TG

Mass

Valentine's

14th Febuary 2002

Valentines and Torture Garden. Now theres a wierd combination with love in the air and bend over bitch thwack.

Valentine cards everywhere, or is that due to me keeping all my cards from previous years?
(don't even go there)

First things first, Hello everybody peeps.
Well I'm back on the road with a bloody big monster of car so god help anyone else on the road & perfect timing as well due to congestion charging. Inner London is a race track for me now & there is no charge for the Disabled, thanks Ken m8. (now there's a thought the mayor of London looking at the www.londonfetishscene.com )

Getting back to TGs on Friday night.
I was in big time good spirits and up for a bloody good time. During the day Mic Scarlet & I had some comunicardo like two women with a phone permanently grafted on to our lugg holes. We decided as so many keep getting the pair of us confused (cant understand it really he needs beauty sleep I don't) What can we do to throw a cat amongst the pigeons?
fuck it so as not to show each other up we might as well confuse the hell out everyone and dress in the same attire. Black leathers, Hard Rocks, black goth shirt and to top it all cowboy hat & black nail varnish, (my god worse than 2 women)

Since the announcement of my new club the phone hasn't stopped ringing so getting ready started at 6pm, shit, shower & shave first & that was just the slave. A few others joined me at home to get ready with some upbeat music and a bit of dutch corrage due to it was my turn to drive. (hahahaha drive if that's what u want to call it)

We still arrived at Mass in Brixton later than expected and the queue was its usual length (about this big /_______/ ) Inside the TG crew had done what we have all come to expect of them, a dam good job of decorating the joint, with hart shape balloons and an excellent job of making us all feel welcome.

Now I didn't stay in my usual spot this time as Mic & I were going or meant to have met up in the back room how ever due to Mic not wanting to be shown up by me (hehehehehe NOT) he didn't make it, something to do with his hair wouldn't do as it was suppose to do.

This was the first time for me to go into the back room since Mass had its refit, & I am confidently impressed with the DJ area moved along with the bar and now there is much more comfortable seating at witch I took advantage of the seats and disembarked from my wheelchair for most of the night. I even managed to watch a couple of the stage acts (woo hoo) In the back room I have come to relies you can actually here what people are saying not like in the main room where the music is very *uckin load. I was even able to have a jig without running over any toes (my favorite pass time when I'm not sucking on a nipple)

Sitting on the seats gives you a perfect opportunity to chat to others however my slave was determined to have my attention and sod it if she shocked anyone & she did, ok we did. Explain please, OK
I am casually sitting on the seats as u do, (although others have other ideas) my wheelchair was in front, facing me with my slave sat upon it legs spread wide teasing me with a show that would have a blind man blushing, after a while it wasn't her fingers doing the dance of love across her wet bits. I somehow and god knows how at the time, I managed to slip my hand inside her (stick both hands in, now clap, I cant, Told u I was tight) there was a young lady sitting next to me who was a little green as in a new bee, her mouth was resting on the floor & I nearly had to push her eyes back in there sockets, she managed to ask me about my slave and said How many kids has she had? I laughed my head off saying sorry love but she has just learnt to relax and trust me but she hasn't had any kids. But she does regularly do her pelvic floor exercises.

Down stairs in the dungeon there was a slave auction but I didn't get down there, after all I have enough slaves and they all do a very good job each with there own good qualities.
Someone that I was glad to see after a long period of absence was my dearest friends Brett & Sylvia as it showed, now as most may or may not know Sylvia has a very bad leaking problem when ever she & I get close and I think this Valentines was a record not only did she spring a leak within 30secounds of my fingers caressing parts normally you get a slap from caressing but she managed it 3 bloody times & on top of that I once again got wet. I tell you I think I am going to have to take shares out with a dry cleaning company. (Sylvia remind me to carry a towel around with me or better still a fuckin bucket)

During the rest of the evening I had people coming up to me saying thank you for the news letter about my new club and asking if they can send it on to others. So that made a change from everyone asking me when am I going to get another club running, Well now I have, but its not like any other fetish event.
Details are on my site at www.Illuminati-party.com
And please it is not for the close-minded.

The only bad thing I have to say about the whole night was it was bloody cold when we left. But I had to complain about something.

If you or someone you know is holding an event that is fetish orientated get in touch with me to come and review the event.
If you would like to attend my new club or want the news letter sent to you e-mail me at kiwifetish@aol.com

And remember its only kinky the first time.

Take care Kiwi & the girls xxxOxxx