I bowed out respectfully at 3am walking past a man wanking himself off over a woman’s dress

I had only been at the Rubber Ball for 10 minutes before I got my first eyeful of the evening. On the Lucha Britannia stage a young woman, wearing a mask and long, latex gloves was savagely fisting a mature gent and pulling raw pieces of meat from his anus with which she slapped him round the face with. It was to set the scene for a ‘vibrant’ evening.

The theme was World of Fetish and the punters didn’t disappoint as I rubbed shoulders with giggly geishas and kinky cowboys. Each room represented different parts of the fetish world with belly dancing in the Arabian chill out zone, the Americas Room, European Room, Oriental Room, and of course, the Underworld room complete with a well-equipped dungeon for those who wanted a little ‘play time’.

It’s amazing how time flies when you’re watching the Psycho Cyborgs drill holes into their heads, but I bowed out respectfully at 3am walking past a man wanking himself off over a woman’s dress as I was leaving. I hope she sent him the cleaning bill.