

This is not the same as in a real strip club. The woman and the men who watch are essentially slabs of meat. The Condor Club, San Francisco’s original “gentlemen’s club,” is dubbed over the real-life Academy of Art University.īy silencing the dancers, this experience objectifies men as well as women. Gold Club SF VR begins on Howard Street, outside the club, where it is forever night, an alternative universe of seedy hangouts. The dancers are generally restricted to topless acts. It serves alcohol and so, by California law, is prohibited from some of the excesses of places like Mitchell Bros. The Gold Club, upon which the VR simulation was based, is a gentleman’s club in San Francisco. Gold Club SF VR VRClubz A barren wonderland My perspective is not one of someone who does not understand what goes on inside a strip club. I share these recollections because I want to make it clear that I am no prude. Sometimes we’d split up and worked solo, lifting a leg beside a window to fondle or even fuck ourselves with dildos. Equipped with a variety of toys to spark imaginations, including a decent sized strap-on, we would then circulate the room to allow the men to dictate whatever “cruelties” they would like to see imposed upon me. My most consistent partner in the rooms would bring me into the Ultra Room on a dog leash, cuff my hands up in the restraints provided in the middle of the room, and lash me with a cat-o’-nine tails style whip. The bigger the tip, the more salacious the performance. They’d slide tips through slots beneath the windows. The men could only see our performances through windows. The third room, called The Ultra Room, was a bondage and dominance-themed room.


The men were not allowed to touch us, but we were always equipped with toys to make things a little more interesting if a request was made and accompanied by a large enough tip to entice us. Two dancers would perform a brief “love act,” and then circle the room to perform such acts at closer inspection for any man or men willing to pay us enough to do so. The second was called the Copenhagen Room where men would sit on couches along the walls. “I share these recollections because I want to make it clear that I am no prude.” Sometimes they’d want us to gyrate around and other times they might just like to talk. The time we spent on their laps was directly proportionate to how much they tipped us. The takers would offer tips of various sizes. In between our performances, we would circulate the audience in lingerie seeking candidates for lap dances. In a room called New York Live, we would take turns dancing on stage. There were three rooms I worked at Mitchell Bros. Gold Club SF VR VRClubz Working at a strip club Gold Club SF VR goes farther than the actual Gold Club, and certainly qualifies as pornography. The O’Farrell does not serve alcohol, so there were few limits -apart from actual prostitution - to the adult entertainment offered. It reminded me only slightly of my own experiences as a stripper. Players enter the club and pay money to watch video-captured women dance, undress, and perform sexual acts against a virtual backdrop of a strip joint. It’s due out later this year on VR platforms like Oculus Rift. It's a recreation of San Francisco's Gold Club, where women offer topless dances. But I was curious to find out how this dynamic works in virtual reality.Ĭan a simulated, non-tactile experience re-create something as complicated as a human, quasi-sexual interaction, one that is personal in many ways to both the performer and to the customer? And what does this say about us and about transaction relationships in virtual worlds?įirst, a word about Gold Club SF VR. I know about the men who visit strip clubs and the sometimes complex reasons why they do so. Here’s why: In the late 1980s, I was a stripper at the Mitchell Bros. Though I know nothing about virtual reality, I was recently asked by Polygon to review a virtual reality strip club. Warning: This article deals with explicit sexual issues.
