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tsatske -> RE: bellypunching (9/22/2012 11:45:52 AM)
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can I close my eyes? LOL. Fear is fun to play with with someone you trust.
One of my former Masters was the most consumate sadists I have ever known. For a pain slut like me, it was, sexually, a perfect relationship. The only thing that was frustrating, but I understood and accepted it, was, when we played in a public setting (party or dungeon) or around others, he dialed it WAY back. I understood. He wanted to play with others, was perfectly well tuned to adjusting his play to their desires and abilities - it would have been negitive and false advertising. If other women who were interested in playing with him saw what he did to me in private, it would have scared most of them out of the idea of playing with him. One day I was kneeling beside a woman we played with regularly enough that I considered her a 'sister'. she was not much of a pain slut and was a good example of someone who would have been frightened or disturbed if we played at our normal level. We were kneeling together while he left the room to go select toys. She said to me, 'You're trembling! You're not really scared of him, are you'? I said, 'Oh, hell yea, he scares the fuck out of me' she said, 'Why? do you think he's going to hurt you?' I said, 'Oh, I KNOW he's going to hurt me. I trust that he will never injure me, but he will hurt me.' 'Yea', she said, 'But not more than you want.' And all of the sudden - it was like your glass shattering. I knew she was right. He wouldn't hurt me that badly, in front of her. Playing that day was suddenly not nearly as much fun. aren't we strange creatures?
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