TORTURE GARDEN is something of a “household name” when it comes to World Famous Fetish Clubs. Starting in London more than 30 years ago, Torture Garden, or “TG,” has held events in numerous countries around the world. I attended my very first TG event way back when I was first becoming a part of the Public Fetish Scene over in Europe, and so it was an absolute honor to perform at Torture Garden San Francisco on the upstairs Main Stage.
Slave Daphne and I had previously performed what has now become one of our fan-favorite shows, nicknamed “The Rose Show.” For the Torture Garden event however, we decided to raise the game and so we turned our simple “Rose Show” into an entire, miniature play which we called “The Dance of Thorns.”
We begin our Fetish Fairytale in the castle of a princess on a very pervy planet…
A rather kinky princess has just received White Roses from yet another suitor. Dismayed by how vanilla her suitors and their White Roses tend to be, yet understanding that she must pick someone eventually, she sits to pluck the petals from the roses as she recites “loves me / loves me not.”
Meanwhile a particularly roguish prince from an equally lustful land sneaks into her private chamber and surprises her with Red Roses. At first the princess rejects the roguish prince and his Red Roses, as they are far too passionate a color! But the prince persists as he knows beyond a doubt that he is the perfect match for the princess. He wants no other. The princess decides that she likes the prince and weighs out her options, finally asking him why she should choose him.
A small pas-de-deus ensues, and the princess quickly falls for the prince’s charm. Their passion grows, and he asks permission to undress her to which she consents. Lo and behold, our kinky princess has secretly been wearing a rope harness beneath her gown!
The prince knows what he has to do to win his princess. He invites the princess over to the St Andrews Cross she keeps in her private chamber, to which she eagerly agrees. After tying her to the St Andrews with scarves, he takes all the roses and weaves them into the ropes of her body harness. He grabs a rose-shaped riding crop, some fur, and light play ensues… and then the prince produces a flogger tipped with Leather Roses. Knowing where this is going, the princess enthusiastically agrees!
With loving impact, the prince flogs all the roses upon the princess’ back, making the real rose petals explode across the room. Each impact presses the tiny bite of the many thorns into the princess’ wildly aroused flesh. The princess, in ecstasy, no longer has any doubt who she is going to choose. When the Prince unties her from the St Andrews Cross, she throws away the White Rose and accepts the prince’s Red Rose. The two live happily ever after in Romantic BDSM Bliss.