I'm into BDSM stuff and decided to go to a play party this weekend to meet some new people and learn a few things. Now, I sort of knew going in that fat people would be a constant feature of this thing, but I was also expecting to meet some humans. Of course, I walked right past the snack table covered in chips and donuts when I walked in, so I quickly realized I was in for a shit time.
Jesus, no. No matter what the scene was—flogging, a suspension, or littles hanging out—everyone was obese. Imagine seeing someone get flogged and just watching cellulite ripple for hours. It's enough to give anyone that feeling of something coming back up.
I went to the rope room to see people get suspended, and they had these sturdy rigs. They were essentially about 8-foot tall sawhorses with legs made of two 2x4s that all met at crossbeams made of 3 2x6 beams sandwiched together. These were strong structures, and the person putting them together clearly understood carpentry.
These fat fucks who wanted to get tied up off of the ground so much were actually causing these things to buckle. When I first went into the room, I overheard two people talking about how the legs had splayed on the scaffolds and they had to fix them and make them more sturdy. Of course, they made no mention of the 300 pound cows wanting to get lifted up on them because every goddamn person there was obese.
I literally saw one human get tied up. I heard so many excuses, "oh, I have short arms, so I can't reach there," or, "I could do a harder tie, I'm just feeling pretty low-energy today." No, you're fat. That's it. You can't do cool shit because you're fucking fat. I left pretty damn early out of fear of throwing up or having the very floor collapse beneath me.
tl;dr: Went to a BDSM play party, had to suppress vomiting, saw the physical limits of man-made structures tested