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Fetish Meetup? - Sleepychic - 09-11-2022
I read on one of the old forums about a meet up that happened a number of years ago.
Did anyone here manage to attend it? I tried messaging one of the hosts but I'm not sure if their account is active.
Is there any interest in hosting another for our members?
RE: Fetish Meetup? - ContestantNo1 - 09-21-2022
Would this be around 2015?
RE: Fetish Meetup? - ContestantNo1 - 09-25-2022
Like I said, this was the summer of 2015 so some specifics are hazy but the experience was truly extraordinary 10/10 would definitely repeat. I saw a posting on another forum pitching the idea of having sleep fetish meetup and replied. Bounced a few pms back to the poster and was told they had already had one but another was in the works for the fall on the west coast and only short flight from here, so caution to the wind said hell yeah I'm in. I thought it was a cool idea but the entire thing was probably bs and didn't expect to hear anything more but was sent a link to a registration questionnaire, name, location, what sleepy interests I had, was I coming alone or bringing someone. I think preferred name or alias was on there too along with about a page worth of rules I had to agree to. A fun read but again didn't expect anything more to come from this but still thought maybe it's legit. I mean they at least went to the effort of doing this. Then the person I had been messaging who called herself Vanessa reached out to setup a Skype call. Okay sure, I'm for a penny but also thought it's going to be some kid or creepy guy with dahmer glasses calling from his moms wood paneled basement.
So turns out Vanessa. Was. Fucking. Hot.
Like long wavy brown hair and this totally sexy secretary or naughty librarian vibe happening. The call was rather short and all business, going over the date, time, rules, rules, rules and was I still interested.
Yeah, sure, I'm in.
The vetting process was pretty straightforward, complete the NDA and send it along with a copy of my id. I think there were a few other options but this was the easiest. I wasn't big on sending my actual info to her or them but was allowed to block out some parts of the card. Really just name photo and birthdate. A lot of emphasis was put on the safety of the event and privacy of those coming. I know, how can this be private if they have your actual name. There are a lot of wackos and if something were to happen it would be nice to know who dunnit and anything sexual over 21 was a must. Only V and one of the other planners knew actual names, everyone there went by an alias for the night. Was emailed a small info package on places times, mostly stuff we had already gone over, was given the meeting place which was a hotel. They had a rate set for the event for anyone coming in which was a nice touch. Not where I would have booked but still swanky. I was impressed with the amount of planning and detail that was put into it but the dress code and some things were a pita. I think everyone had card at the front desk that had a phone number, booking number and time they were to get their ride. I had a rental and hope they changed things up the next time around but not complaining. Met a tow car outside the front door, driver had my name for the night. It caught me for a moment like crap, I'm in the wrong car! Oh, wait, that really isms for the night.
It was nice chilled out in the back, couldn't keep track of the twists and turns so maybe driving myself wouldn't have been so great, pulled around the driveway of a nice residence was let out went to the door and was greeted by a guy in his 40s or 50s with this mane of silver hair. My heart was racing when the cat stopped and now it was thumping as I stood there. But he greeted me by my name for the night welcomed me in, and I almost passed myself with relief once my hearing focused on the sound of a party and people chatting in the background. As soon as I saw Vs familiar face I was calm cool and knew this was going to be an amazing night. Things were pretty slow and I was shown to the bar and offered a drink. Turns out we were still waiting on a few people, and everyone was there is maybe another 15 minutes. The coconspirators helped make introductions between me and those who already arrived and gave a quick tour. Once everyone was there silver fox gave a little welcome speech, another girl with straight dark hair I called C went over rules rules rules, safety tips more introductions and basically said roam about have fun and try not to bother the neighbors. Fat chance, the yards were huge. Basically we had the entire place to roam and play. I was really nice that evening but I do t think many of us spent much time outside. I think every tv had a series of knockout clips playing on it, Wonder Woman, the rocketeer and obvious fetish videos. The hosts were great, they kept everyone engaged, I could have kept my mouth shut the entire night and hung onto their every word. Again, the dress code was a little much. It was basically Eyes Wide Shut, jacket and tie or evening wear for the women. At least V said Eyes Wide Shut (1999), it turned in to Clue (1985) pretty damn fast. Everyone seemed to be having a good time. The open bar helped. Yeah, the dress code sucked, it was fun but a bit pointless. Some people brought something to change into. I guess I missed the memo but looked rather dapper if I do say so. Pretty sure the house was a rental, it was nice but seemed impersonal.
I don't recall how many people were there, it was busy but not crowded. You could find privacy for ahem activities if you chose or could mingle.
I'm sure people are thinking sausage feast. Nope! I think 3 or 5 actual hos and it seemed like most of us who were invited were but there were several women in attendance to help provide the entertainment. They obviously weren't really into the fetish, at least prior to that night, but were fun to talk with and legitimately curious about it and play with. There were props laid out around the house and I desperately wanted to knockout Vanessa but hosts were off limits. So I managed to chat her up while she was working the bar.
Another rule was no cameras or cell phones. Taking more than memories would have been nice and we were also stuck there until at least midnight. That rule I was not complaining about. The food was great. Small appetizers mostly but there was lots of it. It was nice to talk about this openly, get friendly with some of the ladies in an environment where we could be completely open and honest about these fantasies. There was a fiery redhead that I clothed outside by the fire table, then encourage to get into this cheerleader outfit and gas and strip. She was good about it, the drinks helped. We were trying not to laugh. The time flew by. We were all welcome to stay the night. Some of us did. I think C has the night shift because she looked like she got the cloth by the time we came down the next morning, although I don't think anyone who overnighted got much rest. I passed about for maybe an hour or so sometime early that morning and crashed hard back at the hotel.
That afternoon I had serious withdrawal. I couldn't believe it was over. I also felt a lot of guilt. The five of the were truly amazing had put in so much time and money into making this happen and other then chatting us up generally didn't get to enjoy themselves that much.
Talking with V she said they had tried to put something together for years without much success. Even getting people to commit to something at fetcon or some other show in las vegas didn't spark much interest. She mentioned they held or were planning to run more events like this but didn't want to start charging people to come. I couldn't see how it would be sustainable without more help. I'm sure Covid screwed up any plans they may have been working on the last few years and C had hinted at her relationship progressing. So marriage or family may throw off one's desire or ability to participate in these things.