Reblogged from bondagerepublic
Sometimes you meet up with plans to chat only on that first bdsm date, and further pursue on a later date if interested. And sometimes after a few drinks and so much whispering of deviant preferences into each other’s ear at whatever public bar you’re at, play becomes a matter of how soon and where. There’s nothing quite like fingering someone on a first date, at a public bar, while whispering in her ear and asking her to look around the room and tell you which people she can imagine watching her being fucked on a table in front of them.