Burninglash

Its been ages since I last posted anything in here.   Things are going well in the SA BDSM community.  The Moots are now being held in PTA, JHB, DBN, CT and we have adhoc socials in PE and other areas.  Large play parties are being organised every few months so all round good progress is being made in bringing BDSM out of the closet in SA.  There is a party being organised for the 24th of Sept in Midrand which should see about 150 people attending.  Can't wait!

The venue for Pub moots has changed to Cool Runnings 4th ave Melville.

To all SA people located in JHB. I run the monthly BDSM meetings where we get together and talk at Merlins Pub on Main rd Melville. The meetings are held at 8pm and normally run for about 2 hours at a time. I try to arrange well know experts on different topics each month. Should you want more info please email me here or on yahoo.

Written by a friend who experienced a piercing suspension for the first time on the weekend in South Africa (enjoy) :D  I am faced with the eternal dilemma: how do you describe something indescribable? How do you write about a perfect moment without sullying it? But I will try?and start from the beginning? Ten years ago, I saw a picture of a hook suspension for the first time and thought, "I will do that one day." (long story short?) That day arrived with Eddie Graham's talk on suspension at the Pub Moot. I decided that, if he acquiesced, I would do it. He did. I began to get nervous?but very excited. The event was planned for 14 August?a little sooner than I had expected. So the Lethe went on a detox (!), trying to get herself ready for the big night. By the time Saturday arrived I was a bundle of nerves and excitement fighting for dominance and being kept down by a steady supply of nicotine. First at Merlin's, we waited. And the place started filling up, and filling up, and spilling over. As I was about to get nervous again, Eddie and crew arrived, weighed down with metal. And so we began. My back was marked and before I could have second thoughts, Eddie began putting the hooks in. Wow. That hurt. A lot. Anyone who tells you it doesn't is lying. But again, Eddie was amazing ? he kept making sure that I was ok, and reassuring me. In no time he had all 12 in place: 6 in the back, 6 in the legs. And then the ropes were attached and the mildly terrifying sound of chains rattling filled my ears. S'cumbas pulled me up. And the world disappeared. It was unlike anything I have ever experienced before: I was weightless, flying, in my own beautiful cocoon. I had wings and was metamorphosing. Gravity pulled from the wrong direction. Voices floated to me over an unimaginable void. When I closed my eyes I flew, swung far to the horizon and back...but was still when I opened them. I found a place of calm and pure, unsullied joy. One of the strangest bits was talking shit to my friends while flying above the world. One of the best moments was when they shortened the ropes on my back to lift my torso, and I felt as if I was sprouting wings. And it was so special having beautiful friends there to share the experience with me. Finally the time came to come down. I felt like a beached whale, like a sailor on shore-leave?but still flooded with the most wonderful feeling of calm and achievement. I had done it, and loved every moment. Nothing has ever come close to feeling like my suspension did, and I don't think that I would ever be able to satisfactorily describe the feelings, or the changes and clarity that it brought to me. But now I understand. I can't wait to do it all again...for longer next time. I would just like to thank XXXXXX for making this possible, and those wonderful people who made the event so memorable. And of course, to XXXXXXXXX, without whom this experience would not have been possible. He is truly a master, and an artist. Reading over this, I realize that as hard as I have tried, it doesn't even come close to the experience itself. Here's to flying, Lethe