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My Two Cents on BDSM Munches
The aroma of sizzling fajitas filled the air as twenty members of our local BDSM
group were gathered together, as was our usual custom, at a trendy Mexican
restaurant for our monthly social. We chatted amiably over our beverages as we
sat clustered around a very long table at the center of the restaurant, and waited
for our server to take our dinner orders. To the other patrons of the restaurant,
we could easily have been mistaken for members of the local Rotary Club, or a
group of co-workers or friends celebrating a promotion or birthday.
As the waitress completed her order-taking, other members of the group would
occasionally wander around the table to introduce themselves to first-time
visitors, or to give others directions to the after-munch party, which we
euphemistically referred to as “movie night,” on the off-chance that we were
overheard by the other restaurant patrons or staff.
Suddenly, to the surprise of everyone at the table and practically everyone in the
restaurant, one of the young women in the group let out a shrill scream, burst
into uncontrollable sobbing, and ran through the restaurant in a bee-line for the
ladies’ restroom. One of her friends was quickly dispatched to check on her,
while the rest of us were left confused and wondering, what the hell just
happened?
A worried restaurant manager rushed to our table to inquire about the incident,
and we quickly concocted a semi-plausible story about the poor girl and the
awful panic attacks that she sometimes suffers in public places. He left, not
entirely convinced of the explanation, but thoroughly satisfied that the scream
wasn’t the result of something important, like a fat, hairy roach crawling out of
someone’s taco salad.
It wasn’t until hours later that some of us learned what had upset the young
lady. She had recently met, and gotten to know the young man who had
escorted her into the restaurant that evening. During the process of getting to
know one another, the young woman revealed to him a very private and, for her,
somewhat embarrassing kink. She liked to be choked, and when she is, the
effect is almost always an immediate and orgasmic experience for her.
She revealed this to her new friend in the expectation that perhaps he might put
it to use in the bedroom, not in the middle of a crowded restaurant which is, in