By Rena
I can’t believe an entire year has already flown by since I’ve joined the CSPC! Let me give you the rundown of how I came to learn about the CSPC and how it has affected my life.
Like most horny folx on the internet, I love to consume NSFW content, like smutty manga. After I came across a certain tale of a hedonistic social club, I began to complain to my wife about how these web pages were fiction, that there was no such place where I could find a group of like-minded, kinky, LGBTQ+, sex-positive people…
“You mean, like the CSPC?” she asked.
HUH?! I was floored. Not only was this fantasy place real, but in my state! (Given, as a lifetime Washingtonian, I should have known that there was something like this, but forgive my rural/small-town upbringing.) I rushed to my computer, registered for my first online discussion group (shoutout to the Queer DG!) and attended the virtual New Member Orientation. Speaking with people online made me realize how much I had been missing, how many people had similar interests as me (in and out of kink), how diverse of a community we have accumulated, and that I was adding myself to the never-ending supply of submissive bottoms.
But my excitement to join quickly shifted to fear. Confidence was not my strong suit when you took me away from my computer. Like most, I have body image issues, gender identity crises, and the overall intrusive thought of “oh god, everyone is going to be leagues hotter than me, I’m going to be the awkward wall potato.” So, I did the most sensible thing and decided to go to PPMT in February 2023. I made a haphazard post in the CSPC Discord that I would be attending and I immediately felt the love and support of the community. People reacted with cute emojis, replied with words of encouragement, and some offered social anchorage, if I so desired. I’d never seen such a display of courtesy and kindness, especially toward an outsider like myself.
Even though I didn’t play at PPMT, I soaked in all of the sounds, the sights, and the people. I remember standing in frozen awe, admiring as someone was flogged across the room while their moans of intense pleasure filled the atmosphere. I was stunned and was brought back to the present moment when a friendly face asked how I was acclimating. I honestly don’t even remember exactly what I said, but the friend and others in earshot began erupting in laughter. And then, it hit me.
This wasn’t just a place to have safe, hot, kinky sex. This was an environment for joy, pleasure, laughter, and compassion. We aren’t just a space to “hookup,” but we give people the space to grow, evolve, and learn together. After a year with the CSPC, I have made wonderful connections, had exciting new experiences, joined the volunteer team, and found my place spreading laughter to all I meet.