Kinky karaoke

The past weekend started with some vanilla fun on Friday night … vanilla, but with kinky friends, which made it better. LI buddies Cienna, G and Kitten have been doing karaoke for a while now at a bar/restaurant near where they live. I’ve done open mikes in the past, but I’ve only tried karaoke a few times, and not very successfully. My nerves get me, and I feel out of control with the pacing and the key. When I play my guitar (admittedly, I haven’t done that much recently, either) I can use a capo to adjust the key and I can sing at my pace. With karaoke there’s little you can do to control the key, and you’re stuck with the pace.

Still, last Tuesday at the Long Island Leather N Roses spring members’ social, DJ Matty was running a karaoke booth and since not many people were getting up to sing, I let my friends talk me into going up to the microphone. I thought I was only going to sing one song, but because it wasn’t that bad I allowed them to talk me into singing one more. I did “Hungry Heart” by Bruce Springsteen and then “Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow?” by the Shirelles.

Cienna is the woman who did my fabulous henna prior to last year’s Brimstone.

She’s slave to G (“Hisparadox” on FetLife) and part of the family with Kitten and G, who are married. I could not even try to describe their dynamic as I’m sure I would get it wrong, but they usually go to things as a group and are very fun to hang out with. Cienna is a very warm person who has a way of making you feel a part of things.

She’s also got an amazing voice and isn’t shy about performing, so she’s one of those people who gets up and really sings karaoake. Having to follow that can be intimidating, but I felt OK. I had been talking with the DJ before they’d arrived and he was super-friendly. Knowing that others were drinking also helped. Things have a way of looking and sounding better when you drink.

But I leaned over at one point and said to Cienna, “I just feel more comfortable with my kinky friends.”

That was it. In kinky settings, vs vanilla ones, I’ve always felt more accepted and normal. So even though it wasn’t a kinky setting, I was with BDSM people and I just felt OK … acceptable. So I got up and sang. and, like Tuesday night, it wasn’t great but it wasn’t horrible, either. It was a great time.

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