Killing Kittens is truly global, and one continent that really knows how to party the KK way is Australia!
Here Kitten G (she/her) talks us through her first party, proving that Kittens are Kittens wherever in the world they may be.
At Killing Kittens, everyone apart from cis-gender men is welcome to identify as a Kitten. This includes cis-gender women, trans people of all genders, non-binary people, gender non-conforming people, gender expansive and gender fluid people, as just a few examples! The identity of Kitten (or Guest, for cis-gender men) does not need to be a part of our members’ identities beyond how they function for the purposes of our events.
My First KK Party…
This is it. After months of perusing the KK world, and chickening out on the first party I wanted to book, I’m finally going to my very first Hedonism Party. I should be doing a happy dance, however, I’m secretly nervous and well, feeling a little overwhelmed.
You see, I’m fairly open with my sexuality and have a high sex drive – so you would think this should be a walk in the park.
Nothing could be further from the truth.
I’m almost paralyzed with fears.
Am I too fat?
Am I too old?
Am I too bisexual?
Am I not bisexual enough?
It’s been 4 years since I slept with a woman – will I even remember what to do?
What will I wear?
Who will go with me?
Killing Kittens has the exclusive, sex bomb, gorgeous kind of vibe, and I was so very worried I wouldn’t fit in.
Being the kind of woman I am, I thought the best way to handle my fears was to make the list and cross them off one by one. I’ll be honest. I never ticked them all off, and I don’t know if I ever will, but my fears – gone!
First stop – sexy lingerie & mask…
Honestly, for your first party, I recommend going to the max on this. You will feel gorgeous inside and out. Oh, and then you can take some sexy shots for the fabulous KK chat groups
Next step – find a wingman/winglady/wingperson to go with you. I asked a gorgeous married friend who I knew a) had a liberal husband and b) would encourage me to get my ‘KK’ on.
Then came the out of the blue connection with someone who wanted an invite to the party. Well. The more the merrier, I thought. I met up with him first, to see if we would be a good fit together. And after a fabulous few hours with him (use your imagination) he was all set to be my third for the evening.
Before I know it I’m waxed, nails done, mask on and in an Uber. Too late to change my mind now, I’d be letting down the others. So altruistic of me.
We were greeted with so much warmth (and Aperol spritzes) that those butterflies soon stopped fluttering in my stomach. The venue was gorgeous. A Top floor penthouse with a balcony the size of many small apartments, with the most phenomenal view of the Harbour Bridge & Opera House! The perfect location for a KK Summer Soiree. The gorgeous Emma Sayle (the founder of Killing Kittens) was there for a q & a with us before the party, which made it feel like a really special event.
Everyone was dressed gorgeously. I’m a more is more girl, so I love the “dress to impress” ethos of KK. We mingled, asked questions and, surprisingly to me, actually did connect with people even with the masks on. Business was discussed, as were children, fears, our views on sex and even where we did our shopping. It’s was, well, like any other cocktail party. The two half naked waiters passed around oysters and filled up our glasses. Yes, we drank, but nobody was obviously drunk or on drugs, which I think in this kind of environment is a great thing.
I so wasn’t sure how all of this was going to work. I’ve been involved in group sex before, but it was always an organic part of an event – not an organised thing, so I had no idea. Is it that someone shouts out ‘time to get your gear off’ or ‘who wants to bonk’?
No, you’ll be pleased to hear it was so much subtler than that. An hour or so passed after the Q & A when permission seemed to be granted for the masks to come off. People then simply started moving towards the ‘playrooms’, which were in this case three large bedrooms. The lounge and bathroom later saw some action, with an impromptu riding crop impact play lesson and one very full bubble bath.
There’s no need to go into details about who did what to whom – what happens in KK stays in KK after all.
However, I will list a few of things that were seen and or taken part in by me…
· Strap ons
· Paddle & Crop lessons
· Bubble Baths
· Toy bags
· Conversations whilst sitting in underwear on lounges and tables
· Names being screamed out
· Phone numbers being swapped
· Kisses on breasts during conversations
· Twosomes, threesomes, moresomes
I could go on, but you get the point. Lots of sex was had, of lots of different kinds, by many people, with many people. All of which was done very safely and very consensually. I was intrigued by the respect the Kittens had to rule the roost.
Did the party have to end?
I for one was having so much fun. At no point in the evening, even when my butt was in the air, did I feel too old, too fat or too boring.
I felt sexy as fuck!
Eventually, the official KK party came to an end and everyone began to head home. The last few of us there, well, I’ll be honest – we weren’t ready, so the party continued for a lucky few at my place till the sun came up.
A massive thank you to Kitten G for telling us all about her first KK party. We’re so glad you enjoyed your KK Australian experience.
Why not join us at Killing Kittens and see what we can do for you?
Written by the Killing Kittens team.