Missokyst -> A choice.. or a decision? (6/6/2010 9:18:17 PM)
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Late last year I started to reclaim my life after a breakup. I began going to parties and even joined a dungeon as a member. Initially my plan was just to chat and be seen, but gradually I was able to play a bit. I am submissive and a masochist but I am also a sadist and that was the role I chose to use when I played. It was easy enough to top even though my heart was not in it, and I chose only scenes that would be brief. A couple of months ago I started letting my sub maso side peek out, IF someone expressed interest. But in my area there are few male dominants who attend parties so I got very little play and what there was of it was always very tame. Then last month at a party I went to I was topped by one of my group members who had traveled with us. For the first time in years I felt myself drifting into subspace. I know he saw it too, but not too long after the scene ended and so went space. I don't know what I felt about that so at the last party I did get to bottom but I kept part of me in control. I doubt if I would have hit subspace if my partner had beat me while having sex with me which was not going to happen! I was going to go to a party last night and then.. The guy who was going with me suggested instead of going to the party we might play at his place instead. Thrown for a loop, I diverted his attention and ignored it as if it was just a casual thought. Sometime during our continued conversation he brought it up again and I let him know I am just starting to get back into this and I was not sure if I was ready for a one on one. He pointed out I did not say no and to that I replied well I would have to see your space I need to know I am comfortable.. but once again pointed out that I am still very new to getting back into play. Then he casually suggested before the party we stop at his place and.. well, you see where this is going I am sure. I did have a good time. I am still not sure how I feel about that. So, me being the ever questioning person that I am, I took a look back into my past. And I'll be darned. All my prior relationships and encounters were not something I pursued. I have dodged, darted, evaded and slid out of the arms of most men who have attempted to enter my life. The only time I ended up staying with someone was when the man took the decision out of my hands. From my husband, who took my no to mean well maybe, to my most recent x, who learned everything could about me before staking his claim, all the men in my life made the move to make it happen as if it was natural that my choice be what they decided. I am not denying my part in any relationship in my life. I allowed these men in and I have not been disappointed. But, if they had shown any hesitation about getting what they wanted I would have darted, dodged, evaded, and slid right out of their lives. So.. was it a choice, or a decision? I was not aiming to play last night. I had not even considered this man as viable. But his done deal attitude was something that flipped a switch in me to turn off the escape route. When a man approaches you, how much is your choice, and how much is his decision (aka pursual).
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