Party 88
Guests 236

Last Friday’s party was one that was all complete.
No party is the same, what inevitably means that one time it is more intense, exciting or more sociable then the other.

For me Friday was such a night which gives me strength to keep going with this concept.

To start with it was quite busy but not overly crowded.
Even though it took quite a wait sometimes for a good playing spot, because of the, again in large numbers present, serious BDSM players.
Further more there were none or hardly any incidents of bad behavior, only the required dress code wasn’t taken too seriously.
A couple went home because they weren’t wearing fetish clothes, but normal street wear.
That is very sad, but unfortunately inevitable.
A lot of BDSM lovers don’t have anything with fetish clothes, but are purely there to play the game of BDSM and I do understand that.
What a lot of people forget is that my party is not just a BDSM get together, but a combination of a Fetish Party, Dance Party and SM play Party.
That is why Rob and I chose the name SM-Fetish Play Party.
There already is an abundance of Fetish Parties en also SM meetings, although unfortunately some had to stop, aren’t rare.
But especially the combination of the, apparently not unite-able, lifestyles attracted me immensely.
I like a challenge and even though people told me it would never work, I did it anyway.

An SM Party in a swingers club, ridiculous and impossible everybody said.
A Fetish Party with serious BDSM play possibilities, where did I get that foolish idea?
Dance music with DJ’s and hardcore discipline, a joke.

Meanwhile we are 7½ years and 88 parties further and the concept has proven itself and I can tell you that is a great feeling.
But to get back to my dress code story, It doesn’t work for every one and always. That so many people are addressed for their choice of clothing is proof that it’s necessary that we are saying for months that we are getting stricter about the dress code.
The dress code rules are clearly prescribed and don’t leave much room for interpretation, so arguments of ‘I didn’t know’ or ‘I always come like this’ don’t exist for me.

Unfortunately I also have some sad news, Mike M, one of our 3 resident DJ’s, played Friday for the last time.
Mike has chosen for his young family, so with a tear in my eye I had to let him go Friday.
Darling, thank you so much for your great dedication the last years and I hope you will not completely forget the road to Zaandijk.
You told me you were going to play the music on my party anniversary in February, so I will gladly keep you to it.

 
The show from Pornfreaks de Luxe was quite ferocious and unfortunately ended to soon because of a small ‘occupational’ accident.
It was a show with suspensions through meat hooks in the knees, shows of which I personally get Goosebumps from.
Not because it horrifies me, but because extreme things like meat hooks and blood are totally my thing.
To bad it was cut short because of the circumstances, but what I did see was terrific.

This month there was a combined clothing stand from Succubi and Quasi Modo, a very beautiful combination I must say.
Both not the least in the area of Fetish clothes and together they make a very strong team.

We even had a real scoop this Friday, downstairs in the wet area two artist, Henri van Breda and Didi, had made an exposition of their erotic paintings.
Unfortunately we don’t have enough room at the showboat to keep the exposition there the whole night, because I found it a huge asset to my party.
Now Henri and Didi only could keep it there until midnight, because the area was needed as play area.

Later on at the party I had a nice play myself, this time at the dance floor, because all the playing areas were overly crowded.
Of course I rather had done it in my own studio, but full is full and in that I don’t have extra rights of course.
So it was either stand in line or find an alternative space to play.
Now I do like to play at unconventional places and also with an audience, so the dance floor was an easy choice, after a funny foreplay at the bar.
If the dance floor was to crowded I would have chosen a different place of course, but it was already quite quiet, so I dared to.
I played a rough game with my slave Gerard, first at the bar and later at a pole on the dance floor.
Slave Gerard can handle a lot and will do everything to please me under any circumstances, so this time, just because I wanted to, I had other people practice on him.
Later I gave him a treatment with my favorite bullwhip, because I have to keep practicing too of course.

Curious of all that violence, a nice lady came over to say that she would like to experience a play with whips too.
A good host listens to her guests, so I gently got her acquainted with, sometimes sensual, sometimes punishing sides of the whip.
Not to hard of course, because then she would have been cured from her curiosity straight away.
I can be an enormous Bitch when it comes to SM, but find it at least as nice to let new people get acquainted with our beautiful game.

Love,

Mistress Manita
Amsterdam, 14^th of June, 2009