Erick(sub male)
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4 years ago •
Jan 11, 2020
4 years ago •
Jan 11, 2020
I went to a munch long ago, before they were called that. It was an early meeting of the Eulenspiegel Society. (Revealing my age here. I'm old enough to be a Clint Eastwood character. Well... maybe in another 30 years. But I FEEL like him already.) So I'm sure things are HUGELY different now, and probably this will be useless to you. At best an addition to the "funny story" category.
In those days it was like a meeting of Alcoholics Anonymous. Which, as you may know, is how the political side of BDSM-ism got started in the U.S. about half a century ago. In other words, a small and motley collection of random people , meeting in church basements and so on, who felt drawn together out of really desperate shame and really desperate confusion, and the awful stigma CREATED by the psychiatric establishment, NOT alleviated by it, and a desire for, as Shakespeare said, "a commodity of good names to be bought."
(Thus "scene," "littles" (try Googling "little people" and see what you get), "RACK, " "CNC," "SSC," "impact play" (frankly, I couldn't help upchucking my drink right through my nostrils when I first heard that one), "aftercare," "subdrop," "subspace" (howcum hardly anyone ever says "domspace"?), "red word," "yellow word," "green word" (just like G.W. Bush's Terrorism Threat Advisory Scale), etc. etc. etc. And of course "munches.")
So we went around the room and each one of us was rather pointedly invited to tell a little story about ourselves. (Just like "Hi, everyone. I'm Sylvester. And I'm an Alcoholic.")
And when it was my turn, I publicly confessed that in my private heart of hearts I liked nothing better in the world than the simple, old fashioned humiliation of being paddled on my bottom like a naughty child from the "spare the rod" era. And the paddle had to be smooth, varnished wood. Made by people who actually believed in real corporal punishment. That was part of the magic and was very important to me. For psychological reasons that I felt it was not necessary for me to understand. I made an effort to be as thoughtful about the subject as I could be. I thought that was what was called for.
And I must say it took some courage for me to reveal such demented thoughts. But when I was done, my brothers and sisters in kink stared at me like I was from another planet. I totally bombed with them. They gave me NOTHING. Except crickets.
And then, to add insult to injury, the next guy, who was a DEFROCKED Catholic priest (no explanation for the defrocking) told the group that he liked nothing better than to consume the bodily wastes of nubile young ladies. Which sounded pretty scandalous to me, considering his choice of career. But HE got something close to APPLAUSE. (Lots of enthusiastic, encouraging smiles and vigorous, sympathetic nodding of heads.)
So, the point is: I think the whole thing is just like any other social situation. If you're a people-person, they will love you and give you every consideration. And if you're a social zero like me, they will TOLERATE you.
But the mere fact that you ask such a polite question on a website like this indicates to me that you are socially adept. So I predict that you will have a very good time no matter what.
Anyway, good luck.
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