kettil -> RE: Why do you enjoy seeing him/her cry? (11/3/2009 10:15:21 PM)
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As a sadist, being aroused by tears appears to come with the territory. My lover crying in response to my touch is one of the most beautiful things she can do for me. Kissing and licking the tears trickling down her face—tears that belong to me—is such an intimate act of connection, of communion. I grew up pretty sheltered and even though I read The Joy of Sex cover-to-cover many times, it still baffled me that I would get a raging hard-on every time my second girlfriend cried. I had never seen anything more beautiful and more feminine. I felt like a monster every time I would “accidentally” hurt her or make her cry from frustration. It was a relief for me when I discovered that she would cry from coming too hard too; that was something I went for with gusto because it was something positive I could do to get what I craved. Tears are drops of liquid emotion and my lover’s emotional response is all that I am after. Prying open my lover’s heart and soul, to make her spread her emotional wings around me and warm me with the radiance of her response, is what I crave. It is what I need. Maybe being a sadist means that I am emotionally disfigured, I’ll leave that for others to decide. But I consider myself blessed. I get to experience something beautiful, a connection so profound that it is almost spiritual; the intimacy between the torturer and the tortured. Am I abusive? Narcissistic? Truth be told; I don’t know. I don’t think I am, but if I was, I would deny it. Some say that denying that you are a narcissist in fact proves that you are. However, I while ago I made a comment elsewhere that may say what I think of my species in a nutshell: I like to say that what we sadists lack in sympathy, we make up for in empathy. I would go so far as to say that a sadist could be the most attentive and sensitive lover, should he venture into the taboo areas of romance and tenderness. Few will have better insight into your emotions and what makes you tick because that simply comes with the territory. Who, after all, has greater motivation to dive into your heart and soul and solve the puzzle of what makes you tick but your torturer?
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