Last night, I visited Le Boudoir, a members club that hosts sex parties every week, held at a secret London location. I tried the pole myself later that evening and was far less impressive, which the developing bruise on my bum is proof of. As we descend the stairs, I spot a large bed with a TV above it, set to porn, and a large vibrator, free for all to use.
An hour later I saw a woman give her partner a blowjob as she enjoyed the vibrator herself, so it definitely gets used. Additionally, there are two glory hole rooms, where women and men can indulge in a strange penis or two. The building used to be a bank, and owners of Le Boudoir have kept many of the original fittings, including the vault which, coincidentally, is home to the dungeon.
Master Boudoir is teaching me and Cassandra how to spank a blonde lady who is restrained on a bench, while she gives her partner a blowjob. Meanwhile in the two prison cells, one of which has a sex swing, two couples are having sex as the whole room watches. I leave Cassandra and the Master to do their thing, and venture outside to the smoking area, where I chat to a few of the guests. Especially this one gentleman from Scotland, who has come along with his female friend — I catch both of them in a swingers situation later that evening.
Another couple tell me they came along the night before, and found a lady to play with. The only negative part of the experience was that despite the mischievous mood, as a single woman in a sea of sex offers, I still felt as an outsider, watching couples make love.
These are hand-picked by the club. In fact, the manager reveals that the club has 20, members and another 5, on the waiting list, and some of the less desirable men will never get a membership. On the sofa next to us, two ladies have switched partners and are giving the men blowjobs. Oddly, the former is far more respectful, even if you should find yourself in bed with multiple people in one night.
