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I started this as a reply to Tristan in another thread but it got longer than I intended so I figured I’d make it a separate post.

The kidnapping story - unfortunately I don’t remember a lot of specifics about it. It happened I believe in the late 90s. Definitely pre cell phone times and pre when every credit card purchase and statement was online. The Domme was long retired
Madame Cole De Sade who was very active on early Max Fisch or the precursor to MF. I still can’t believe I was able to pull this and a few other session out of town trips off as well. My wife and kids had to have been out of town I would think. I know I left in the morning, flew to NYC and was back home the same night.

I don’t remember how I got from the airport into Manhattan. She must’ve given me a starting location and some directions and I was walking around and went into a store or two where I was handed more instructions and maybe a package. I’m sure I was excited and very nervous which was the point. At some point I got off track but I think she must’ve paged me and got me back onto where she wanted me. I was walking and all of a sudden I felt someone push me from behind up onto a parked car. She quickly handcuffed me behind my back, threw a coat over my back and walked me about a block into a building and onto an elevator. When we got off the elevator she had me strip and put an adult diaper on me, put me in a cage, told me she’d be back in 5 minutes and ordered me to piss myself which was very humbling but also a huge turn on and I’m surprised with all the sessions I’ve done no one has ever had me do it again.

The only other specific I remember from the whole session was at one point she took me into another room where she had a slave in black latex suspended from a frame and ordered me to give him a blowjob which I did. I wish I remembered more. I definitely wish I had kept a diary of all my sessions over the years but too late now and I’m sure I never did it because of a very legitimate fear of the diary being found.

One last thought here which I’ve mentioned in a few other posts over the years is that while it’s so much easier nowadays to find Dommes and arrange sessions with everything on the internet it’s much more difficult, for me at least, to be able to save money and purchase things with every transaction being online which is frustrating. Also with cell phones it’s very common to get texts and phone calls from family that need to be answered within a reasonable period of time and where I’m needed to do something so I can’t be off in another part of the country and out of touch.

That sounds HOT! Lucky you.

Madame Cole De Sade was one of the best. I was fortunate enough to have 3 four hour sessions with her before she retired. She had such an edgy confidence about her that immediately put me at ease that she was both skilled and accustomed to playing hardcore. It is not surprise that she would master a kidnapping scene as if it was a natural thing to do.

Skilled and hardcore is a good way to describe her. She was the real deal. I went back to nyc to see her once more. It was for an overnight and she convinced me to come. I flew in late in the evening and flew back in the morning. My wife and kids were definitely out of town. She really wanted me to experience the scene there. She picked me up at the airport. To the best of my memory she had a male slave come in and get me which made me uneasy. When we got back to the car I was handcuffed and I think hooded. She took me back to her space where she feminised me in an ugly way and off we went to this big party in the meat packing district I think. I can’t remember the name of ithe party. It was a regular thing. We parked a few blocks away and had to walk and I remember these guys in a car yelling at us and calling us names which was freaking me out but she told me just keep walking. It was nbd. I just remember the party was crowded and loud with music blasting and she knew everyone and she left me alone which freaked me out and at one point I think I was just by myself crying. I think someone went and told her that her slave was crying so she came and got me and kept me near her. We finally left and went back to her space and had a regular session which at the end of she put me in a cage and told me to sleep but at some point I started yelling to be let out worried I’d be forgotten about and miss my flight. Her slave then took me to the airport.

I’m glad I had this experience although it wasn’t great at the time. I think the NYC scene was rolling at the time and she wanted me to experience it. I had and still have the feeling I let her down that night and in general and regret I never came back to see her again. She was something else.

Honestly, that doesn't sound like much play time for an overnight session price. My typical 4 hour sessions usually have a well needed break somewhere in the middle. Even then, I'm in complete encasement and sensory depreciation. The best is when the Domme hooks me to a subtle stimulation device, like an eros tek. This takes me a dream like state even though it doesn't feel as if I am sleeping. I'd guess the break is 30 to 45 minutes. It is enough to refresh me and keep me in headspace so we can head into round two with enough energy to carry me through an intense session. We all have our own ways when it comes to playtime. But, I'd have a difficult time accepting being along for the ride instead of the focal point. Out of curiosity, did you end up checking out the party scene again?

It was so long ago that I don’t remember the specifics. Maybe I shouldn’t have called it an overnight. It’s quite possible the tribute was only for a one or two hour session time. Actually it most likely was because there’s no way I could’ve afforded the cost of a true overnight. Cole De Sade was a cool lady. She really wanted to expose me to the NYC party scene so I agreed to go so all the time of picking me up at the airport etc was probably on her. I don’t remember if she was one of the regular hosts of the party or not. The whole thing was pretty wild. I’m glad I had the experience although it wasn’t comfortable basically because socially I’m an introvert and am not going to approach people and talk to them unless they approach me. I’m not into loud crowded spaces with loud music.

I don’t know why I never went back and saw her again. I wasn’t upset with her. She retired but the main thing is doing a trip like that was a major undertaking for me. It wasn’t a business trip. I had to buy the airline ticket and sneak away for a day without anyone knowing which was not easy and anxiety producing. How could I explain if I missed my flight or I got stuck for any other reason? Im still surprised I was able to pull that off twice. I’d ike to do something like that again but nowdays it’d be even harder with everything on a credit card statement and being in instant reach by texts etc.

My out of town sessions are limited to rare business trips and conventions. Even then, the schedule has to line up if there is a Domme in the area who I'd like to see. I've been able to squeak an extra day out of a convention by telling my wife a few of the guys and I are staying over to golf or whatever is seasonal in the area. It is never easy.

I did a kidnapping roleplay scene in my younger days. We both arrived at a bar and pretended not to know each other. I offered to buy her a drink and started making small talk. About 15 minutes a smoking hot young woman comes into the bar and looks relieved to see her friend. She tells her that her tire is flat and she doesn't want to wait around in a dark parking lot for a triple A driver. I offered to take a look and, of course, away I go in the trunk of the car. We didn't have far to drive. It was cheesy as anything but a lot of fun. To my pleasant surprise, her friend stay for the duration of the session.