SteelofUtah
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Joined: 10/2/2007 From: St George Utah Status: offline
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Hello all. For those of you who follow the Poll's and Random Stupidity Threads you will know that I recently had a Pre-Birthday Celebration and part of the event was to attend a Swinger Club in Las Vegas called the Green Door and play in thier relativly Impressive Dungeon (Impressive in that it was decently stocked and most of the items were decently made) While at this little Shin-dig I decided to drop my apprehensions and actually play in front of other people. As a Rule I am not a Public Player. I have many reasons but the basics are that I do not care to be critiqued in my activities, I don't want a DM deciding what is best for my partner, and mostly I worry more about my surrounding than I do my Target and I find that to be a little too dangerous and therefore I just do not engage. Beyond that up until this very weekend I had issue with the lable of Sadist. Many People here have heard my reasons for why I did not believe I was a Sadist but after this weekend I have come to terms with that and agree completely that I am 100% a Sadist. I never used to see myself as a Sadist because I was always actually afraid to hurt someone. Even when in a school yard fights I would intentionally hold back afraid that if I let go I might kill somebody. I have always enjoyed spanking and andi hates that I take devilish delight in smacking her inner thigh without warning. I enjoy the finger print marks that get left. But when it comes to the whips and chains nastiness of the S&M World I always considered myself tame........... That is until this past weekend in which our very own Merc and his lovely slave beth gave way to an invite to The Green Door, and thier Dungeon. For the most part we OWNED the room only a few people came in and actually did anything in the room, one guy gave his girl a all around decent seccion using many of the toys that we brought and a paddle swat that we were all rather impressed by. When it came time I hand cuffed andi to the Stripper Pole that stood in the middle of the room. (beth will have to tell the story of actually BEING the stripper pole) I started spanking and swatting the girl as I usually would but this time there was an erotisism about it, maybe it was because of what we were doing, maybe it was because we were being watched, maybe because anyone who wanted would walk right in and witness our decadence, whatever it was andi was excited by it and each and every spank became a sexual act, no longer an act of violence, now it was as if her entire body were one big erogenous zone and with each swat she got closer to orgasm. Because of this I found that her excitement now excited me, not in a sexual way perse but rather in a Sensual way that made me want to hit her more and take her Deeper and Harder. I can only Prey that every Sadist feels this when they strike thier target because if they don't, if I am infact Unique then they world is missing a sensation that should be marketed to the masses. When I uncuffed andi she nearly fell to the floor, she was shaking and unable to answer me right away, she looked like a girl who discovered an orgasm for the first time, but more than that she was excited about it.She saw things differently. It was no longer about pain it was actually about pleasure and she finally figured out how that worked, how that was possible. Oddly enough when I moved to the Bench which was a contraption inbetween what looked like two St Andrews Crosses with a Padded Platform connected on one side and not on the other meaning who was attached to it was simply inverted not horizontal and I started up working andi over I listened as Merc started joking about "Nice Warm-Up" basically infering that I don't have one. This is not the case I have a warm up it is just an intense one. I learned that I hit firmly to begin with and get harder as the session continues. or what Merc has lovingly coined the "Steel Warm-up" My purpose in starting this thread would be to find out how normal this realization is with other Sadists and when they discovered thier attraction to giving pain? Also I was wondering if anyone else finds a direct conection to the bottoms enjoyment being directly porportional to the enjoyment of the Top. I Honestly believe that if she had hated it I would have disliked it as well. Then there was the other partisipator who I got to play with WyldHrt and I took delight in showing her exactly what she could take. I know she was in pain but I took pride in her as she took everything that I had to offer, The emotions here were different but equally enjoyable. The Back Scratcher that caused the little foot prints INSTANTLY was an amazing experience, After receiving the hardest of her swats and visually watching the bruise form I was, for lack of any better word, proud. So Anyone else ever has these kinds of experiences? Please forgive me if this is old Hat to established Sadists but I found the experience enlightening. Steel
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