The fun thing about the internet these days is that it makes finding bondage partners almost easy. Oh, it still takes time, effort, money, or some intricate combination of those three — what good thing doesn’t? But the internet makes it possible, in a way that it just wasn’t (outside of a few major cities) before. It used to be that there was just no safe or reasonable way to find the people close enough to you who were also into the bondage stuff that we are into. But that all changed in the late 1990s, and I, for one, will never miss those bad old offline days of the 20th century.
Of course, now, here in the 21st century, when you go to the internet for your BDSM partners, sometimes you get internet people, at which point some funny shit can happen. I’ve always laughed at this cartoon. Did you always think “red” was a perfectly good safeword? Well, if you date the wrong techie, they might force you to think again:
There’s an old joke that makes the rounds about how if your date has panties and bra that match when you undress her, it wasn’t you that decided to have sex that night — because she was planning on it when she got dressed! It’s not all that true in my experience; a lot of women have a bad case of obsession about what clothing “goes with” what, and can’t handle mismatched underwear no matter who might or might not see it. But it’s a funny observation; we’ll roll with it.
Onward: I’m going to propose a BDSM version. If your bondage date turns out to be wearing “Rope Bunny” panties under her other clothes and you get to see them, it’s a very good sign indeed:
Somebody will be getting tied up tonight!
Of course it’s always important to keep your datebook straight when you’re doing a lot of dating; this was as true in the 20th century as it is today. That fun-loving bondage hookup who always lets you do deliciously filthy things to her on Wednesday nights may have similar arrangements on Tuesdays with a lesbian vegan named Karen. I’m not saying you don’t want to meet Karen; under appropriate circumstances, you and Karen could maybe explore your mutual interest in doing rude things to Tuesday-Wednesday girl! But what I am saying is that it’s really bad manners to knock on the door unexpectedly when Karen has your Wednesday “all tied up” and is not looking to meet a patriarchal penis-bearer. Don’t be this guy:
It’s rough out there, be kind to one another!
