Just in case, CNC means consensual non-consensual.

To keep it simple, I will tell you what I have to offer and you will decide if we're a match or not. First of all, I'm taken so if this is not your cup of tea, please kindly move on. This detail being out of the way, I think that sporadic encounters to blow off some steam are necessary, physically and mentally, especially when you have a CNC side. Do you crave to be molested at least for a few moments to feel again that specific happiness-inducing adrenaline that keeps you smiling for days? So do I! This side of me isn't something that I just tell people, some of us prefer to keep it a secret, which brings me to the safety chapter. It's not something that I take lightly, your safety is the number one priority for me from the moment we meet until you get home, not to mention the privacy in general, and the other way around should be a thing too. We should feel safe with each other from any point of view but I also know that trust is earned and it will take time so this is the reason why our encounters should start at a slower pace. As an example, here's one way our relationship can evolve:

Our first encounter will be something like "the stranger groping you in the public transport system" with no conversation (OK, maybe a random "Fuckin' slut!"). I think it's a good way to take a look at each other before committing to anything and, if we're good to go, we can have our "first date". We meet at a metro station and, if all is good, we step onto the first train. If not, that was it, no one will harass the other, not even to ask "Why?". Now, let's assume that we decided to give it a try. While it will be me groping your ass (or maybe I want to act and feel like a president and we'll go with the classic "Grab her by the pussy!"), it will be our first date nonetheless. Almost romantic, in a perverted way.

Other times, after the accommodation period, we can go with "the dirty masseur" where you book a massage in the privacy of a hotel room and I can't keep my act together because "it was an honest mistake". We can have a text exchange before the encounter for you to "properly" book an appointment with me. I "regretfully" let you know that I am not allowed to bring the massage table with me to any hotel but we can use the bed instead. We use some towels to protect the bed from the oil and, to set the atmosphere, I prefer a room that can get fully dark with only a dim light, and I am ok with you getting completely naked. "Miss, no worries, I am a professional. Look, I will get naked too. Do you think I want to oil my clothes all day long?!" From here it's clear that I will have to apologize a lot. "Excuse me, Miss, my hand slipped because of the oil! But just stay like this. Using the bed instead of the massage table means that I have to go on top of you." It's pretty obvious that I will be inappropriate as fuck in my act, maybe even briefly slipping it inside. "Are you sure? I was focused on the massage and I didn't realize. But are you sure? I don't say you're lying but maybe it was just a little."

"The creepy landlord that lets himself in". Well, you had a night out, had a few drinks too many and now you sleep like a rock. I saw you coming home in the morning like you forgot to walk and, very soon after, creeping thru your windows, I see you passed out naked on the bed while wearing only a sleep mask. I get a backup key (it will be a hotel room so we both have keycards), let myself in, I begin by touching you, licking your boobs and your face, getting as weird as possible, till I just can't stop myself and I rub one off to cum on your body. Or, if you sleep on one side, maybe I spit on my cock and put it between your thighs and drop on you a messy souvenir.

From here we can pile up into more hardcore stuff but I need to know your limits, first and foremost, and what fantasies you crave. Because my imagination can be borderline at times, you can go pretty bonkers, no worries, my hard limits are bad smell (including improper hygiene), permanent damage, and anything underage-related (including the role-playing stuff). Other than that, anything is at least negotiable.

To create an image about myself, here I am: My best guess is that I'm a normal man, a height of 1,76 m, almost 80 kilos, my hair is light brown and it varies all the time from blond to dark, I have blue eyes, I consider myself to be fairly attractive (but that's only for you to decide), drugs and diseases free, very clean, and mentally stable. My usual bad habits are: I enjoy my drinks once in a while (without becoming an idiot), I smoke but not like a chimney, and, despite having an above-average IQ, at times I can be dumb as a rock. That should sum everything up so if you think there's a chance for me to be what you need, let me know.