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Who Likes Bondage? – The Adventures of a Layman (Woman) at Club Decadence

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Who read my blog post “S&M – Is it Dangerous?”, will know that I promised the other week, that I’d share my adventures whilst checking out fetish club Decadence, in London.

As a stranger to the fetish, bondage and S&M scene, little did I know that the invitation to go to a club will see me and five men, some of them wearing little or an odd lot, riding in a taxi, heading to Vauxhall on a cold February night.

1. Decadence, a Club Where You Dress to Impress

“Wear something made of leather. There is an obligatory dress code.” said my mate. He’s been before and said that him and his friend will be wearing leather trousers. That’s the very minimum accepted.

I’ve rummaged through my wardrobe and came up with a black fake leather corset from one of my earlier photo shoots and a folding black fake leather mini skirt bought at Petticoat Lane Market ages ago. Black boots, my coat and I was ready to go.

We went over to his friend’s place, where all of us going would gather. The door was opened by a young tall blue eyed English guy who wore nothing more than a leather thong, a studded neck piece a policeman’s hat and….a strap on. Gulp…

He welcomed us with open arms and showed us into the living room. I was still catching my breath and wondering what party was I going to when I was offered an ice cold beer. The place was buzzing. I met the host, my Asian friend’s friend from Kashmir, sporting leather trousers and a thin leather shirt as well as his neighbour the American guy, dressed in scrubs, and their black pal, dressed in a wrestler’s combo and a cape. Myself being Eastern European, we were a very colourful cultural mix, so typical of London.

Whilst getting organised to head off, with the guys coming and going, as the neighbour guy was frantically looking for his phone, I briefly found myself alone with the English guy, who nearly left the room. However he realised it would be rude to leave me, the guest, alone, reassured me he wouldn’t and sat back on the sofa in full gear, attempting to carry on with polite conversation. So we chatted about how he loves his gardening job. What can be more natural than that?

Once the American guy found his phone, we were good to go. Jackets and long coats on, where necessary we embarked on our cab journey to a night of corruption, debauchery, depravity, self- indulgence and excess, (according to the club’s website).

2. Decadence, Is it For Couples?

And there we were in the depths of the club at Vauxhall, surrounded by people in amazing costumes, corsets, high boots, rubber outfits, fancy dresses, although most of those were worn by drag queens.

Have you ever been on a movie set? I have been on a few, even on one with actors dressed as demons and evil twins, but have never seen such artistry and dedication and so many artfully dressed topless women.

The night was young and I was here to explore, and explore I did. The club has about four separate rooms, podiums, private booths, an outside garden area for smokers and the most exciting of all, the S&M chamber.

I’ve started to navigate from room to room, only to find the bondage and spanking chamber in full swing, shortly after midnight. Again, you have that eerie feeling of walking onto a movie set. Scantily clad attractive women and men, indulging in giving and receiving pain and pleasure, as freely and as boldly as if they were all by themselves. Privacy? What’s that? The more onlookers the better, it seems. Furthermore, charming Marilyn Monroe lookalikes were making my mates hot under the collar for a while, until they came close enough for them to realise that they are actually men in drag. In other rooms, military outfits seemed to be all the rage. Not surprisingly, my English mate was one of the top offenders outfit wise, drawing more than his fair share of stares, including me. I just couldn’t take my eyes off his gorgeous bod. But that was what the night was all about, dancing, staring, friendly smiles, conversations, engaging in boot licking (not me) and sneaking away into private booths, only for couples. So, whether you’re an established couple, there to get some adoration or domination by a submissive or dominating third party, or whether you’re a newly acquainted, ad hoc couple sneaking away to the booths for a private session of seduction and pleasure, Decadence is definitely great for couples who are into this scene.

3. Decadence or Freedom of Expression

What about us, laymen or women? Why should we go to Decadence? What do we get out of this experience? Surprisingly, a lot.

I like a good party as anyone else. I love good music, a good crowd and good conversations. And most of all I like decent and respectful people. And when I say decent, I don’t mean their dress code, obviously. I mean, their manner, their behaviour. The crowd at Decadence is first of all self-respecting and respectful of others. They are a relaxed and smiley bunch. Why? Because they get to express themselves freely, to be whom they wish to be, to show what they want to show.

Thus, starting with the innocent looking 21 one year old girl from Brighton I spent a long time in the garden chatting with, continuing with the cool and relaxed chaps in various gears who joined in in our conversation, the polite and smiley hellos I got along the way, and ending with the half naked podium dancers, who were just themselves at their best, not for money but for the show, Decadence is the place where the most cherished thing is your freedom of expression.

The second most cherished thing is that you can get laid. Then and there, as I found out during the cab journey back, from no other than the American guy. It seems that scrubs and a manly hat are a killer combo. Oh, and wearing glasses.

And it seems that the innocent looking 21 year old wasn’t that innocent after all.

The highlight of the cab ride back was the English guy’s apology for his mate’s sharing too much.

“I’m sorry, you have to hear all this. Forgive him for his lack of restraint.” A gentleman all the way.

Thus, we are at our best, when free to express ourselves, whether we are a gardener, a taxi driver, a fabrics importer or a music manager. Or like me, an ex model turned dating coach.

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