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Metro
09-07-2025
- Entertainment
- Metro
UK company launches £5,000 sex cruise — these are the rules passengers must follow
Sex parties are coming to an ocean near you. Killing Kittens, the kink-positive event company, is launching a very naughty cruise promising a pretty pleasurable holiday for couples and singles alike. At a glance you might mistake it for a luxury all-inclusive trip, with the itinerary departing from Barcelona to Monte Carlo, before journeying on to Florence and Portofino. But the cruise is certainly one-of-a-kind, hosting a heady timetable of Killing Kittens events, including its popular White Party, a masked ball, the Kreatures of the Night primal soiree, the latex themed Dominion, and Hedonism, the longest-running Killing Kittens event. But just because you can let loose in one of the 'play rooms', it doesn't mean you can get lawless at sea. In fact, the Killing Kittens cruise has some very strict rules… The three core values If you're lucky enough to get a cabin on board, you must comply with the three core values of Killing Kittens: privacy, confidentiality and discretion. This means you cannot reveal the identity of anyone else at the sex parties on board, and you mustn't harass, abuse or harm anyone (a given, we'd hope). Sign up to The Hook-Up, Metro's sex and dating newsletter Love reading juicy stories like this? Need some tips for how to spice things up in the bedroom? Sign up to The Hook-Up and we'll slide into your inbox every week with all the latest sex and dating stories from Metro. We can't wait for you to join us! You also can't misrepresent your relationships with anyone, past or present – honesty is key, so if your wife is onboard, don't pretend she isn't. No solo men in playrooms Killing Kittens was born out of a desire to celebrate female pleasure, and therefore the safety of women, trans and non-binary individuals is paramount. That's why founder Emma Sayle's golden rule is 'no solo men in playrooms'. In fact, single men won't be going on this cruise at all – it's for solo women or women and their partners only. She tells Metro: 'Obviously it's consent, consent, consent, and everything is based on respect and being a decent human being.' You'll need to sign consent and attendance forms too once onboard. Unlike Killing Kittens parties hosted on land, you won't actually need to be a member to go – you just need to abide by the club rules. Dress codes Going on a sex cruise doesn't just mean you can get your t*ts and bits out – it's a much classier affair. Up Next In fact, Emma says there are specific clothing optional areas on board if you wish to bare all. That's not all, when it comes to party events, you'll need to come prepared. 'You'll need to adhere to the dress code depending on the theme of the night,' Emma explains. First timers If you've never been to a Killing Kittens party before, you'll want to join the pre-event chat nearer the time, so you can chat to people are get the general vibe of your spicy holiday. Don't sweat though, because there's also a mix and mingle the night before you set sail, to meet fellow cruisers. 'The White party is self explanatory – it's all white; the masked ball is black tie and ball gowns with masks; kreatures of the night is woodland, goddesses, nymphs – a chance to play real dress up. 'Hedonism is beach club wear in the day, and in the night Dominion is latex and leather.' So, you'll need quite the collection of outfits if you're to fully embrace the erotic themes, but don't fret because there's also mask and headdress making stations on board. The devil is in the details If you feel like this is right up your street then here's a little more info on the cruise itself, which sets sail on June 9, 2026. More Trending Europe's 'chocolate capital' is only a £33 bus ride from the UK Travel 2 days ago By Lillie-Rose Lenga-Kroma 'Gibraltar of the North': The overlooked European destination with free public transport 'Under the radar': The Italian city with £25 flights and ferry links to Greece 'Peace and quiet': The Spanish city with £18 flights and hardly any tourists It's a six-night extravaganza but fair warning it doesn't come cheap with prices starting from around the £5,000 mark – and that's for an interior room. Of course, it's an all inclusive, so you won't need to pay for any food or drink while you're there, and many of the experiences (outside the parties) are included too, although some will incur an additional fee. This includes cooking classes, wine and whiskey tastings, sunrise yoga and morning run club, sex workshops on relationships, self-expression and sensory play, and even a filthy quiz night. A particular highlight for swinging couples could be the couples speed dating. Do you have a story to share? Get in touch by emailing MetroLifestyleTeam@ MORE: 'The Bali of Europe': This quiet destination has £42 flights and over 300 days of sunshine MORE: Center Parcs reveals new pictures of £400,000,000 UK holiday village and it's 'stunning at every turn' MORE: Fact check: Could a new European sleeper train be as cheap as a budget airline flight? The Getaway Fuel your wanderlust with our curated newsletter of travel deals, guides and inspiration. Email I agree to receive newsletters from Metro Sign Up This site is protected by reCAPTCHA and the Google Privacy Policy and Terms of Service apply. Your information will be used in line with our Privacy Policy
Metro
09-07-2025
- Entertainment
- Metro
UK company launches £5,000 sex cruise — here are the rules guests must follow
Sex parties are coming to an ocean near you. Killing Kittens, the kink-positive event company, is launching a very naughty cruise promising a pretty pleasurable holiday for couples and singles alike. At a glance you might mistake it for a luxury all-inclusive trip, with the itinerary departing from Barcelona to Monte Carlo, before journeying on to Florence and Portofino. But the cruise is certainly one-of-a-kind, hosting a heady timetable of Killing Kittens events, including its popular White Party, a masked ball, the Kreatures of the Night primal soiree, the latex themed Dominion, and Hedonism, the longest-running Killing Kittens event. But just because you can let loose in one of the 'play rooms', it doesn't mean you can get lawless at sea. In fact, the Killing Kittens cruise has some very strict rules… If you're lucky enough to get a cabin on board, you must comply with the three core values of Killing Kittens: privacy, confidentiality and discretion. This means you cannot reveal the identity of anyone else at the sex parties on board, and you mustn't harass, abuse or harm anyone (a given, we'd hope). Love reading juicy stories like this? Need some tips for how to spice things up in the bedroom? Sign up to The Hook-Up and we'll slide into your inbox every week with all the latest sex and dating stories from Metro. We can't wait for you to join us! You also can't misrepresent your relationships with anyone, past or present – honesty is key, so if your wife is onboard, don't pretend she isn't. Killing Kittens was born out of a desire to celebrate female pleasure, and therefore the safety of women, trans and non-binary individuals is paramount. That's why founder Emma Sayle's golden rule is 'no solo men in playrooms'. In fact, single men won't be going on this cruise at all – it's for solo women or women and their partners only. She tells Metro: 'Obviously it's consent, consent, consent, and everything is based on respect and being a decent human being.' You'll need to sign consent and attendance forms too once onboard. Unlike Killing Kittens parties hosted on land, you won't actually need to be a member to go – you just need to abide by the club rules. Going on a sex cruise doesn't just mean you can get your t*ts and bits out – it's a much classier affair. To view this video please enable JavaScript, and consider upgrading to a web browser that supports HTML5 video In fact, Emma says there are specific clothing optional areas on board if you wish to bare all. That's not all, when it comes to party events, you'll need to come prepared. 'You'll need to adhere to the dress code depending on the theme of the night,' Emma explains. If you've never been to a Killing Kittens party before, you'll want to join the pre-event chat nearer the time, so you can chat to people are get the general vibe of your spicy holiday. Don't sweat though, because there's also a mix and mingle the night before you set sail, to meet fellow cruisers. 'The White party is self explanatory – it's all white; the masked ball is black tie and ball gowns with masks; kreatures of the night is woodland, goddesses, nymphs – a chance to play real dress up. 'Hedonism is beach club wear in the day, and in the night Dominion is latex and leather.' So, you'll need quite the collection of outfits if you're to fully embrace the erotic themes, but don't fret because there's also mask and headdress making stations on board. If you feel like this is right up your street then here's a little more info on the cruise itself, which sets sail on June 9, 2026. More Trending It's a six-night extravaganza but fair warning it doesn't come cheap with prices starting from around the £5,000 mark – and that's for an interior room. Of course, it's an all inclusive, so you won't need to pay for any food or drink while you're there, and many of the experiences (outside the parties) are included too, although some will incur an additional fee. This includes cooking classes, wine and whiskey tastings, sunrise yoga and morning run club, sex workshops on relationships, self-expression and sensory play, and even a filthy quiz night. A particular highlight for swinging couples could be the couples speed dating. Do you have a story to share? Get in touch by emailing MetroLifestyleTeam@ MORE: 'The Bali of Europe': This quiet destination has £42 flights and over 300 days of sunshine MORE: Center Parcs reveals new pictures of £400,000,000 UK holiday village and it's 'stunning at every turn' MORE: Fact check: Could a new European sleeper train be as cheap as a budget airline flight?
Daily Mail
25-06-2025
- Entertainment
- Daily Mail
EDEN CONFIDENTIAL: Kate's old pal who runs sex firm ‘bullied' over PTA role
They're both happily married women with three young children, who both attended £58,290-a-year Downe House before bonding in early adulthood while training for The Sisterhood – an all-female crew which rowed a dragon boat across the Channel in record time. But whereas today the Princess of Wales is assured of adoring glances from fellow parents at any school which her children may attend, Emma Sayle inspires rather less adulatory emotions – as the 47-year-old has candidly acknowledged. Indeed, Emma declares that these days she's subjected to 'bullying' by those who are affronted by the fact that she combines running a company which boasts of 'leading the sex club scene' with chairing the parent teacher association at her children's primary school. 'I was roped in during lockdown,' says Emma, adding that it was a 'drunken decision'. 'I thought, 'They're never going to let me – it's a Church of England primary school' and 'I'll last a year'.' In fact, Emma has notched up five years – but not without controversy. Last week she told the podcast On A Mission that 'only yesterday in the hairdresser's' she was berated by a fellow parent. 'She was saying, 'This group of Year Six mums are up in arms about you being the chair of the PTA. You should never [have been] allowed and they can't believe you've been allowed to be for this long, because it's a Church of England school'.' Emma categorises this as 'proper bullying' – but adds that she has learned to laugh about it. Perhaps she should invite fellow parents to subscribe to one of her company Killing Kittens' online workshops – 'Tantric Massage', perhaps, or 'The Art of Spanking?' Bride-to-be stage star's boozy hen She's starred in hit West End musicals including Mamma Mia!, Dirty Dancing and Mean Girls, but Georgina Castle's hen do involved even more drama. The daughter of former tennis ace Andrew Castle could be seen swigging from a bottle on the Greek island of Mykonos before stripping off and jumping in the swimming pool naked with two pals. 'We're having a London wedding in September, which is why I wanted my sun fix for my hen do,' she tells me. Georgina, 32, is due to exchange vows with fellow actor Simon Lipkin, 39, who's currently starring as Fagin in hit show Oliver! The Musical at London's Gielgud Theatre. Making conversation at a dinner hosted by How To Look Good Naked's Gok Wan sounds challenging. 'Throwing a dinner party is up there in my top three [favourite] things in life,' gushes the presenter, 50. 'I genuinely adore it. Mine are extravagant. The table-dress has to be perfect. What type of crockery shall I use? How am I going to take [guests] on a food journey? I'll even have a list of things I want us all to talk about. It's so controlling!' This is not a shaggy dog story, but comedian Jack Dee claims his long-haired Chihuahua, Dolly, knows how to use the TV remote control to find her favourite programmes. 'You'll probably think I'm making this up, but we left Dolly to go out for an hour or two. Left her on the sofa with the telly on. We always find something nice and calm for her to watch – that was on BBC2. When we came back she was watching Dogs Behaving (Very) Badly on Channel 5. And she had the remote next to her. She obviously got her little paws on it. She'd been watching us change channels.' Folk rock star Richard Thompson was the guitarist of Fairport Convention. Now his wife, fellow musician Zara Phillips, hopes to strike a chord with MPs over a historic injustice. She will lead the Forced Adoption Apology Protest in Westminster on July 16 and wants the Government to say sorry to mothers such as hers who had to give up babies between the 1940s and 1980s. 'Their only crime was that they weren't married,' she tells me. Sting's wife can't stand losing tug of war Rock star Sting once boasted about his energetic love life, claiming it involved seven-hour tantric sex sessions. And, at the age of 73, it seems The Police singer still has pulling power, as he proved in a tug-of-war contest with his wife, Trudie Styler, 71, at a summer fete in Wiltshire. Sting, whose real name is Gordon Sumner, was on the winning team. 'Team Sumner 1, Team Styler 0,' says Trudie, who shared a video of the action online. 'We were robbed. Until next time.' Marco Pierre White once kicked 54 people out of his restaurant in one night – and made Gordon Ramsay cry. But things can get even more heated in The River Cafe's kitchen. Lady (Ruthie) Rogers, 76, who owns the fashionable west London eatery, reveals: 'I once had to fire somebody. He behaved so badly, he actually harmed somebody.' Speaking on her podcast, Ruthie's Table 4, she adds: 'He's a great guy, but he had a breakdown. I called him up the next morning and said, 'You gotta come and see me'. I sat down and said, 'What you did last night was crazy. What would you do if you were me?' He said, 'I'd fire me.' I said, 'OK, you're fired,' and that was it.'
Daily Mail
11-05-2025
- Entertainment
- Daily Mail
Who REALLY goes to sex parties? I went to an exclusive event in the sleepy British countryside with erotic dancers and a BDSM room - and was shocked at who I met
My eyes darted around and my palms began to sweat when friends asked me how I was spending the bank holiday weekend. 'Oh, not much,' I replied unconvincingly. The reality? I was off to my first ever sex party. I wasn't able to keep the truth to myself for long and soon blurted it out, much to the surprise of my loved ones whose mouths dropped open at the prospect. Then came the questions - people wanted to know where the risqué event would be held, who would be there and how one goes about bagging a ticket (purely out of interest, of course). But I had to let them down as I explained it was a members-only event - and the location was top secret. Run by Killing Kittens, a London-based sex party firm founded by Emma Sayle in 2005 in response to a growing demand for such events among young, single women, the event ensures female sexual pleasure is front and centre of its events, in a policy called 'kittens first'. While those who do not identify as a women are welcome to any of the events, Killing Kittens' membership is reserved for women, trans and non binary individuals. Amid the debauchery of its exclusive sex parties, it's only women who make the first move. FEMAIL reporter Poppy Atkinson-Gibson (pictured) donned her glad rags and a Venetian mask to visit her first ever sex party, courtesy of Killing Kittens When people found out I was off to a sex party they were shocked - but this is what really happens inside the exclusive private members sex club Killing Kittens Single men aren't allowed to attend and are only let in if they're in a couple with a woman. Think Bumble but with fewer clothes - and maybe some added BDSM. To apply for tickets, you must be a member of the 'Kittens Association', to which you are accepted following a vetting process. Once membership has been verified, you can buy tickets to various events held regularly at secret locations across the UK and Europe. But I was lucky enough to be offered a ticket, worth £200, without being a member - and so packed my bags and boarded a train to the top secret location in sleepy Berkshire. I rocked up at my hotel on Saturday, just a stone's throw from the secret location I would be arriving at later, and nervously checked myself in. I dumped my bags and headed to the bar where I ordered myself some liquid courage and something to eat. As I sat down I kept my eyes peeled for any sign that others around me might be attending the very same event later on but it was difficult to tell - everyone looked totally unassuming. The black tie masked ball took place in a secret location in Berkshire and included flowing drinks, aphrodisiac snacks and four upstairs playrooms complete with free condoms and BDSM gear The hotel contained all manner of guests, from hen parties to golfing buddies and even the odd middle-aged couple enjoying a few nights away from the children. After hastily gobbling down my dinner I went back to my room and got changed in to my black tie attire - a long sequined dress, silver heels, clutch and the compulsory Venetian mask before heading back to the bar where a crowd has already gathered, sipping on prosecco and G&Ts. It was easy to spot who would be attending this glitzy event later - I just had to keep an eye out for bow ties and sparkly dresses. As I made my way over, a woman in a sheer lace dress that showed off her underwear waved me over and asked me whether I was new here. My wide eyes clearly gave away my ingenue status; so she took me by the hand and started chatting away as though we were old friends who had bumped in to each other at the supermarket. 'How are you feeling?,' she asked, to which I replied I wasn't sure what to expect. The woman laughed and explained it was just a party and everyone comes because they want to have a good time and explore their sexuality. Killing Kittens was founded in 2005 by Emma Sayle (pictured) in response to a growing demand for adult parties for young, independent and single women 'There's not pressure to do anything, come, have a dance, meet some new people over a drink and see how you feel,' she said. 'The playrooms are upstairs and I know some people who don't fancy exploring them and just stick to the downstairs area - it's really normal.' She also revealed she was a regular attendee at Killing Kittens events - and insisted the experience only improves the more frequently you go. 'I know people now and it's nice to catch up with them,' she said. I couldn't help but wonder if it might be just as nice to catch up with friends over a coffee while fully clothed - nonetheless, it was difficult to deny this was an extremely friendly and welcoming bunch who greeted each other with kisses on cheeks and warm embraces. The woman explained she often thinks in advance about the people she wants to 'explore' with at certain events and then discusses logistics with them before the parties. She then asked me if I was on 'the apps', and explained that Killing Kittens runs an online forum members can use to chat to other members ahead of events. There are singles and couples rooms as well as over-40s threads where people can get flirty over message and share their kinks or explore potential sexual partners before the KK parties get underway. Other attendees told me they had come away on a girls weekend. The group of three comprised of two new singletons and one married woman - all of whom were mothers and had met via their children's primary school. Pushing their boundaries and taking a break from the humdrum of the sleepy village with the communal green and summer fetes, the trio had come dressed to the nines and ready for a good time. Before I knew it, the women were encouraging me to finish my drink and the crowd left in a cloud of excited energy. I arrived at a sumptuous Victorian mansion complete with gravel drive and looming front door, greeted by a chivalrous doorman who helped me out of the car and informed me I was a little early. To apply you have to join the 'Kittens Association' and after a vetting process, can buy tickets to various exclusive events held at secret locations across the UK and Europe He showed me to a parlor room where I waited along with the other early birds who lounged on plush sofas, masks on and a glass of complimentary prosecco in hand. Embracing an unofficial dress code of 'less is more', some of the attendees opted for racy outfits including garments like harnesses, garters and lingerie. When the clock struck 8.30pm, I was ushered into the main hall where seductive music played, every available surface was lined with flickering candles and red lighting cast the historic manner in a warm glow. I wandered through the downstairs rooms where a beautiful woman gave a guest a lap dance in a large cage on a podium, stripping down to a tiny set of underwear. Another dripped candle wax over her naked breasts as couples looked on, holding hands and nuzzling in to each other. Next to the sprawling bar a pole dancer twirled and a resident dominatrix encouraged the crowd to follow her around to watch the erotic acts. A waiter offered me a freshly shucked oyster and my choice of topping: lemon, Tabasco or red onion and informed me cheekily it would help me 'get in the mood for later'. Boxes of luxury dark chocolate infused with 'aphrodisiac' ingredients were scattered on high tables around the bar, which were served with prompts asking guests about their sexual preferences. As I was flicking through the prompts and nibbling on a square of delicious rose gold chocolate, a couple came over and asked if they could sit down. Expecting a potential chat up line I braced my ego, only to have to have it severely punctured when the woman explained her feet were already hurting her and she couldn't wait to take her shoes off. We quickly got chatting and the anonymous couple, faces hidden behind lacy Venetian masks, revealed how they had first got into sex parties. At a sumptuous Victorian mansion barely clothed dancers wandering around in harnesses and garters while couples in Venetian masks sipped cocktails at the bar and ate oysters The woman said that she had met her now fiancée while at work but they had held off dating until she left the business. The couple, who have been together for three years and had got engaged in Mauritius earlier this year, said they had always been interested in the idea of going to a sex party but it took a little while for them to dive in to it. 'We probably first thought about it after a year or so together and then it was just about finding the right one and we liked KK because it's so extravagant.' But they also revealed it hadn't been plain sailing. The man revealed they'd had a bumpy start in exploring the world of sex parties with mismatched experiences. Whereas he'd loved the first party they attended while she hated it, the second event they attended saw each experience the opposite. He further explained sex parties are 'overwhelming' for people who are new to the scene, and feelings of jealousy often creep in. However the stunning couple had clearly moved past any discomfort because they now credit Killing Kittens events with helping to spice up their sex lives. With that, they drifted off to watch an exotic dancer strip tease on a podium. Entranced by the erotic dancers and sultry music, I'd lost track of time - but when I saw a woman wandering around the dancefloor completely topless, I realised the PG hours of the evening had promptly wrapped up. Looking around, I realised the crowds had dissipated and masks had been ripped off and before I knew it I was entangled in a snaking queue for the cloakroom - where couples stood patiently in line in nothing but their underwear. Women were wearing fuchsia pink crotchless panties, black one pieces, garters and stockings, tiny thongs and nipple pasties. Unfortunately the men failed to bring similar glamour; many standing around in boring boxer pants and patterned socks, donning their shirts undone after taking off their bow ties. As the queue went down I realised they were trading in their suits and dresses for large sports bags full of new costumes and toys. One man leaned in to me and joked it was easy to pick out a first timer - I had no bag. He added that the best way to prepare was to bring a separate bag full of fresh underwear, toys, whips or paddles and anything else you like and that way you can carry it from room to room. With that he gave me a wink and wandered off up the grand staircase - and I bashfully looked away after noticing he showed signs he was very much ready for a night of passion. I reversed, gulped the last dregs of my drink and decided it was time to explore upstairs. As I ascended to the playrooms (secret spaces upstairs where couples and individuals can sexually explore themselves and each other) I weaved between people slowly stripping off, letting their hands wander and pulling potential conquests along by their ties. When I got to the top a huge sign explained the rules: no men allowed in the playrooms on their own, consent is key and a KK ticket is not blanket consent to everything. If you feel unsafe or unsure staff are on hand and identifiable by their glowing red armbands. One couple, who had been together for three years said going to Killing Kittens kept the spark alive in their relationship but they'd struggled with feeling jealous initially On the landings, people walked around naked without a care in the world, dipping in and out of the four different rooms. The largest room contained three huge beds draped in black bedsheets and covered in writhing naked bodies. Couples having sex quickly gave way to groups of six or more climbing on top of each other. Underneath the thumping music I could hear exaggerated moans from participants, punctuated by slaps (and of course, polite requests for consent). The politeness cut through the silhouettes of people bent over pommel horses or being spanked by strangers and a snippets of 'may I touch your breasts?', 'can I remove your panties?', 'mind if I join in?' Safe sex is a priority at Killing Kittens events, and a bowl of condoms was available for all participants. Attendees also have to complete an STI test before they check into events. After seeing more than I'd bargained for in the master room, I continued exploring elsewhere and found a lair containing items that made me blush - a BDSM chamber. A couple were making full use of the props available as a young woman was strapped into a sex swing while a man wearing a leather harness pleasured her. On the opposite wall a man stood spread-eagled and tied to four corners of a large X while he was spanked by a woman in towering stilettoes and nothing else. Groups writhed on the beds in the centre of the room and I made eye contact with a man in tight leather zip-up vest and matching budgie smugglers who made his way over to me and leaned in for a kiss - which I politely declined. As I left the room a woman asked me if I'd seen her underwear to which I confessed I hadn't. 'Always wrap your knickers around your wrist - that's my advice,' as she rolled her eyes and continued scrabbling on the floor. Throngs of sexually charged couples moved through the rooms fluidly, dipping in and out of different areas depending on their mood, the music, and the toys on offer. At 10.30pm masks were ripped off and couples ran upstairs to make the most of the playrooms (darkened rooms for members to enjoy exploring each other sexually) The beds were full and the walls were dotted with women performing their own impromptu erotic dancers or couples canoodling in darker corners. One man simply followed his partner around, lightly slapping her bottom, enraptured by her sultry walk. Downstairs was a much more PG affair with fully-clothed pairs elegantly sipping on their drinks as they stretched out on sofas and in chairs, soaking up the ambience. One couple began to get hot and heavy in a conservatory but were told discreetly to move upstairs if they wanted to 'indulge themselves'. With a knowing look, they shuffled past me and obliged. Breathlessly, a couple I'd briefly chatted to earlier bounded up to me - he in his boxers, strutting confidently and muttering about needing a quick vape break and she dressed in nothing but a black sheer body suit with a blazer lazily slung over her shoulders. She asked me how I'd found my evening with a twinkle in her eye and I replied it had been extravagant and fun. She then informed me this was nothing - when she'd attended a previous party, a husband had got so drunk he's been escorted out, much to the chagrin of his wife who had just started getting off with a woman she'd had her eye on for some time. As the husband, a tall, lean Irishman thrust his crotch at me I glanced at my phone - my Uber was almost here. 'You're staying at the same hotel as us aren't you?' they asked. 'There's a fantastic steam room there you know, we tried it out last you had time to use it?' When I shook my head, the man continued to ask if I might be interested in exploring said steam room with them in a ménage à trois - something his wife was equally keen on. With my check-out at 11am and a train back to the Big Smoke already booked I politely declined - but he was not to be dissuaded. 'Extend your checkout - it's not much extra and we can have a quick session in the morning'. Thankfully I didn't need to think of another excuse because at that moment, my car had arrived. I waved and clumsily shouted behind me that it would be lovely to have a debrief over a continental spread tomorrow if they were around, before being whisked away back to the hotel. Sitting down for breakfast in the hotel, I noticed several of my fellow diners were fellow Killing Kittens attendees and, as they walked into the restaurant fully clothed, I struggled to shake images of them in lacy lingerie and strappy leather harnesses as they swapped partners and took part in racy activities just hours earlier. But here they were deciding between fried or scrambled eggs at breakfast and attempting to toast bread on those frustrating conveyor toasters found only in hotels. The lady who had first welcomed me at the party the night before shuffled over and asked how my night had been. Telling me that she hoped to see me again soon, she reached past me for a croissant and went on with her life, leaving no hint to the outside world that, for a few nights of the year, she transforms into a hedonistic thrill seeker boldly exploring her sexuality.
