BDSM Clubbing

There's nothing either good or bad ... but thinking makes it so!

William Shakespeare

As part of my ongoing series of blogs about BDSM in Second Life (SL), for this blog, I am going clubbing across several BDSM clubs inworld to see who is there and what is going on.

Unlike most of my inworld trips I am accompanied by a friend, GraciAnne Harte.  GraciAnne is a neighbor of mine in Nowaki whom I met as I was getting to know my inworld neighborhood.  She is an aspiring model.  Many times when I’m inworld, I see her going to classes and practicing in her home.  A loyal reader of my blog, she once asked if she could accompany me on one of my inworld trips. I quickly agreed hoping that I wouldn’t destroy our friendship in the process.  Also, GraciAnne is not a participant in the BDSM lifestyle so this is a new experience for her. 

GraciAnne and I meet one evening in front of my home.  She is wearing a eye catching leather body suit quite suitable for where we’ll be going.  (It’s one of those outfits that men dream about in Real Life (RL) and women say only a man could dream up such an impractical garment.  I’m learning that most inworld fashions would never survive in RL because of the laws of physics and the tedium involved in putting them on and taking them off.  But I digress!)

Our plan is to visit three BDSM clubs, check them out, mingle with the locals, and try to get out without getting into too much trouble.  I’m also hoping to come away with leads for future stories. 

As the fates would have it, we’re off to a bad start.  I TP to the first club, send a TP request to GraciAnne for her to join me and voila – nothing!  GraciAnne isn’t permitted entry.  She receives a message saying no valid parcel can be found.

I ask if she has been age verified and GraciAnne replies in the affirmative adding that when she looked that morning she was still an adult.  We decide to move onto to the next club as we’re losing time. 

I TP to the next club and we make a little progress.  This time, GraciAnne can land on the club’s roof but yellow ban lines prevent her from entering.  This is beginning to get frustrating.  (But, wait, isn’t this what BDSM is supposed to be all about?)  The clock is ticking so I throw out the script and take a chance on a place I’ve only visited briefly.  (Later, Significant Other observes that this is reminiscent of when we go out.)

I TP to the Truth or Dare BDSM club in Pyromania.  This time the fates are with us and GraciAnne arrives without issue.  And as this is an adult sim letting her in, we’re both at a loss as to what happened previously.  (I’ve deliberately not mentioned the name of the two prior sims so I can speak with their owners first and give them a chance to look into this.  I can understand not letting me in but GraciAnne?  Something’s wrong here.) However, I haven’t spent much time here so this is a shot in the dark for me. 

It’s nightfall when we arrive and few are about.  We walk across a beach and into a club.  Deserted.  GraciAnne activates a TP portal and we rezz into a site called the Sex House.  Again, nightfall with no one about.  (Can I pick ‘em or what?) 

We walk up the front steps and into the ground floor which is occupied by several king sized beds.  This place is definitely set up for group sex action.  We go up another set of stairs to an open balcony which contains several pieces of BDSM equipment. 

Situated around the room are pose balls associated with the equipment.  GraciAnne begins to experiment with these and finds herself hanging by her wrists from the ceiling.  I don’t help matters any when I do a little experimenting myself and she ends up suspended in midair spread-eagled upside down.  GraciAnne complains about the blood rushing to her had.  I manage to free her but not without inverting her first.  She next gets herself caught in a sex cage.  After getting extricated, we decide to leave for our next stop.  GraciAnne diplomatically suggests that maybe we could find a place with people.  (Obviously, my charms are starting to wear a little thin right about now. Or, maybe she thinks that she’s less likely to get hurt in a crowd.)

I next TP us to Bondage Island .  There is a recently opened club here and we head there.  Fortunately for us, the evening’s festivities have already begun and a crowd is dancing away to the music.  Although, oddly, I seem to be the only man about.  I wish I could dance as well in RL as I seem to able to in SL.  GraciAnne and I dance for a while and enjoy ourselves with the others.  (Keep your minds out of the gutter!  As Glorf Bulmer would say, this is Not That Kind of Blog!) 

After a bit, we leave the party and wander over to the Castle and go exploring.  We find the usual, large master bedroom for when someone wants to invite the local mob over to share intimate moments and a standard sized orgy room. No one is around as we wander the hallways of this large and impressive castle. (Ivanhoe eat your heart out!)

Unfortunately, our earlier misadventures force us to hurry.  So, we TP off to our third and final stop, the KL Nightclub and Mall which specializes in BDSM. RL commitments now cause GraciAnne to leave. Despite everything that has happened this evening, she’s game to head out on another one of my walkabouts on the grid.  I thank her for her time and commitment, not to mention, the pleasure of her company. 

I wander about by myself for a while.  This sim is more commercial than the others we saw earlier.  But there is a park with various pieces of bondage equipment about for people to use.  And unlike earlier when GraciAnne was with me, I run into people in various states of undress trying out the various devices.  (Remember this is an adult sim.) 

By now, it’s getting late even for me and I go home and then back to RL. 

This has been a fun evening for me (and, hopefully for GraciAnne) as I learned more about the BDSM clubs inworld, met a few more people, and, have no fear, definitely obtained a few more ideas for stories.  (More on these at a later date.) 

The BDSM community in SL is a very diverse and fairly well organized community.  Maybe that has something to do with its RL roots.  Most residents who participate in the lifestyle inworld have some sort of involvement with it in RL.  The same can’t be said for the vampires and nekkos whom I meet inworld.  Although, Goths may be able to make a similar claim.    

I’d like to thank GraciAnne Harte for taking the time from both her busy RL and SL schedules to spend an evening clubbing with me inworld.  I’m especially grateful to her for sticking with the program as everything seemed to becoming undone early on.

As always, I’m grateful to all for their kindness and time in stopping to talk with a stranger who was passing through their lives. 

I welcome feedback from readers, please either comment on my blog or e-mail me at webspelunker@gmail.com . 

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Photo No. 1: GraciAnne Harte in BDSM Traveling Costume

Photo No. 2: GraciAnne Harte – Modeling Portrait

Photo No. 3: Truth or Dare, Pyromania

Photo No. 4: Sex House

Photo No. 5: Bondage Island, Club  

Photo No. 6: KL Mall and Club