’s funny…I’ve been to so many clubs in London, and there is always this problem with attitude. Standing in the middle of a crowd dressed in gimp gear, leather bikinis, rubber and tutus, everybody is so polite and lovely. It’s as if they are all wearing their aggression on the outside, so they don’t have to project any of it toward you. Nice, nice people totally aware and comfortable with their inner desires and demons. Would that they were running the world.
Check it out! I command you.
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I swear I heard the crack of a whip then ;-)