Having entered the unfamiliar basement café by chance, I came across some unusual sights. Sipping strong, bitter tea amid a clientele of bohemians, goths and general weirdos, I saw a man my age and build prostrate himself before a pair of gorgeous women who held court at the table in the rear.

The guy had pleaded his case, offering his “submission,” and the two women had grinned wickedly. Eventually, they told the man to get off the floor and come along. The whole café had watched and seemed to let out a collective sigh.

The scene remained burned in my mind. Although I hadn’t seen or heard anything explicit, I understood the intense sexual context. That man had gone off to be a sub to those imperious women.

I only knew about the submissive/dominant scene from what I’d read online... Read More