Hung out all day the other day in an S & M dungeon. I'm friends with two of the dominas there, and they invited me up to check it out. After the requisite wincing at all the gear, we had a nice lazy day of DVDs and take-out. It was exactly the opposite of every stroker's fantasy. No leather undies, no pillowfights, no kinky stuff. Just bitching about boys and waiting for the phone to ring.

These two women are very, very sweet. They've got a job where they fulfill people's fantasies, a neccessary role in such an uptight and twisted society. They don't get nekkid or allow themselves to be touched. But it must suck having guys go all slobbery just because they think you're some big pervert. The last thing they want is another pervert! They tell me tales of getting to know a fella, only to have him suddenly ask about rates...

I was particularly interested in the technical aspects of the job... how they screen out the perverts ($) from the creeps (bad). The phone script to dismantle any misconceptions people might have. The procedure for learning the secret location. The limits and rules. Inneresting stuff, though lifestyle kink isn't really my thang. It isn't theirs, either. But I constantly seek other worlds to peek into, and boy oh boy is that a whole other world!