Chatroom Update.

As some of you are aware I recently had my first encounter of a chatroom here on this very site. Since then I entered several times only to watch on the side lines because of my limited keyboard skills. Whatever. Now not wanting to get drawn into the aurgement raging on the other thread covering this Topic I have purposely separated it here; so let me update you with my latest escapade.

I joined a Chatroom, which stated it was for adults, this category had its own range of deviant predators who are less prone to operate with the subtleties that others use when grooming juveniles. I think we must all take care of where we go and what we say and understand that we leave a trail through cyber space which some can follow and on occasion even intercept.
I logged and in a short while was struggled to keep up. Within a few sentences I was vanquished to the sidelines with only the briefest of interjections, which were often prompted with LOL. A Private box popped up asking the normal, question A.S.L (age, sex, location). I answered cheerfully and was pleased to strike up a conversation with a young lady (well she said she was) who was pleasant and quite charming we exchanged MSN’s, and over the period of the following week chatted into the night. She was good company and one with whom you could relax with and speak freely.
If I were being groomed for further exploitation I accepted it like a lamb to the slaughter so when she said that she had found an interesting site I was intrigued; well you would be wouldn’t you? She told me the member’s of the site very intelligent professionals who were into S&M and fantasying. She asked whether I would like to view it and sent me the link, So, what would you do? Yes, I did the same. I logged on and quickly saw my new friend in residence, this time adopting the name of Countess Rutland. I mis-spelt the title Countess and addressed her as any other dyslexic schoolboy would when faced with such a title. Various members exchanged with her and she took delight in humiliating them as they did been treated so. They spoke to her in a very open manner, in fact in a more intimate manner than I had attained. I watched the proceedings and quite frankly I was a little jealous, they were messing with my bird. I registered so that I could join in and protect her from the advances of this band of misfits but unlike them with their brutish names I chose ‘Timmy’.
As I entered the room under this guise they pounced on me expecting a subservient wimp, a virgin. They fell into my trap. I typed my message to draw them away from my friend and pressed enter:

“Hey does anybody do scat?”

Well it went silent, you could have heard a pin drop these so called exponents of sexual deviant delights, the pushers back of boundaries were stopped in their tracks, they realised that the’ Master’ had arrived and awaited for instruction. I’m sure many entered ‘scat’ in a Google search before coming back. One foolish poster in an act of shear bravado asked the question
“What’s scat.”?
Countess Rutland urged me on with pride as I described the inauguration ceremony for those who wished to become acquainted with its practices of which I wish to share with you.

Three forum members posted their intrigue and acceptance of instruction to which I proceeded my instructions with:

Fetch a turd and remove your cloths and lie down face up.
Now take the turd and place it on your tummy button.
Now slowly and erotically do three sit ups making sure your belly compresses the turd.
After this stand up and look in a mirror and examine the pattern that the turd has transcribed over your abdomen.
I then asked them which British Butterfly does it resemble.

I ran swiftly from the room with no desire to ever return.
I had taught them never to mess with Timmy that’ll teach them eh?

Another close call and another experience to cross off my list of things to do before I’m old.

And the lesson I learnt?

Well, I now know the difference between Eroticism and Perversion

Eroticism is similar to using a feather when engaging in an act of love.

Perversion is when you use the whole chicken.