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The Closet Door, Chapter 1: Chatroomthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:male domination, 2569 words) [1/5]

Author: Winterbloom
Added: Dec 28 2012Views / Reads: 1471 / 804 [55%]Part vote: 8.64 (14 votes)
A woman with submissive fantasies finds a mysterious man on the internet who may be willing to help her explore the darker side of her sexuality. This chapter is primarily introductory.

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Chapter 1: Chatroom

I suppose you could say it all started twenty years ago, during a game of hide-and-seek, when, hidden in a closet while the person who was "it" prowled the room visible only through a tiny vertical streak of light, I realized that being trapped and helpless was a source of profound excitement. There was nothing sexual in my five-year-old head, but my heart beat faster, my breath came shorter, and I felt a tension in the pit of my stomach--all things I would one day associate with sexual ardor. I was torn between a child's glee at her own clever hiding place and swelling desire to be caught, to have my cousin rip open the closet door, grab me by the neck and yank me out with inexplicable fury. Perhaps that was an odd thing to want. It didn't really occur to me at the time.

But it really started in the middle of the night on a rainy Saturday. I was in one of my antisocial moods and so I stayed in, watched a movie, that kind of thing. Restless, I went into a chatroom that I used to frequent often. Ostensibly a political debate channel, it (like many IRC channels) was in actuality a sort of casual hangout spot for a regular crowd plus the occasional visitor, and the conversation rarely turned to politics.

This time, however, there was a debate raging between several newcomers and an old regular that I never knew well. It was about smoking in bars--legislation had just passed in my city making it illegal. Without putting much thought into it, I joined the newcomers in support of the law. I've never been a smoker, and find that smokey rooms make my eyes water. Within a few minutes, the newcomers had dropped out of the conversation, beaten, and I found myself in a back-and-forth with the old regular, whose handle was Cyrus. I quickly became annoyed, as Cyrus had a precise and patronizing style of argument. He turned me in circles, quickly twisting my words to weaken my position, and then countering with arguments that sounded increasingly reasonable. Why not offer a tax credit to non-smoking establishments to ensure that there are both smoking and non-smoking options? Why not have workers in smoking bars sign waivers claiming that they accept the health risks, and ensure that they be paid more? Since I didn't feel particularly strongly about the issue, I eventually gave up as well, signing off with a frustrated parting shot.

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