Okay, so, let me tell you about this thing I got into, called CNC. Now, when I first heard about it, I was like, “What the hell is that?” CNC, it stands for “Consensual Non-Consent.” Sounds crazy, right? Like, how can something be both consensual and non-consensual at the same time? It’s a trip.
So, I started digging into it, reading stuff online, you know, just trying to wrap my head around it. Turns out, it’s a kind of role-play. Yeah, like, people act out these scenarios where one person is pretending to force themselves on another, but the thing is, everyone involved has already agreed to it beforehand. It’s all planned out. They set limits and safe words and all that jazz.
My first time trying it, I was nervous as hell. I mean, the whole idea seemed so intense. I met up with this partner, we’ll call them Alex. We’d talked about it a lot before, making sure we were on the same page. We picked a safe word, “pineapple,” because why not? And we discussed what we were and weren’t comfortable with.
When we actually started, it was… weird, to say the least. I was tied to the bed, and Alex was pretending to be this dominant, aggressive person. They were saying all these things like, “You can’t stop me,” and “You’re mine now.” It was a total mindfuck, honestly.
But here’s the thing, even though I was acting scared and like I didn’t want it, there was this thrill to it. Knowing that it was all just a game, that I was actually in control, it was kind of a rush. We kept going for a while, and honestly, it was pretty hot. I found myself getting really into the role-play, even though it was so out there.
Eventually, I yelled out “pineapple,” and Alex immediately stopped. We untied me, cuddled for a bit, and just talked about what we’d just done. It was intense, but also kind of amazing in a way. We connected on this whole other level, you know? It’s hard to explain.
Aftermath
After that, I did CNC a few more times, with different partners. Each time was a little different, but it always had that same element of, like, controlled danger. It’s definitely not for everyone, but for me, it was a way to explore some really intense fantasies in a safe and consensual way.
So, yeah, that’s my CNC story. It’s wild, it’s weird, and it’s definitely something I’ll never forget. It’s not something I do all the time, but every now and then, it’s a fun way to spice things up.
- Important Note: I want to be super clear, CNC is all about consent. It might seem like a paradox, but everyone involved has to be 100% on board and comfortable with what’s happening. If you’re thinking about trying it, please make sure you and your partner(s) have a ton of communication beforehand. Set boundaries, safe words, the whole nine yards. Safety is key.
It is very important to me. So I share this story with all my friends.
