I was reading an adult mag when I was 18 (yes, i DID read the articles as well) and saw a classified ad that said "Rubber Clad Lady". I was intrigued and the rest is history.

Not sure I am fully into it yet as saturday was our first night although it was a great experience and I was genuinely surprised how friendly and nice everybody was and how conversation flowed easily.

Think my girlfriend might try the cage as we saw a wonderfuly sexy buxom girl being teased in it near the end of the night and at the very end we watched that stunning girl being treated to a real teasing session on the table. Pity the lights came on and spolied the fun lol
As for me, who knows, I loved watching.

Looking forward to our next trip and wondering what to wear already as there is only so many times ya can wear a red military jacket without everybody wondering if ya have no other clothes to wear lol.

For me it all started when i was 19 i went to my 1st fetish night with a group of friends in aberdeen. I was really in to getting piercings and had all the normal from my eye brow down to a PA and some silly and painfull other things. I think what im getting at is the pain from piercings and then going to the club really got me going and i have loved it ever since and have never looked back im only 22 so here is to the future

i think it all started back when i was in my early teens. i was told to do something by mother and i just said no. a neighbour was in the house at the time and hit the roof. she said i should get a good spanking to which mother said go ahead. cant say i felt the first few slaps but once she pulled my trousers and pants down the smacks stung a bit but i found it almost enjoyable as it was a neighbour not mum giving the punishment.
i didnt really associate the enjoyment with anything particularly as had always had a sheltered up bringing but i believe now that was the first that i knew that i needed to be controlled if you like to put it that way.

For myself it was a few years ago, I was working in Paris and went to a burlesque show (it was fantastic) then on to an after party where I spent most of the evening talking to a beautiful redhead wearing the most amazing costume, Im definately a Stockings and Heels guy! After that night it became almost an obsession of mine. Never went to any nights in UK yet but just been working in New York and have been to a few Fetish/Gay nights (im not gay but they do know how to party).
All I need now is a willing partner to acompany myself to some uk events!

Your sexuality is pretty much there from birth, so the theory goes. I blame Adam Ant, my first crush, and Dame David of Bowie (yes, I read Smash Hits as a kid).

I had confused dreams of kissing guys with lipgloss and licking off eyeliner (yes, really) but at the same time I like difficult, macho, closed-minded, impossible men.

I'm quite aggressive in passionate situations but a pussycat too. I'm not the girliest girl lifestyle or outlook-wise but I look glamorous on a night out (probably those Marilyn French books I devoured in my teens and the neanderthal men I grew up around as a child, I made a vow not be like my mother).

The clear-as-mud answer to the question is, I like a bit of everything. My ex said "No" to everything I ever suggested, he was a "strip and f*ck" man (his words, not mine). Of course, when I brought the subject up much later he denied ever saying it. I stay away from him as there was something addictive about his cruel nature..which is probably something I could blame on the "men" I grew up with, but this isn't a psychology forum! There was a constant power struggle going on between us, it got quite wearying and hurtful after a while, not very healthy.

I can be evil myself but only in a play scenario, and it's always delivered tongue-in-cheek. Men who get off on genuine GBH definitely aren't for me! I've talked to every pervert in the land as I used to do phones and I've heard everything; nothing shocks me, and I have borderline-Tourettes so I was perfect. I have a talent for spinning tales out for hours** (particularly BDSM ones), I keep going and going, I don't know where the BS comes from, but my brain particularly engages with the kinksters. Some of the guys were utter cretins, and having to be nice to them raised my blood pressure somewhat!

Is it possible to be a gay man in a woman's body (without the obvious sore arse option)? I love glitter, bad eurodisco and my taste is kitsch and camp as knickers. Though I have a brash exterior and revel in telling dirtier jokes than any man (I know the nastiest joke in the world if anyone wants to hear it). Strangers don't really know what to make of me when they encounter me, they assume it must mean I'm lesbian (definitely not, and I used to hang around with a huge gang of gay women, never, ever tempted). So, I am a conundrum, wrapped in an enigma

I am NOT a "tranny-chaser" (God, I hate that term!), it's definitely not a prequisite in a partner. Nat and I are very happy as friends, very similar people, like sisters, not sex partners. And I am very blessed to have her.

I agree that gay guys know how to party! I used to love going to the clubs (though I hate queeny me-me-me men, I used to find them amusing in my 20s, now I recoil from them). I've even had some of the campest men in Christendom press their erections onto me, WTF??!!!

I don't need porn as my brain's psychedelic enough naturally (not a boast, most women aren't really into it), and it's not as amusing as the old days, hairy bodies, bad dialogue, tacky plot, at least you could laugh along with it. Nowadays it's very gynaecological and soulless, horrible. Some of the DS clips retain a bit of humour which is heartening to see, though.

PS: I knew of Violate right back when it started. But the "friends" I hung out with thought it was for "weirdos", unfortunately, though they all said, "Bet you'd love to go." Things all changed when I got a new group of friends.

I go to socialise, not to get into orgies, threesomes or anything..as we know only too well, it's very easy for a woman to get sex if that's all she wants. I don't mess with married men, I'm monogamous, too rabidly jealous for "sharing". If others want to do that, it's their business; just not for me. Polygamy seems quite prevalent on the "scene", for want of a better term.

Some burlesque artists can be quite creative and deliver their act with a cheeky nod and wink, I like that, but others are pretty run-of-the-mill, so I don't find the genre particularly interesting; other than from a lingerie/outfit point of view. But then, semi-naked women don't arouse me.

The most memorable one was the crazy plump "cowgirl" from Dennistoun we saw one night at the old Ivory Blacks; hilarious for all the wrong reasons, but she had bottle, I'll give her that! Not that there's anything wrong with carrying a few extra pounds, but she wasn't very er, aesthetically pleasing, shall we say.

Regarding the men I've encountered via Violate, I'd love to tell you a few tales, but it's such a small community, and it's not fair to hear just my side of the story. Disappointing/economical with the truth/lecherous/downright rude (insulting) is a few adjectives I'd use. But "the shop is closed" at the moment while I decide my options.

**My brain doesn't seem to have an "edit" function!!!

Hi

That's quite a post!




Enjoy the weirdness



You know I think that sums it up for a lot more people than you might realise.




Not all of them surely. Pretty sure there's fair number that are house trained


J

Thank you

Perhaps I've just met the wrong people! Hanging around with Nat we do get the "are you up for a threesome/moresome" crowd constantly, no matter where we go. My life would be a lot different if I was some intrepid sexual adventurer (and more visits to the GUI clinic) I'm probably cramping her style, and she mine

I love weirdness. My life was already going in a strange direction before I came to Violate (in a good way; thank God for the internet, eh).

I can't abide people with attitude or intolerance. I'm very open to everyone and everybody, nosey and judgemental people genuinely puzzle me.