Although no stranger to CP / Punishment / BDSM etc. I had never visited one until fairly recently. I have been asked to describe the environment / atmosphere (as a first timer) and what (if anything) actually happened to me.
I shall do so. First up - I'll recount something slightly embarrassing which occurred before I actually gained entrance to the club itself. I posted most of this in 'Femininisation etc' (because it was to do with public humiliation)...so it is just slightly revised here.
Meanwhile..if anyone else wishes to add accounts of their first / early visits to any type of CP Club / gathering then please feel free!!
I meet a lot of guys who like to play the part of kinky, perverted, sadistic 'Headmasters' with me as the hapless 'boy' being severely punished (frequently that means being caned) and, quite often, molested.
For these role plays, they like me to to wear 'traditional' UK Grammar School / Prep School type uniform of the 1950s / 60s era. I am a married guy ( my wife is unaware of my fantasy life) so...I have to be discreet. My uniform ( which includes short grey school trousers ) is hidden away in plain sight (dispersed amongst my general wardrobe). My story of public humiliation in connection with this topic may be of some interest?
Seeking to be spanked, strapped, paddled, tawsed,caned etc...I had the opportunity to visit a club in London ( near Vauxhall Station) which specialises in that kind of thing. I had never visiited a club of this type....so I was a little nervy. I knew they had moved to new premises. This was a Saturday afternoon in December. I had some items of uniform ( I decided upon typical 1960s indoor PE kit). Imagine my dismay then. There was nowhere to change inside the discreetly hidden venue itself. But, immediately opposite were loads of stalls (like small wooden sheds / chalets) for a temporary covered Christmas Market. The place was packed with Christmas shoppers and families.
The club had hired a couple of 'chalets' whereby you could leave your bags, possessions etc and clothes you changed out of. But the frontage was open. So anyone who wished to get changed (like me) had to basically do so in the full view of everyone wandering past. There was one discreet Security guy to ensure that innocent members of the public did not blunder in. I was a bit horrified as I had to take all of my clothes off in order to get into the authentic PE kit ( plus...it was extremely cold ).
I was aware that many prople passing by were watching ( but they generally kept walking) including teenagers and children ( some sniggering ). I did notice the Security guy stop at least two people tryingbto take photos on their mobile phones!! I was finally ready and it was just a few seconds from the 'Christmas Chalet' to the CP Club entrance ( also with a Security guy at the entrance ). Just a few seconds, yes. But as I quickly rushed across in my boyish PT kit, I did overhear one mother ( out with her children) say "Bloody perverts!!"
So, very ordinary, but hugely embarrassing. I believe that the changing facilities ( or almost total lack thereof ) is something the club is currently working on!!