My first larp experience was at Knutpunkt 2014, in a run of Kink & Coffee, “introduction night at your local local BDSM club”. It was a particularly challenging choice, as both larping and BDSM were some way outside my comfort zone. I’d persuaded Frederick to sign up as well, but as we waited for things to begin he was having serious doubts.
“This is exactly why we have to stay,” I told Frederick. “Right now, we’re shit-scared – and that means that at the end of this we’re going to feel amazing.” I half-believed myself. I remembered feeling just as scared at the beginning of a tantra course on intimacy that I’d attended two years earlier. Persuading Frederick to stay made it easier for me to quell my own worries.