Even though I don’t get the opportunity all that often to play, due to the necessities of the LDR that I’m presently in, it doesn’t stop me from looking around and planning ahead for when the time comes for us to be together. Even though I live in a house that’s nearly 200 years old, it wasn’t necessarily designed with BDSM play in mind. The rooms for the most part are small, with high ceilings, and the construction of the walls and ceilings aren’t really conducive towards adding things like anchor points or what would be called ‘hard points’ in the trade, ie: items or things that can be used for tying rope or attaching chain to when restraining someone.
I suppose I could get some lumber or a shipment of pipe and construct a piece (or several pieces) of furniture that would do the same thing (or purchase one from a variety of sellers I’m aware of). Too, I’ve been contemplating taking welding classes so I could in the far-flung off future create my own diabolical devices, but that’s a ways off. This is more about places elsewhere that we can play, that would sort of be off the beaten path as it were, and wouldn’t necessarily involve trespassing or being caught in places we’re not supposed to be, either by the landowners, or by the police type authorities.
There are several play-spaces nearby that can be utilized, and I have one scene friend in particular who has in the past offered me use of her in-home dungeon. I did a favor for her a couple of years ago, and she graciously offered me use of her play space. I didn’t take her up on it at the time, since the situation between my slave and I was in a different space, and I wasn’t entirely certain she was going to be visiting. As it turned out I was right. She didn’t and I wasn’t in need of the space at that time. I’d have to check to see if the invitation is still open (fairly sure it is), and then make use of it if we’re both agreeable.
The only roadblock to using the play-spaces I alluded to in the previous paragraph is, they’re public play-spaces and usually would be active with a play party of the organization at the time. They’re not rent-able by private parties, so my girl would have to be comfortable playing in public and at this juncture I’m fairly certain she’s not. So, while a good idea, it’s going to have to be shelved for the time being. But waiting also has its downfalls, as play-spaces don’t always stay open long-term. People get out of the scene all the time, things happen and places close. It all can be pretty fluid like in all things. It has a lot to do with money and people getting older and less interested at times.
There’s one place where I live that I would dearly love to either rent or purchase, because it would be ideal for a play space of my own. It’s an old meat-packing building, though it sits in the off-side of town, and there are residential houses nearby. Even so it could be easily converted for use, although there have been rumors of it being used by homeless people over the years, and it’s probably in pretty cruddy shape by now. To me, if I came into a good chunk of money, I’d probably take the chance, but I’ve never been inside the building, so it’s a pipe dream at this juncture. Just something I’ve always wondered about, thought about and dreamt of. I actually equate it to the former studios of Insex on J Street in Brooklyn. Oh, if those walls could talk!