This is a post written by u/slut_for_degredation after a scene we did together.

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I’ve seen relatively few stories really describing a meeting, especially from the side of the “victim”, so I figured it might add something to describe how our successful meeting came about. This story is from my perspective, but has been approved by u/DutchCNC. It is rather long. If you just want to read about the sexy stuff, you can skip to paragraph 4.

The first months after finding r/CNC_connect I was really just reading the posts to aid my fantasies, not planning on actually meeting anyone. However one night I was feeling especially horny and decided on a whim to just reach out and see what would happen. Searching for someone located in my country I found u/DutchCNC. He replied almost immediately and we started talking, discussing all aspects of a possible encounter using his detailed checklist that included: limits, kinks, use of toys, possible health issues and trauma’s, how to start and finish the scene, aftercare. One thing that I especially appreciated was that he actively encouraged me tot set up my own safety measures. These conversations both helped me feel safe and respected but also got me really excited. So we decided to set up a meeting.

We’d agreed that he would meet me at the train station. As my train got closer my nerves and excitement grew and I quickly started to share my location with two friends who were kind enough to act as my buddy (as a side note, I was a bit embarrassed to share my plans to meet up with a stranger from a kink forum with friends irl, but they were very accepting and helped me realize that there is nothing wrong with safely going on an adventure like this). As I wasn’t comfortable sharing identifiable information online, we hadn’t shared pictures of our face. While I had personally resolved to go through with it regardless of whether I found him attractive, it was certainly a relieve to find a good looking guy waiting at the station. The type of guy I would normally go on a date with, suspecting nothing about any dark urges on his his part.

We started getting to know each other over lunch at a cute cafe, just like I’d do with a real date. The only real difference was that we explicitly exchanged full names and he gave me his address. I texted this info to my friends, as well as a short update that everything was good. After a bit of easy conversation, we walked over to his apartment, where our conversation turned to deeper topics like philosophy, which included a few feminist rants on my part. I was expecting something to happen any moment, but instead u/DutchCNC decided to make me wait and lull me into a false sense of security. Maybe this would end up as a normal date after all, I thought. However, when I mentioned the importance of equality in dating he gave me a strange look and told me I was wrong, I wasn’t supposed to be an equal. He also quickly grabbed me, pushing me into the couch. When I protested he just responded by grabbing my tits, to show me that was what a woman is good for. So yeah, it wasn’t going to be a normal date after all. This date was going to make all my fantasies come true.

Of course I tried to break free, multiple times in fact, but it was truly shocking how easy it was for him to overpower me and how helpless I really was when confronted with a man who wasn’t afraid to use physical strength to get his way. I was at his mercy. But as you might expect, he didn’t show any. He was too busy biting my tits, spanking me and choking me. To add to my helplessness he bound my hands using rope handcuffs he prepared beforehand. While my mind was still busy protesting and looking for a way out, my body quickly betrayed how much this treatment turned me on. After he unceremoniously pushed a finger in my cunt he teased me by showing me how wet I was. While he was fingering me, he whispered in my ear that deep down I knew this was what I was made for. After a while the combination of his rough punishments and my own horniness broke me enough that he could safely let go of me, but not before pulling out a set of handcuffs crafted from bondage rope. Pushing me to be on my knees in front of him. At first I tried to resist opening my mouth, but a well placed slap in my face quickly convinced me to be a good whore. I opened my mouth to let his dick inside, instinctively swirling my tongue around the head. Because it was quite large I had trouble taking it in very deep so he pushed my head down hard. My eyes welled with tears as he moved my head harder and faster. While he was fucking my face and throat, I felt uncomfortable, helpless and dirty. But to be honest, I also felt at home. Sitting at a man’s feet, being used for his pleasure, without regard for whether I wanted it or not.

As you can imagine we had a lot more fun that night and the following morning, including some bondage, a couple of orgasms and lots of cuddling and good conversations about life, kink and whatever else. So yeah, to all those lurkers who contemplate finally sending a message too, I can wholeheartedly recommend it. Feel free to message me if you want someone to talk with about your hopes and fears about connecting with someone here. I’m not looking for new play partner though, because I’m already looking forward to when u/DutchCNC wil be intruding in my house to violate me in the place I’m supposed to feel the most safe.