AAkasha -> RE: I Don't Think They Intended THIS (6/2/2010 10:31:33 PM)
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This has been a great thread! Thanks for starting it and to everyone who shared. There's one part of my femdom side that is pretty intense and unpredictable and it ebbs and flows. While I am almost always "game" for some S&M on some level, there are times when I wake up consumed with a need for it. It's animalistic, it feels super compulsive, it's very distracting. The most vivid times it impacted me were times like in college - at a party, or on a date, with a man, a man who I was attracted to. And listening to him talk or watching his mannerisms, all I could do is imagine how he would look restrained. In bondage. Or begging. Or how his hair would feel between my fingertips. How much tension it would take to make him wince. What a whimper would sound like from him. It's an aching, burning in my chest, kind of above the belly. I sometimes feel flushed. I have to look away. I feel incredibly predatory, but almost intensely vulnerable at the same time because it's a surreal, frenzied, "why am I having these URGES" (this is how it was in college - when I was really getting a grip on it..bigtime). During those moments, man is meat to me; he's prey, he's someone I want to sink my claws into. If I feel ANY kind of attraction to him, I don't think about kissing, or holding hands, or romantic lovemaking; I think of primal sadism, how he would look with tears in his eyes and how long he can hold his breath. I still get like this. Not QUITE as often (I find that if I get my "needs met" regularly, these kind of predatory urges aren't as compulsive when they hit me), but they happen. I've had a corporate client for more than a decade that brings me into a boardroom a handful of times a year; I see the same corporate bigwigs there every time, so we all connect a few times a year at this meeting only. There's a guy who attends this meeting too, who I find attractive, but we never share words really as our businesses don't align, we're just bystanders of each other at this meeting. There are times, if I am in that mood, that I can't stop looking at him (I think he has caught me a few times) because there's something in me that wants to dominate him in the worst way. There have been times when I am "feeling it" that I have to keep my eyes down on my agenda and not even look at him, because it's a distraction. Two months later, same meeting, I can barely even remember saying hello to him. It's that unpredictable; but when I am "in it," it's all-consuming. Akasha
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