Sunday, March 8

Dominatrix - 7th March Utrecht, The Netherlands

Saturday 7th March was supposed to be an opportunity for me to spend some quality time with someone who i originally thought was interested in me as a person and that we were going to have a really great afternoon and evening together culminating in a visit to the Dominatrix party in Utrecht. Unfortunately i'm not a mind reader and my crystal ball is broken and so i have no idea why the pre arranged date never materialised.

If anyone has ever read the book "The Secret" they will know that if you believe with all your heart that a solution is possible and take all steps to realise your need then it will come true. My thanks to Martin & Anita for coming to my rescue and for taking me to the party.

Here in The Netherlands there are 2 Fetish (not just parties) portal sites. One of them is called Gofetish (in Dutch) and the other is run my Martin & Anita and is called AltParty and is in English, Dutch & German. Both are different in so many ways and are full of interesting party tips, not just here in The Netherlands but also in the rest of Europe. I urge anyone who is into Fetish to take a look at both sites and if you see something in there for you, i suggest that you register.

Through GoFetish i was very fortunate to win 2 tickets for the Dominatrix party and it was my pleasure to be able to give one of my tickets to another less fortunate friend. Every time i go to Fetish parties i have this horrible lexxion security feeling and as i'd never been to Dominatrix before i was expecting a similar experience. Imagine my joy to find a another venue that treats its clientele like adults and waive the almost inexplicable reason for employing mini hitler security staff. So hurrah for the city hall catacombs for being human.

Once inside It was great to meet Brigitte More again as without her vision, parties like Dominatrix & Siberia (the smaller version of Dominatrix) would not exist. Once inside and having ditched my long coat in the cloakroom i set out to explore the Catacombs. What a simply marvelous underground location, lots of bare brickwork and hidden passageways which spoke volumes of what is a perfect dungeon kind of location.

The first dance area was a little packed with the inevitable semi naked party goers and not a splash of latex in sight. As i knew that Yggy, Badpakje, Toninl & Katja were here and all would be resplendent in Latex i wiggled my way through the crowd and continued my exploration to discover what lurked around the next corner and the inevitable meeting of like minded latex folk that i know and love so well.

Following a few glasses of Vodka met ice i was drawn like a magnet to the Gothic room and the sounds of Industrial music that i so adore dancing to. Great that they have a gothic room but what's not so great is the space as it's simply not big enough and when everyone is stood around chatting it can be quite a challenge to let yourself go.

Moving on to explore once more i discovered a nice intermediate bar all brightly lit with a stall attended by a smiling happy girl tying strings of licorice to you if you wanted it. Being a licorice fiend i loved it. Also dotted around the club were more vendors with ice lollies and shots of all kinds of liquid and trays of refreshing strawberries.
In fact i counted around 6 bars dotted all over the club which was a nice bonus as in most clubs i've been to it's usually 3 deep at the bar and real scrum to get a drink.

For the smokers there were 2 rooms where you could indulge at leisure. Unlike the UK you can also take your drinks in, which is nice bonus as i remember one such visit to the Skin Two rubber ball and having to leave my drink outside only to find that it had been lifted by the phantom cereal drink lifter by the time i had returned.

I always take it as a compliment when the resident photographer comes my way and asks if he can take my picture and i was a little disappointed to have to actually ask him to do just that. It kind of makes the whole dress up experience worthwhile and that my choice of outfit & makeup had been well received.

I'm not sure if it's just a Dutch thing (created by a social openness) as many people in this country have this idea that TGirls dress up purely for sex. Of course there are indeed an awful lot who do just this and who give us real TGirls a bad name. I, along with many of my girlfriends would like to set the matter straight and tell you that were are just like everyone else who regularly attends fetish parties and that we're here to conform to the dress code, enjoy our fetish, socialise and meet people for friendship.

As the night went on and people started to leave for their beds the dance floors became less packed which gave Yggy and i an opportunity for a little dirty dancing and the intoxicating smell and the ubiquitous feel of latex on latex. Where was Gudrun when we needed her approving eye?

By 5am the party was drawing to a slow but inevitable close and so before it felt like the end had been and gone we decided to wend our way back to Amsterdam and my almost routine mug of english tea with milk and sugar before climbing the stairway to my bed and dreams of what was a truly remarkable evening of decadence.

1 comment:

Mar said...

Hi,

Thank you so much for making it possible for me to go to the Dominatrix Party!

I was very happy to be there!

Greets, xx Marcella