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| Hmmm. In all fairness, I find a lot of the aspects of BDSM... if not offputting then deeply unattractive. Polyamorous types where the women all have square jaws and the men look like something from a 1970s naturist calendar. Scowling goff dudes with pointed goatee beards stunting like they're Anton LaVey reincarnated when they're actually a 35-year-old IT technician chickenhawking a morbidly obese 19-year-old girl. People who don't automatically associate the word "munch" with oversalted maize-based crisp snacks. Insane Clown Posse fans. But but but. a) OK, fine, Secretary and The Night Porter get me hot, and I feel that's the way Things Should Be Done. Professionals behind doors. b) Hypnosis. Hypnosis is a good thing, why spend three hours bounding someone to the wall with intricate knots invented by Japanese cattle herders when instead you can just click your fingers and drop them into exactly the same state of servitude and mindlessness? So that's why I'm here, I'm fed up of using normal avenues of socialising and opportunistically dropping "So I once wrote an article and my subject taught me that hypnotic trance is possible over instant messenger" into the conversation. That shit is played out. Let us do things up front instead here.
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