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D/s or BDSM or whatever you want to call it is many things to many people.  We all have an idea what we want.  To someone else look like one thing but for you it's completely different because of your motivations and your experience.  Some dabble on the edges while other wander deep into the forest of BDSM.  I do scenes with first time newbies up to very intense scenes for the very experienced.  I am safe, I have my own dungeon, and have done demos all over the world.

If you are a newbie you shouldn't fear me. I have never injured a person nor had them feel as though a limit was exceeded or a safeword ignored.  If you want to experiment and try new stuff, great, I love that.  I want you to leave wishing you didn't have to leave. 

If you want intense no limits no safewords scenes that aren't even started until there are tears I can go there as well. 

If you want to do a light bondage scene or be a pt slave I am ok with that, if you want to be a a perm slave, well then we need to understand what you think slavery is.

What don't I do? cutting, unsafe, illegal, underage, females, and fisting.


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  PLEASE DO NOT SEND ONE LINE MESSAGES AND PLEASE READ THIS SHORTENED PROFILE BEFORE WRITING.  IT'S UNLIKELY THAT YOUR PROFILE WILL ADDRESS ALL THE ISSUES I MENTION HERE SO I MAY NOT WRITE TO YOU EVEN IF I LOOKED AT YOUR PROFILE EVEN IF WE MIGHT BE A GOOD FIT. IF YOU HAVE AN INTEREST OR THINK IT'S POSSIBLE WE COULD FIT IT WOULD BE A GOOD THOUGHT FOR YOU TO WRITE AND FIND OUT......  Because this site mangles punctuation and foreshortens some words I have tried to get around some of the issues as best I can. Please don't think we are illiterate and don't have good communications skills.  We suppose the best thing is to eliminate the majority of people on this site who don't fit with what we're seeking. That is not a judgement since not being right for us doesn't mean you're not right for many people here. We are seeking a slave or two who can be comfortable being owned by a fairly radically liberal Dominant man. We have cats and 2 Great Danes so pet allergies are a problem. We need to live with bdsm as the focus of our household so custodial children won't work. Even though  many people think I am younger than my years I am old and probably only going to be able to function as a Master for another 15 years or so. Once a family is established we will seek another dominant to be mentored and groomed to provide continuity for the family but there are no guarantees. Even so I still expect a one hundred percent buy in and c0mmitment. That literally means NOTHING held back, total honesty and devotion. Anyone afraid of hard work, total honesty or keeping a daily written journal won't work out long run.   I've been a live in slave owner most of my adult life but still have a lot to learn. If you need someone who has all the answers or can tell you exactly what you'll be doing in a year that's not me. My experience is each relationship is unique and takes on a life of it's own meaning as we each grow and evolve together our path will open…
Partial paraplegic here remember  And never had an enema before.   I imagine it as... Forced upon ne. Retrained in the tub..over a block.mouth taped. Legs suspened up ftom the ceiling by spreader bar. Anling me downwards . Hands tied  together and chained to the facet. Leash tied to grab bar connected to my collar. spanked hard.  Til start to cry and. submit He enjoys this Takes time penetrating me Pussy first...just cuz Then my ass. With fingers. Using plugs on me.  Testing it... Ill resist a bit. Yes...it stretches. Hurts... Spanked hard.. sumit again Cheeks spread..i grunt when tube is inserted. Told fluid will ve warm, but not hot,,,he will control its flow...as the fluid bag is tied to the shower curtain bar. I feel the trickle at first.. then more I squim. Grunt He shifts my hips..more upward. Slaps hard Now stay there. You need snother bag. You want it warm.. dont you? .slap!...dont you? I nod. Muffle sound f yes uder the tape Good girl...very good. He says..stroking my cheek.. then pinches abd twists my nipple Be back shortly.   And adusts the flow. He returns in a fes minutes. Bag is empty. Just in time he says.  And puts the new bag on...this will be warm again he warns.. He alllows my muffked groans, and squirns..as the water trickles in...then seens to gush Mmm...very nice my dear. He stands..watching me Suddenly.. he yanks the chain on the pullly...angling me more My hands pull snd tug His hand strokes my lower belly...sides   Mmm...i think one more bag will do it dear You hold slot..thats ok.... The solution i gave you..will clean out your lower colon and digestive tract.  Leaning down he whisoers.. all through the large intestines...into your smal.  Working its nagic to bresk down food. Debris...which will ALL come out of you when im done. As nany bags as it takes. Solution.. working its way in youre body. He kisses my cheek. You wont shit for a week. And...once …
Please do not lie to me!  If you lie you may get away with it for a short while but you will doom the relationship to fail in the long run. If you and I get to the point where I accept you into my service you will give all contact information like your real name, address, and phone number and we will communicate by phone and sometimes on video and we will work toward getting on a plane for real life visits.  If you can not do this, or if you dont want to do this, then do not write me and tell me that you want to serve.  I am tired of people telling me that they want to sweep my floor but they don't feel comfortable telling me their name!  Get real.I will train you in how to think and how to serve.  Training your thinking is detailed and involves defining words so that you and I mean the same thing when we speak.  It does not start out sexual at all.  It will be like school.  You will take notes and be tested.  But before we start that process you will provide the same kind of identifying information you would need to provide to a school about who you are.  It is not the first thing I ask, but I will ask for it eventually so don't start out telling lies.I can accept MANY things about you from your past.  When I say that I accept them it means that I accept that you have these things in your past.  It does not mean that you will be able to continue those things.  If you have made mistakes you can tell me, and we will decide how you should proceed from this point.  If you can be submitted and committed, then you can succeed.  If you want to say how things should be or how they will progess then you will fail.Do you still want to serve?If you do want to serve be sure to show me that you have read this journal article by summarizing this article, and any other journal articles, and summarizing my profile in your own words in your first letter to me.  This will show me that you have read my fu…
I’m an experienced Dominant with years in long-term, structured power exchange, drawn to Total Power Exchange as a lived, intentional dynamic rather than a scene or a phase. I’ve led sustained dynamics, learned what actually holds over time, and take responsibility seriously—for authority, for consent, and for the people who choose to serve. I value structure, clarity, and follow-through but I’m equally interested in the relie  submission offers: the freedom of no longer having to perform, negotiate, or carry the weight of decision-making. Authority here is calm and deliberate. It’s meant to be felt, not constantly explained. So let me ask you something:Do you want a place where you can finally put the mask down?Where being directed, corrected, or humbled feels safe ... and earned?Where attention and approval matter because they’re not automatic? If that lands, we’re probably speaking the same language. The Household I’m Building I’m interested in building a small, intentional household dynamic rooted in service, hierarchy, and long-term power exchange. Roles matter to me, not as costumes, but as ways of belonging. I’m drawn to submissives who find relief in having a place, a function, and expectations they can grow into. Some of the roles that consistently capture my attention: The Household Professional You’re composed, observant, and take quiet pride in being indispensable. You prefer anticipation to instruction. Discretion, consistency, and presentation matter. Service feels grounding (not demeaning) and being relied upon brings satisfaction.
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Things I have learned on CollarSpace: There’s no real reason to correspond with someone on another continent. The chances of an international love story are astronomical. Be realistic and focus on things that have a high chance of success. When someone all the way across the country wants to establish communication, ask hard questions. Are they looking for free housing and all the bills paid for them? The answer to that is often yes. Get dealbreakers on the table quickly. Continuing to chat when you are fundamentally not suited is a waste of both people’s time. Make use of the site features. As soon as someone resorts to name calling, block them. Unfortunately, if you determine that you are not a match, no matter how politely you state that, chances are you are going to be on the receiving end of abusive and denigrating language. Don’t take it personally. And don’t tolerate it. Block block block. Another wonderful site feature is the Hide User button. If your correspondence has gone down in flames but they keep cropping up in your list of who is online, you can hide their profile so that you never have to see their name or face again. If you are feeling burned out and overwhelmed by the craziness here, use the Hide Profile button for a week or two, then come back when you are feeling cheerful and energetic again.  Read the journal postings. Whatever you have encountered here, someone can top it. Enjoy other people’s ranting. If by chance you get a lovely, intelligent message from someone reasonably near to you, don’t fall into the trap of exchanging multiple messages throughout the day. Sure it seems fun and can be exciting, but they are just as likely to flake out on you as anyone else. Don’t overinvest in a stranger. Don’t rely on them to make you feel good. Today you are the most wonderful person they have ever interacted with, and tomorrow you are chopped liver. Avoid the excessive messaging and…
Master's WritingsCategorizing Levels of SubmissionOthers, in an attempt to categorize submissives, have described submissives by the levels of their submission, moving from role play to slave, while others suggest there are distinct categories of submission, where the motivation behind one’s submission drives their role such as for fantasy, relationship and/or fetish. Acknowledging that all submissives are different and any such categories could only apply in the loosest of terms, I find both model instructive in its own way, yet somehow missing the mark in some aspaspects.The creators of both models clearly identified that each individual submissive is unique and comes to their submission and depth of submission in their own way for their own purpose. And to this, I completely agree. Yet we are humans and we live to label things, so I will offer my own model, recognizing full well that mine too will fall short of describing all submissives and their motivations. I would also note that what I suggest here may have already been put forth. If so, I offer this only as my own ideas without the knowledge of their contribution to our body of knowledge. Thus I would offer a third model for consideration and discussion.I see it more a kin to the structure of Maslow‘s hierarchy of needs, Where Maslow identifies our most basic needs, moving from basic survival to self-actualization, I see submissions moving from role play to self-realization. The model I put forth is as follows:     Role play. A connection to the role based on whatever preconceptions or second hand knowledge they may have. While one might act the part, they have no emotional or mental connection to the role.     Exploration. The beginning stages of submissive awareness where thru trial and error or training, real experiences begin the development of a connection to a submissive’s awareness and one's submissive self. This level usually includes an over indulg…
AMOR — POIS QUE É PALAVRA ESSENCIAL   Amor — pois que é palavra essencial —comece esta canção e toda a envolva.Amor guie o meu verso, e enquanto o guiareúna alma e desejo, membro e vulva. Quem ousará dizer que ele é só alma?Quem não sente no corpo a alma expandir-seaté desabrochar em puro gritode orgasmo, num instante de infinito? O corpo noutro corpo entrelaçado,fundido, dissolvido, volta à origemdos seres, que Platão viu completados:é um, perfeito em dois; são dois em um. Integração na cama ou já no cosmo?Onde termina o quarto e chega aos astros?Que força em nossos flancos nos transportaa essa extrema região, etérea, eterna? Ao delicioso toque do clitóris,já tudo se transforma, num relâmpago.Em pequenino ponto desse corpo,a fonte, o fogo, o mel se concentraram. Vai a penetração rompendo nuvense devassando sóis tão fulgurantesque nunca a vista humana os suportara,mas, varado de luz, o coito segue. E prossegue e se espraia de tal sorteque, além de nós, além da própria vida,como ativa abstração que se faz carne,a ideia de gozar está gozando. E num sofrer de gozo entre palavras,menos que isto, sons, arquejos, ais,um só espasmo em nós atinge o clímax:é quando o amor morre de amor, divino. Quantas vezes morremos um no outro,no húmido subterrâneo da vagina,nessa morte mais suave do que o sono:a pausa dos sentidos, satisfeita. Então a paz se instaura. A paz dos deuses,estendidos na cama, qual estátuasvestidas de suor, agradecendoo que a um deus acrescenta o amor terrestre. in O Amor Natural, de Carlos Drummond de Andrade                     &nbs…
It was a mixture of arousal, curiosity and his final reassurance that made her mind up. She knew she could say ‘Stop’ and he would, though that could be permanent, it was an instinctive decision that made her move towards the lift and later she realised why she made it. There was a logical progression to it. She was a stubborn person with a rebellious streak and a free will who made her own decisions and didn’t blame others when they went awry. Here she was reigning in her rebellious streak of her own free will and her natural instincts reinforced this. Her stubbornness would make her comply with what she wanted in this regard, even though it seemed counterintuitive.  Now it was a rush to the receptionist’s desk to get a pen, the envelope was already open and had the room number written on it. The contract was one piece of A4 paper and the male receptionist must have seen the bold type headline which stated ‘SUBMISSIVE’S CONTRACT’. She didn’t have time to read it all, her instinct told her that he would not put anything in it that he had not said. And what would be the point as it was a symbolic act, not a contract that could be legally enforced.  She hurried the short distance to the lift; the concierge seemed to have anticipated her need and he had pressed the button, she momentarily wondered if he knew. Once inside she selected the 4th floor. Her heart missed a beat when just before the doors closed a woman stepped into the lift causing the doors to recycle again and they selected the 3rd floor; she knew this would delay her further. She willed the lift to move faster but still almost in two minds about what she was doing, but she wanted to be the decision-maker on this and not subject to an arbitrary cut off due to time. Her pride ensured she used the time to check her hair and lipstick in the mirror as she would not countenance the thought he would not find her attractive.  The lift reached the 4…
It's been a quiet couple of months. P had surgery a few months ago and recovery has been slow. That said, I've traveled a few times, especially around the holidays, and that led to some intense fantasies about being captured or coerced away from home. It's absolutely fun to be tied up at home, but it's also fun to think about being snagged from a parking lot with just the most basic ties. Like zipties around my wrists and ankles, a cloth gag secured with tape, my own scarf as a blindfold so I have no idea where I'm being taken. Fighting to get to my cell phone and just as my fumbling fingers manage to pull it out of my bag, the car stops and I'm hauled away to my fate. Maybe my captor sees my phone, forces me to unlock it with my fingertips, and then uses it to document my punishment for trying to escape. Culminating with a photo sent to my husband of my well-used and creampied pussy, with my legs held up to help me conceive. I know the studies are inconclusive but ever since I saw the movie Election, I've been obsessed with the idea of my legs being held back, willingly or otherwise, after a man has cum in me. Or maybe just Matthew Broderick.   A few men have offered to "rescue" me from a life of being knocked up by a Trump supporter. And I have to admit, a lot of the allure was lost for me after the election, and even more after he took office, and even more after unelected gooner Elon Musk started running the government. Maybe I could be a mail order American bride for someone in Australia or Canada. I have no idea how immigration law works in general and especially not for other countries. Maybe someone tricks me and offers to let me stay with them for a few months in a new country, no strings attached. But once I arrive in my new home, I see the guest bedroom has just a mattress with rope laid out on it. I turn to leave and see my benefactor holding my passport and cell phone. He tells me if I want to stay, I better strip down like a good girl, put a bal…
Slave. Slavery. It’s such a loaded term, and for good reason. Human trafficking, ancient slavery and, sadly, modern slavery is abhorrent. Absolutely abhorrent. No, in the world of FLRs, what I mean by iring to become Her slave is not what is often meant in some parts of the BDSM world.  To me it is to become devoted to Her, to surrender to Her 'limits', to do and become as She so wills. And it is my will, exercised every day, to do so. So for me, to give up limits, to become Her slave is not to be weak. It is be completed by Her. It is to surrender my ego to Her, to not Her ego but to Her spirit. It is to serve Her, and in so doing to serve myself. It is a selflessness, but a selfish one. And indeed 'slave' is such a loaded term that it makes us stand at attention. It wakes us up, even shocks us a bit, and indeed is intended to do so. For we, at least some of us, need to wake up, let go of old ideas, old patterns, ways of being. As in drama, or comedy, ideas are heightened to bring a kind of clarity. But perhaps You ask “Why?’ Please understand that I do not advocate this for all, but for me. I do so because it is the next step on my path of personal development, the next step for leading an authentic life for me, the next step in my spiritual development. Service to others is widely recognized as the deepest source of satisfaction, of fulfillment. Think Buddha. Jesus. The word ‘Islam’ itself means surrender, a spiritual surrender. Surrender to who? To anyone who merely says that she is a ‘real’ Domme? No. Not for me. I must be worthy but She must be a temple, the temple at which I worship. But still, ‘Why not keep my ‘limits’?” Well, at first, of course i will. Trust must be developed. But if I permanently retain limits (à la a sub), I reserve the ability at any time to say ‘No’ to this or to that. So I would really be in control, right? Except in those areas I ‘p…
I am often asked about the various "types" of slave roles, so for my latest journal entry, I will outline what I consider the primary types. In the world of BDSM, slave roles are diverse and cater to a wide range of preferences and dynamics. Each role comes with its own set of expectations, responsibilities, and power exchange structures. In many, if not most, cases, any given slave role will be a combination of some or all of the types I outline below: 24/7 Slave: Description: A total power exchange where the slave is always in a submissive state, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Expectations: Constant availability and submission. The slave's life is completely controlled by the Master. Benefits: Provides an unbreakable bond and a deep sense of purpose. Allows for complete immersion in the dynamic. Service Slave: Description: A service slave is dedicated to fulfilling the Master's every need, often focusing on domestic or personal services. This can include tasks like cooking, cleaning, personal grooming, and errand-running. Expectations: High level of availability and responsiveness. The slave must anticipate and meet the Master's needs proactively. Benefits: Provides a sense of purpose and usefulness. Can deepen the emotional bond between Master and slave. Sex Slave: Description: Primarily focused on sexual service, a sex slave's role is to satisfy the Master's sexual desires and fantasies. Expectations: High sexual availability and willingness to engage in a variety of sexual activities as directed by the Master. Benefits: Can lead to intense physical and emotional intimacy. Allows for exploration of deep sexual desires and fantasies. Discipline Slave: Description: This role emphasizes obedience and discipline. The slave is trained to follow strict rules and routines, often with a focus on punishment and correction. Expectations: Strict adherence to rules and protocols. Willingness to accept and learn from punishment. Benefits: Pro…
I found the bases of this on another profile I just put my own spin on it.  I will probably put it on both profiles in hopes at least one person will actually pay attention  lol I  believe to be successful in a D/s relationship there has to be:  1. Attraction: both ways. Just because you are cruising pics and like mine doesn't mean I will like yours.  And attraction is more than just looks. You can be the hottest but if you approach and say stupid things, then that will kill an attraction. 2. Connection: this is the same as a vanilla relationship, it just has d/s added in, anything else you need to get a pro domme or prostitute, which I am not and I am not interested in making an exception for anyone 3. Desire to Pursue Same Life Goals: We will be going out in the vanilla world as a "normal" couple. We need to have things in common. Not going to work if one likes to go to brunch, street fairs and casinos, etc. you know spend time together outside the home, doing fun things and the other just likes to sit around and play video games or talk to women on the net.  If someone wants consideration, then you should approach me with what I ask for within my profile (um, you did read it right?  lol)  If you do not, I assume you are not looking from consideration from me and/or you do not know how to follow commands. That is the main thing a slave/sub does, why would I be interested in you if you can't do something so simple? Also, If you are only in this to "session" exclusively (you know, whenever you are in town or in the mood) then you don't know what lifestyle means. 4. Commitment to Each Other and Each Others Relationship Role:  I have expectations, which I send to potential slaves that want consideration. It always seems to be the kiss of death because they see that I'm not some internet fantasy and they see how much commitment that I have and the commit…
Tonight, as I sit alone in my room, the whirr of the fan above, and the muted hum of nightlife outside, I'm overwhelmed with a cocktail of emotions. They say time is the best healer, but some memories are etched so deep that time only accentuates their imprint. Today's breeze had the playful quality of that one evening, that daring venture that James and I took together. He always had this unique ability to surprise me. Just when I thought I knew all his tricks, he would come up with something unprecedented. I still remember his mischievous grin when he handed me that beautiful burgundy saree. "Wear this for our date tonight," he said, with a glint in his eye that I'd come to recognize. It meant there was a twist to this tale. And oh, was there! Wrapping the saree around myself, feeling its soft touch glide over my skin, knowing I wore nothing beneath, was an experience in itself. The chill of the metal waist chain against my bare skin, every step I took accentuating the lack of fabric underneath, it was exhilarating. As we walked through the garden, the tendrils of the evening breeze would occasionally threaten to expose my little secret. Each gust made my heart skip a beat, the thrill of possibly being caught, the sheer audacity of it, and James's approving glances only added to the excitement. Though it was all in good fun, it revealed a lot about our relationship. James always pushed me to embrace my desires, however unconventional they might be. With every playful dare, every challenge, he taught me that sensuality wasn't just about touch or sight. It was about feeling, anticipation, the dance of the mind with desire, and most importantly, trust. Trust in him, trust in us, and trust in myself. In the heart and among the bustling streets and the vibrant nightlife, we found our little pockets of intimacy. Some may see it as scandalous, but to me, it was a testament to our bond. We didn't need to be confined to the four walls of our bedroom to feel close. It w…
She would probably have bent over the padded bench if he had told her too, but he had lifted her easily and firmly pushed her over it. If asked she would have reached forward and held the legs before he had secured her wrists to them. Likewise she might have spread her feet wide, but there was no choice given at all, and she was helpless. She would not have tied her hair in a ponytail but she was in no position to resist, or to stop him tightening the strap over her lower back that forced so wanton a display of her buttocks. He had bared her nipples by removing her bra with a knife. She was denied the modesty of her skirt when he tucked it up in the waistband. The tie sided panties were soon pressed into her mouth which he had been made it available by attaching her hair to the waist strap, forcing her head back so affording her only a forward view.  She was now displayed, securely bound and completely available. A familiar sound made her wonder if his intention was to use or discipline her.  He had a crop in a Velcro sealed case, it wasn’t often she regretted her music playing however it concealed enough of the sound to make her unsure, was it the crop case opening, or was it his trouser zip?   She involuntarily clenched her buttocks, this served to pucker her anus, almost inviting him to use her there. – she suddenly wondered if could serve to distract him?.. Then wondered again if he actually intended to beat her? Moments prior to her restraint he had demanded her tongue, ‘Good girl ‘he had murmured into her mouth before his hand descended and found her becoming aroused. She heard his step on the wooden floor; her curiosity would soon be resolved.
The Binder: On Wanting Things Unapologetically I have been thinking about want lately. The specific texture of it, the way it sits differently when you stop apologizing for the size of it and simply let it exist at full scale. I was raised, as most women are, to want carefully. To want reasonably. To frame ambition as gratitude and desire as practicality and to generally keep the whole operation small enough that no one feels threatened by the outline of it. I am done with that. The Binder exists because I am a woman who plans, and planning requires honesty about the destination. So here it is, plainly, without qualification: I want my dream home. Not a reasonable approximation of it, not a compromise that checks most of the boxes. The actual one, with the particular light in the particular rooms and the space that finally matches the interior life I have been carrying around in a series of spaces too small to hold it properly. A home that looks like me. That is the entire requirement and it is not a small one and I refuse to shrink it. I want work that deserves me. I have spent enough time being competent inside structures that were not built for someone like me, doing it gracefully, doing it well, doing it without making anyone uncomfortable with how much more I was capable of. The next chapter looks different. I am finishing my degree with the same intention I bring to everything: completely, on my own terms, and as the foundation for whatever comes next rather than a box I am checking for someone else's benefit. I want Japan and I want Zanzibar and I want the specific feeling of being a woman who moves through the world with enough ease and enough resources that distance stops being a reason and becomes simply a coordinate. I want to stand somewhere I have never stood and feel the particular expansion that travel produces in a person who pays attention. I want more of that, regularly, starting now and not eventually. And I want to be married again. To …
CFNM Couples Tea Party 14th September 2024 4pm prompt  After many requests for couples to attend the AcadaMay CFNM Ladies Tea Party I have decided to heed your call!! Dominant Ladies are invited to bring their submissive partner to join the the Tea Party on 14th September for an afternoon of tea & wine with lashings of decadence. The submissives will be there solely to serve and cater to the ladies' every whim. You will never want to go to a vanilla tea party again!  This is NOT! purely for male/female couples, ladies who wish to bring their female submissive are also encouraged to join the party. And, as usual, single ladies and gentlemen are also very welcome to attend. Ladies, this is your chance to be served by submissives and objectify them in a group situation. Whilst CFNM includes activities that are not exclusively orientated towards female dominance and superiority, a modicum of humiliation and punishment to submissives not behaving according to protocol would be expected, nay, encouraged! Submissives, (whether male or female) ,this is your chance to parade and display yourself proudly in an elegant social setting, to have the opportunity to serve and make yourself compliant to the request of any lady present without demur or backchat. If you wish to have this experience, come and join the ladies for an afternoon of CFNM. The AcadaMay events/CFNM is also extremely inclusive and an absolutely safe and comfortable environment for single ladies attending on their own who wish to explore alternative scenarios in situation where they will be supported. All guests (both male and female) at the Tea Party will either need to be known personally by myself or will need to contact me with some brief details about themselves and a face photo so I know who they are. All in the strictest confidence and with the ultimate of discretion ;)  If you wish to attend send me a message!
"What if I see someone I know?" In regards to attending BDSM or Kink events, something a lot of people are concerned about is: "What if I see someone I know?" Well, that happened to me and it was a very positive, very cool thing!! It wasn't my first BDSM event, but it was my first time at a public Dungeon. It was one of the nights where it was open to the public, and they offered a program of classes, followed by a Demo and then a Play Party. i was nervous, but excited!! i got there just a few minutes after 8pm (when the first class was scheduled to start). "Is it too late to attend the class?" i remember asking the person at the door. "Not at all," they said with a welcoming smile, and they gave me directions to the classroom area. Deep breaths as i walked past the foyer and "stumbled" into the classroom, which also served as the Dungeon's main room. There was a smattering of people on chairs and couches surrounding a stage area. On the stage area was the instructor, and a spanking bench with some books on it. i took a seat and began to take it all in. The first class of the night was "BDSM101" and the instructor was going over the Dungeon rules, etiquette, safety, membership, and similar topics. The books on display were some that he recommended: "Screw The Roses", "SM101", "The New Topping Book", etc. It was a really cool presentation and i was hearing LOTS of things that i had never heard before. Things like how to help keep myself safe, and how to advocate for myself. It was all very enlightening and very positive!! But as i sat there listening, something else was nagging at me. The class presenter looked familiar, and i found my mind wandering as i tried to figure out if i knew him. It was probably about halfway through the presentation when he said some things that REALLY made it all "click" in my head....Yes, i did know him, we actually had worked at the same place before!!! It was a big place, and had a lot staff and departments. We work…