Steph and I went to a play party as equipment vendors last month. It was an eye opening experience for a number of reasons. First, it was once again, an affirmation of how lovely the people in our local scene are. Everyone is so open and accepting. That is not the eye opening part.
As we sat there, observing the goings-on (as we didn’t sell anything, which I will address in the next post), we began discussing what a fascinating experience this was. Here was a group of people that was so comfortable with one another (and themselves), that no-one seemed to think twice about stripping down to their lime green thong to be flogged against a St.Andrews cross, or laid out for some fire play. It was beautiful to see people in their environment, with others like them, and how happy everyone was. It makes me remember why I love these people.
Sorry, forgive me for that tangent. We sat there critiquing (or appreciating) someone’s flogging technique, it occurred to me, that most people would find this experience very strange. I was surprised how comfortable it all was, and how surreal it seemed all at the same time.
According to some studies, somewhere between 5 and 25 percent of Americans show some affinity for the BDSM lifestyle. Actual figures are hard to come by due to the public perception of deviance in the community ( I have done photos of people who have asked not to be recognizable in the pictures because they fear repercussions from employers).
My point being, the vast majority of the population would be very uncomfortable with spending an evening among our community, but knowing these people… knowing how kind, loving and accepting they truly are, I’d say I think it’s a pretty good way to spend an evening…experiencing new things, with beautiful people.
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