Here’s a snippet of beautiful bloggery from Sir Claire Black on being suspended by hooks and ropes at the Sacred Pleasures Cabaret:

“…As the bass dropped so did my light pagan spirituality. I was dark, dirty, sexual, and wanting to play. The fuzzy golden lights that had bathed the room changed to spotlights focussing on me. I was the seductress who could do anything, have anyone, euphoric and earthy, base energy swinging freely. I was the goddess that everybody worshipped and I wanted to push this body’s limits. I asked P to push me, swing me around, I was flying. The small performer corner of my brain reminded me that the frame was creaking and I should not go any higher, but the seductress wanted blood and sensation…”

For more, including photos of the performance, click here.