A Trip to a Dungeon

Another weekend with my tribe. Another first in my sexual life. 

I showed up early enough for Sir and Sub and myself to have another mind blowing BDSM threesome, followed by some clean up, snacks, and heading out the door for a trip to San Francisco for a class on BDSM dungeon etiquette held in a public dungeon, the SFCitadel.

The class started off with our hosts introducing themselves, what their name on Fetlife is, what they identified as, their experience in the community, etc, and then asked everyone in the room to go one by one and introduce themselves, what they identified as, what their level of experience was, and why were they there.

There was quite a diversity of people, sexual orientation, relationship styles going around the room. I estimate 30-40 people were there so it took a while to come around to me which gave me time to think about how I wanted to represent myself.

"Hi, my name is ...., my name on Fetlife is Happy Hedonic, I am a bisexual submissive male here with my Sir, and I am here to check out the scene". There, that was it. That was a first for me, to speak up in a room full of strangers, declare my name and announce that I am bisexual and kinky.

It's one thing to come out to an individual that you know. It's different to come out to a room full of total strangers. The vibe there was accepting and friendly. I was surrounded by fellow kinky freaky people just like me. It felt good.

After the class was over our tribe was hanging out in the lounge, feeling frisky and happy and open. We sat on a bench and traded kisses and hugs and looks of wanton desire. Sir and I were French kissing openly, and it felt good to be two guys making out in public. I felt a pride in being a bisexual hedonist able to celebrate in an accepting, tolerant atmosphere.

We then decided to move to the dungeon and check out the scene there. A few couples here and there playing, and some empty examination tables over in the corner. Our tribe decided to play there so we stripped off our clothes and put our collars on. Now here I am, naked except for a leather collar around my neck, having group bisex in a public forum with strangers walking around and watching us. And I feel good.

The SFCitadel does not allow cell phones or cameras to be used, so no pictures were taken for this post. Bummer. I get why that is (privacy issues) and I agree with it, but wished we could have gotten pics and videos of our play in the dungeon.

As Cinderella had to leave the ball before midnight when her coach would turn into a pumpkin, we had to leave to get back home on the trains before they shut down for the night. We ended up back at the house continuing our lusty bisexual BDSM threesome until 2:00 in the morning.