KittenWithaTwist
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Recently, I read this post on another forum (on livejournal) and I felt the need to repost it. The reason I want to repost it is to gauge the reactions of other members of this forum, both doms and subs, switches, slaves-whatever your orientation. (From Livejournal: Male_Dom) I start by touching her, and then a few slaps to her ass with my hand. She responded, and it sounded like I went a little hard. So I backed off, warmed her up slowly with the light flogger. It felt like I was barely touching her, but I know that she needs to be warmed up slowly, and we haven’t had any impact play for two or three months at least. So I’m obliging. I want this to end well. (For those of you on the edge of your seats, it did not.) Eventually, I tell her that the warm up is over, and I work up to a heavier flogger, and then a heavier one, each time starting light and working up to harder force, trying to gauge her response and not give her more than she can process at a time. I’m pushing her, but not very hard, or so I think. I check in with her, tell her how good she is, how much I want her to please me, how much I want to use her, ask her if she’s doing ok. Each time she responds positively. Until after a few hard strikes with the heavier suede “thuddy” flogger I ask her if she can handle more, and she tells me that I’m pushing too hard, that I can’t do that kind of thing when we haven’t played in six months (it hasn’t been six. I know, because the last time we played was a month or two after xmas, when she gave me canes as a present). She tells me I’m pushing her harder than she is ready to take. Normally, this would anger me, but I know that she needs comfort more than me pushing her boundaries. For me, a scene in which she’s taking pain for me is all about pushing limits, and I don’t feel that I pushed her limits farther than she could take, even at this beginning level we’ve been at again, but whatever. I’ll oblige, slow it down, use less force, make it easy for her. I start again with the lightest one, tap tap tapping. It’s at this point that I start looking around for the first time. Until then, I’d been totally focused on her. I had barely even registered that there were other people around us, or that they were watching us. Now, I realize that I’m hearing floggers all around me, and it’s as if every station is someone getting flogged, and everyone’s doing really cool stuff. So I figure, hey, I’m getting kind of bored of this simple light flogging I’m giving, so I pick up a second flogger. I try to build a rhythm that I can get into, something I can start to feel, even with less force. After all, energy is mass and velocity, so if I’m not using a high velocity, I can up the mass and get the same energy, right? (Physics, people.) So, I’m trying to keep the energy flowing between us. I check in with her again because I realize, I may be giving her more than she can process right now with the two floggers. She tells me that I’m making it too complicated, that she feels like I don’t even care that she’s there. That I’m just playing with myself and having fun with floggers, instead of trying to interact with her. That’s the last straw for me. I tell her if I go any simpler, it’s not going to be enjoyable for me. She asks me if I’m mad, and I tell her no, but I’m disappointed. This I guess may have been a lie. I think I was mad, but I was trying not to be. I know she’s telling me how she feels, not trying to weasel out of the scene or anything. She wants a good scene too. But what the FUCK! I’m trying to engage in a serious scene here, about energy flow, about power, about her fucking taking pain for me! For her Master! And even in this, I’m trying to make the scene what she needs more than what I want. I want to beat the shit out of her ass with my floggers, with my bare hands even. I want to make her cry and beg and then beg me not to stop because she knows how much it pleases me to hurt her like this. I want her to take it, not because she likes it, but because I do. And I feel like she just wants a massage with a little sharp points in between. I feel like she’s the one calling the shots on how this scene will go down, and I’m tired of it. Telling me I’m pushing too hard, I can deal with that. Telling me she needs more light touching in between floggings, I’m all for that kind of feedback. Telling me that she feels like I don’t care if she’s there. FUCK THAT. The only reason I do this is so I can make her scream. I fucking love the sound of her screaming in that ecstatic pain where she’s really letting go of everything and letting the fire burn through her body and leave her clean again. I know I can’t go to that level right away. We need to work up to that again, fine. I backed off on the force when she said it was too much. But how can she say that I wasn’t paying her enough attention? That I’m focusing too much on my motions? I’m doing that because I’m trying to get the energy in the scene up again without hitting her too hard. Otherwise, I’m just a guy swinging a flogger, and who the fuck cares? I might as well be rubbing sensual massage oil into her ass. It’s a flogging. It’s supposed to hurt. I get nothing from it if it doesn’t hurt her. I’m not going to rip her ass to shreds. I just want her to scream for me. So I stopped the scene. How about that, a Dom calling a safeword? I called fucking red on her ass. Because I couldn’t take the manipulation I felt was coming from her. It wasn’t intentional manipulation on her part, I know that. But I wasn’t in control of the scene anymore. It wasn’t my scene anymore. So I stopped it. My thoughts will be in the comments. Please share yours.
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"Time travel: It's a cornocopia of disturbing concepts." ~Ron Stoppable
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