For nearly two years prior to its establishment, Mistress Dominique and Grant burned a trail down I to Atlanta as often as they could in search of their kinky kindred to the East. Over the years, they met wonderful people and they absorbed all they could learn, experience, and feel from them. Often, they were welcomed into the private lairs of their fellow BDSMers. It was known that they existed, but there were no channels of contact, no social networks, Halloween bashes, Fetish Balls, nor Kinky Christmases in the heart of Alabama.
With less than 7 days notice, a meeting was to be held. Twenty-four people walked through the doors that Saturday afternoon. The attendees ranged from early twenties to people over sixty. They ate, drank, talked and made friends. Then finally, they made plans to meet again. But the obvious questions remained; how would they find each other online? How would they know when to meet again? What should the group be called? As Grant stood there, looking around at the tables where they now stood, he realized that the chairs in which they had been sitting were covered in burnt-red cherry fake leather.
A year passed with meetings being held in local restaurants and bars before TRC found a private meeting place. Grant ran the group βwith the help of others- until October of When Grant stepped aside he left The Red Chair in the hands of an established group.
This group was organized and the Leadership Team was formed. The Leadership Team began to planning and established a structure on which the group could operate. ALAFF is a coffee social group that had been around for several months. It started out meeting once a week on Wednesday night at a local trendy coffee house. TRC wanted to establish a social group that would be a great place to just relax and talk to with others.
This was a wonderful place for beginners to get to know others. The group falls under TRC leadership but is administered by a committee. The group still continues today and meets a couple times a month. They began at local hotels. The dungeon furniture was transported and stored in pieces and with the supplies and were kept in an enclosed trailer. At each party, the dungeon furniture had to be set up and then torn down. Meetings were moved to a private building in Huntsville while the search continued for our own home.
