Some are ready for an unadulterated orgy of debauchery, involving licking honey from the orifices of those they just met. Others, having not been to a party in 17 months, have some reservations. The elation is couched in some anxiety; the allure of group sex tempered by the worry of catching COVID.
I don't think that there's anything wrong with being a pervert, I think it's in all of us to varying degrees. Some people know how to express it and some people keep it bottled up. But I think it's amazing.
There are some things that are totally unambiguous, let’s get them out of the way: Silence doesn’t equal consent. Not protesting doesn’t equal consent. Being at a fetish club doesn’t equal consent. Being in a darkroom doesn’t equal consent. Sexual desire doesn’t equal consent.
Every sex-positive space has a different set of rules, etiquette, protocols and expectations of their guests. Before you rock up to a fetish night, it’s your responsibility to learn and respect the community by acquainting yourselves with the rules of that specific space.