The reader might remember that I mentioned something about digging up a few posts of mine from the past in other forums.
You know, many years ago in a galaxy far away kind of stuff.
Someone had used the following scenario to ask her question:
"You've been talking with this extremely polite Dom for while now, exchanged emails, gotten to know each other through IM's. You feel pretty comfortable that You are chatting with a nice Guy, a potential Master, someone who seems to be trustworthy and straightforth.. You never exchange phone calls .. but photos are exchanged.
First meeting scenario...
A motel room is reserved ..
.. she arrives at the motel ..
...picks the key up ..
...goes to the room..
There's a blindfold there
..waiting actually where she was told it would be
..she takes the blindfold from the back of the chair
..places it snugly over her eyes ..
..and waits for Him to arrive
Totally helpless as to what may happen next ..
Would You, met a Potential Master, whom you have been very comfortable exploring online with, in a blind faith meeting such as this? With no safe calls in place?"
My reply was as follows:
Warning: Long and edgy.
Do not take this as encouragement to do this (Don't try this at home kids) but I have done something similar.
Some differences:
We had not even exchanged photos but had exchanged personal details including names and phones and place of employment.
She was a foreigner staying here in Israel at a Jerusalem hotel. I offered her alternative public situations for a first meet but we both had had this fantasy/desire for a long time.
Since we were in the middle of a nasty wave of terrorism (yeah, what else is new) here in Israel, and terrorists had actually used an internet ploy to kidnap and murder a teenage boy, and since the hotel was in Jerusalem not far from Arab areas, I found that even the Dom in this situation can have real security worries.
She had been told to blindfold herself (she had to improvise since that was one item she didn't have) and await me standing nude in the corner most obvious to me as I entered the room.
She was to leave a key for me at the desk.
Ideally, I would have had her wait for an hour or so this way, but for her security I waited till I was in the hotel and holding the key before calling her and telling her to assume the position. I gave her a couple of minutes to get ready and think about it but waited in sight of her door, again for her protection.
I entered the room, saw her but first proceeded to check out the room for my own security, then secured the door and got down to business.
I hadn't ordered her to do anything about refreshment so I had brought some things. I was pleased to see she had prepared fruits cheeses and cold drinks in ice in the sink.
I replaced her makeshift blindfold with one of mine (she had been told to keep her eyes closed under the blindfold at all times).
She had, as ordered, laid out all of her equipment and I proceeded to empty the contents of my bag and arrange them. I already had a list of her equipment, but since I was unsure of the quality, I brought some backups.
I put leather cuffs on her arms and legs and proceeded to chain her in a less comfortable position. I was constrained by an arm problem she had (yes, I had of course checked with her her health status beforehand). Attaching her to the metal grate of the balcony I then proceeded to undress and shower. Before getting in the water I checked her and saw she was not in the right posture so I corrected her with my hands.
I won't describe the whole scene (which was delightful) but it was a long while before I spoke and she had ample time to wonder about who (and who else) might be there. The blindfold was removed at what I felt to be the most appropriate time.
Aside from enjoying the remembrance of a lovely fantasy- fulfilling scene, what am I conveying here?
First, I don't like the term SSC - nothing is safe, certainly not BDSM, and sane - well, who decides? Even consent is sometimes problematic. I go by RACK (risk aware consensual kink).
My sub here is a very bright and sensible girl who chose to do something extremely high risk based on her limited knowledge of me. The fact that she was right does not mean that it wasn't very dangerous (and probably not safe or sane by most people's definition). She knows how crazy it was and probably would never admit to having done this.
Lots of activity is risky, like mountain climbing. But a mountain climber is going to be a lot less likely to delude himself about his mountain than a sub is about her potential Dom. Maybe my partner here was very perceptive and truly understood who I was, or maybe she was just lucky to find me and not some sociopath with a great facade.
We discussed the risk and ways to reduce it without ruining the scene. At one point I offered to let her talk with a former slave of mine but I later retracted, deciding that if she elected that route, I wanted it to be based on me alone. I had waited about twenty years to realize this fantasy and wanted it to be perfect or not at all.
Since we had not even exchanged photos, she was worried I would not find her attractive (she was very pretty and exceeded my expectations based on her description). I told her that in that unlikely event, we would adjourn, get dressed and go down to that cafe and just chat, since we obviously enjoyed talking to each other over the phone.
Anyway, should you do something like this? Almost certainly not.
In addition to general life threatening danger, you also risk injury if the guy is not as good as he thinks he is. Besides, while phone numbers and calls are also insufficient, the absence of them gives easier access to total lies and unreal fantasies of IMs.
Even I wouldn't do it just on the basis of IMs and photos.
Let's face it, even after public first meetings and such, one still runs into many phonies. Just browse the forums here for tales of secretly married, and those who can talk the talk, but can't walk the walk.
ושוב, ספרתי משהו אישי שקרה והתאים לי ולה בהתחשב עם כל הנסיבות. אין כאן המלצה לנהוג בצורה דומה, נהפוך הוא.
לפני 19 שנים. 10 באוקטובר 2005 בשעה 5:27