Cool Runnings, Melville

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

Service: *
Food: N/A
Ambience: * * *
Babe Count: * * * *

The Cool Runnings dude schlepping chairs down into the dungeon cranes his neck to look at the sheet hanging off the wall. Projected onto the sheet is a raunchy picture of a barebreasted woman wearing a stainless steel chastity belt.

It's the fourth Wednesday of the month, and DQ is doing the moot presentation tonight. He's fiddling with the projector, and he's holding a long black riding crop.

"What's all this about?" the Cool Runnings dude asks me.

"We're learning about chastity belts tonight," I say.

"But, like, uh, why?" he asks.

One of the people downstairs overhears him and says, "Chastity belts are excellent tools for enhancing erotic encounters."

The dude looks baffled, but can't tear his eyes of the screen. I say, "When you're finished bringing chairs down, bunk work and come and listen. You'll learn a thing or two."

"Hey," he says, "I would, but I'm on double shift tonight. Sorry man."

Many of the old faces appear, but there are also a whole batch of newcomers. Some of them magnificent to look at. Hmmm. Wouldn't mind seeing some of these babes in or out of chastity belts.

DQ starts his talk, and it's an impressive Power Point presentation, with loads of humour, and tons of information. Seems as though there are a few misconceptions about the topic. He tells us that for every female chastity belt sold, thirty-one male belts are sold. This is probably due to the big gay bondage scene in the States. But still. Who would have thought?

And boy... he shows us a few examples of male chastity belts. And I can assure you that I won't be going near one.

"How do you go to the toilet in a chastity belt?" someone asks.

He uses his riding crop to point at the screen. "That's the second shield," he says. "See the little holes? You just pee straight through those. It gets a bit messy, but it's do-able."

"And what about, uh, defecation?"

DQ says, "It's imperative for a female wearing a chastity belt to have an hour out of the belt every day. This is for cleaning the belt and herself, and for toilet routine."

"How do you clean these things?" asks someone else.

"A combination of things," DQ says. "Spray jets are good for when you're wearing your belt. And you just boil it in a pot of water when you take it off."

He emphasises that any female claiming to wear a chastity belt 24 hours a day, every day is probably lying. "More than a few days in a belt without cleaning, and you're not going to want to go anywhere NEAR her vagina!"

He then paints us a weekend scenario which sounds kinda sexy. But I must admit that a chastity belt just isn't high on my list of aesthetically appealing garments.

But it's a damn good talk. One of the best we've had, and he's a good speaker. Clearly knows how to communicate his enjoyment of BDSM.

After the chat, a bunch of us go upstairs, and a huge discussion unfolds about safety in BDSM. There are reports that one of the BDSM people, someone at the moot, is actually luring newcomers into dangerous play situations, and that people have been hurt. So we talk about what can be done to keep things clean.

One of the key phrases in BDSM is this: "Safe, Sane, Consensual." It has to be all three of those things in order for it to be acceptable. Obviously, it's a guide, and everyone has his or her own definitions of what safe and sane and consensual actually mean. So there's bound to be some debate. One of the guys says, "I'm going to be posing the question on the Collarme site. How about you guys contribute to the discussion?" Http://www.collarme.co.za is a members-only site that anyone is free to join. One of its reasons for being is to help newcomers to BDSM to actually find out more about it, and to find out who is safe to play with.

The night ends, and I go home alone, knowing that at least for tonight, I won't have to use a chastity belt on myself. I've got noone in my bed to tempt me out of celibacy.