“Winter Fire is like annnnnnny other conference!” I announced.

“Really? Are there name tags and speakers and breakout sessions?” Bambi* said. “Is there a really awkward kinky banquet?”

“Seriously, it’s just like other conventions: mixers on Friday, classes all day Saturday and Sunday, and that first class is sooo sleepy,” I rambled, “There’s mild boozin at the hotel bar, private parties on Sunday. The big difference is that they transform the ballroom, where they’d generally have an awkward banquet, into a dungeon. And there’s orgies, nudity, and whipping, and all the nicest things.”

“Should I go? Is there a beginner track?” Bambi asked, sipping his beer.

And I thought about it, at our table at the bar, thought hard on whether I should recommend Dark Odyssey Winter Fire, one of the biggest and best-run kink events on the east coast.

“Yeah. I think you’d like it.” Continue reading →