In the kink community, I don’t go by my real name. There’s a number of reasons. But, one of the strongest is the fact that several of the people who regularly attend munches are undergraduates at the institution I teach at. While I feel relatively safe with this group, I’d rather not put my job at risk.

A lot of people in the community don’t use their names either, and there’s no issue with it. But, one tiny problem is the fact that people like Pup have met me under a real-sounding but totally false name. I just felt better going by a normal name as opposed to Sprite or Dolly or something. So, it can be easy to just assume that the name I use is my real name.

After the whole Jenga fiasco, Pup asked me out to get some lunch and try to diffuse the awkward. That afternoon, I was running a little late (I couldn’t pick out an outfit, sue me) and he ended up showing up while I was half-dressed. I managed to throw myself together and let him in, but then I couldn’t find my keys and as I was wandering my apartment I said, “get your shit together, Ivy” except by Ivy I mean I used my real-ass name.

We just kind of stared at each other for a minute before I said, “so, yeah, that’s my name.” I then told him Sir’s real name, which was a relief and made everything easier because the name Sir uses in the scene is Pup’s real name. 

“Well, now we’re both assholes,” I said as we walked to lunch, “you bled on me and I used a fake name. So, we’re even.”

Pup laughed, “don’t worry about it.”

We had a nice lunch, and afterwards Pup asked if I wanted to go back to his place. I sent Sir a text making sure it was all right if I played with Pup, and the two of us walked back to his apartment. 

When we got to his bedroom, he asked if I wanted to have sex, and I explained that Sir and I had a whole arrangement about that, I’d like to get to know him better first, and that it would require me discussing it with Sir in something longer than a text. 

“That’s fine,” Pup said, “I’ll just take some time to learn you.”

What he learned pretty quickly is that I’m super sensitive to biting, even though I like it. The next day, I’d found a few tooth imprints on my shoulder. 

And what I had learned, or at least was pretty surprised to discover, was that Pup could make me cum surprisingly fast with his fingers. Which is strange, because usually I have a little trouble cumming with new partners because I get nervous. But, somehow, I was suddenly cumming before I even was aware that I was going to.