Devil's Night in the Castle's dungeon: FetishCon 2010 (NSFW photo gallery)

confront certain things about your own sexual interests that would otherwise go unexplored. While I may not want to have sex with a transexual, I can at least appreciate the fact that he/she has nice legs.


[image-1]For the Devil's Night afterparty for FetishCon 2010, the Castle drew its normal crowd of Gothic costume enthusiasts who were into vampires before they sparkled in the daylight.  The Castle's dungeon room however was loaded with a more extreme, and more naked, crowd of fetishists. Secret Room's parties always remind me of an exaggerated Hollywood version of a fetish party; they are filled with more extreme outfits and attractive people wearing pasties than you'd ever expect at a real fetish party. Sure, there are the older balding creepsters lurking alone in the corner, but these guys are always very talkative and nice once you start a conversation. There are the cosmetically perfect couples in matching rubber suits who don't want their pictures taken because they are lawyers or business bigwigs. Then there are the professional fetish models who compensate for the mounds of loose skin sagging out of latex suits. Super hot, nationally known names, at least in the fetish world, like RubberDoll, Rebecca's RubberRoom, Idelsy, and Krissy Kage hang out by the bar drinking vodka between their performances. These women aren't like the snooty LA model types who immediately ask what you do. Sure they may really only be there to entice more fans to join their pay sites or to hire them for fetish shoots, but part of me wants to believe they really are just that nice. At the very least it's a rarity to hold a conversation with a beautiful topless woman and not be expected to put a few dollars in her g-string.[image-2]


The most surprising thing about these events is in fact how nice everyone is. Generally, the more intimidating their costume, the friendlier they are.  Guests spend hours greasing themselves up to slide into skin tight latex suits because they want you to notice. They want you to talk to them and ask if you can take a picture. Costumes provide an instant opening line and an excuse to talk to the attractive model dressed like an extra from Predator VS Aliens.


I love bringing first timers to fetish parties. Before we go, they're always a bit nervous, not sure what to expect or wear, but on the walk back to our car we're discussing our outfits for next time. Fetish parties are the opposite of uncomfortable; they make you more comfortable with things you might otherwise consider fucked-up. The guy getting flogged with a riding crop---totally normal. The model sucking off a devil's fake rubber dong on stage to be showered in fake blood---what else is new. [image-3]


This was also Anthony's first time seeing the Senator in all his fleshy glory. Even the sight of this naked old man strapped into the same piece of armor Batman probably wears on his cock didn't intimidate Anthony as it might in other settings.


"It's not even that he's naked that's the strange thing," Anthony said after taking a picture with the Ybor icon. "It's his smile. He's always smiling."


It's true. The Senator never stops smiling whether he's dancing alone or with a crowd. Why is he so happy? Sure it could have something to do with the Viagra he is suspected of popping before going out every night. But maybe it's the fact the he's a rare breed. A man in his fifties who has found his sexual niche. Sure the Senator may be a freak, but he's a freak who lures attractive women to dance with him, grab his junk, and yes, even go home with him.


[image-4]Then there's the older guy with a back full of white body hair wearing only a leather g- string and a mask that blinds him. The entire night he's led around by a chain attached to his g-string and made to do whatever his harem of attractive dominatrices command of him. Yes, he too is a freak, but he's also an older guy who has figured out a way to interact with attractive younger women on a sexual level. At any fetish event you'll notice a large percentage of shockingly attractive women with less than appealing men. Sure these guys may have to endure some whippings or humiliation, but that's not much different than a mainstream relationship.


If you come dressed in your street clothes, there's this huge sense of fun, freedom, and sexuality you feel you're missing out on. You want to have a kink too, or at least a kick-ass costume. All of these open expressions of sexuality make you consider your own unexplored sexual fantasies, or at least what you'd be open to trying. Before long you'll start negotiating with your buddy what tortures you'd be willing to endure to sleep with various fetishists.  If nothing else, you leave with a new lust for tattoos and dark hair.


This feeling was possibly what compelled the blonde in a standard issue club dress to repeatedly expose her bare breasts to get the bartender's attention. [image-5]When the barman didn't care, she turned her attention, and her chest to Anthony and me, as she told us how she and her two other "vanilla" friends worked at an emergency room. Later that same blonde crawled on stage, hiked up her dress to her g-string, and bent over on all fours to be lashed for the crowd's amusement. This is the beauty of fetish parties; they turn normal people into freaks.





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"If that's a dude, then I'm attracted to a dude right now."

Anthony and I were playing my favorite fetish party game: "is that a guy or girl?" It's easy to get distracted from such things as gender by a thick set of bare fake boobs with the nipples X-out beneath black tape. For all my caution when eying someone at a fetish party who is taller than me,  I'm still fooled by gender-benders. I'll hold a conversation with a woman in a prom dress and not realize she's a he until I edit my my pictures the next day. Interestingly enough I find myself drawn to, or at least impressed by, women with toned backs and leg muscles and large breasts; it just so happens these are common traits of transsexuals. This is one of the many interesting things that happens to you at a fetish party; you're forced to

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