By the look on the lady's face, I think that confused her. And then I felt a few more pair of eyes turn my way. This made me feel the need to clarify, although I wasn't sure how the truth would sound. But I went with "Honesty is the best policy" approach amidst these strangers who have been nothing but open about thier own very personal lives.
I'm sure she expected me to say Dom, as I stood there in front of her in jeans and high leather boots and a leather jacket with red lipstick on. After all, I'd spent the entire party asking lots of questions, and not shying awary from sharing my opinions and personal antecdotes. I was definately no wallflower.
So, I clarified as best I could: "Well, when I'm in a relationship with someone I really care about, therefore trust, I'm comfortable being sub sometimes. I actually enjoy switching a few times within the same encounter, actually. But, with someone I don't know or don't know well, I will always be the Dom. Always."
I'm not sure if that made any sence to the small group who often only identify as one or the other and wouldn't dream of switching. But it's the truth.
Then I wrapped it up for the evening and made my way home - thankful there hadn't been any alcohol at the party since that would have been an easy way to fee I was "relaxing myself" in what was, at first, a very uncomfortable situation at a stranger's house with strangers.
But I made up my mind to stay in touch with a few of my new kinkster friends and go to another gathering if my shedule allows. I'm hoping to find a group to play with that isn't so touchy-feely-restrainy. Haha!
I don't think I'll live this lifestyle hard core. But I will play on the fringes when I can.
And when I do - know that I will definately report back here.