Kana -> RE: -=BDSM isn’t always a choice=- (11/12/2012 5:56:05 AM)
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It's both. I can live without it, have done so for lengthy periods of time, like the five years I went stone cold nilla. But I don't like sex unless there's a power dynamic, some slut screaming and begging, watching her crawl and suffer. That's what really makes my motor run. Without it, sex is blase, no fun...to the point that when I fuck a gal in nilla, I'm not really actually with her because instead I'm in my head fantasizing about what I want to do to her, how I want to make her grovel and moan. In other words, I'm living a lie, and she's having sex with a liar. So what should be the most magical closest moment of sharing two folks can have is nothing more than a sham, and that makes me a shitty person. So yeah, I can do nilla, but nope, it ain't who and what I am. As to why I'm wired this way, shrugs, who the fuck knows. I've always, as in alwaysalwaysalways had power dynamics in my fantasies( And I mean even as an elementary school kid kana pulled his inky dinky even before I could orgasm. Why? Because it still felt good, and I knew it was forbidden. Yeah, that was a huge pull, that I was doing something taboo). At first it was minor stuff, tie a gal up, have her helpless for my to slake my lusts. That graduated to spankings, twisting pinching. And then I discovered hard core porn and everything changed. Ooooh man, the things they used to write about in the 70's and 80's. Just hard core way the fuck out there shit. Brutal slavery, real torture, nothing was over the line for those folks. And they fired by already fertile imagination. And then imagination became reality-met a subbie gal who know a thing or 895,000 and she showed me the ropes. After that, I never really looked back. And somewhere along there I crossed a line, until sex and BDSM became intertwined. It's who and what I am. I'm 6'0, I'm Irish, my eyes change color, and I like to torment women. These are immutable truths about me, hardwired into my DNA and I can't change it or run from in. Instead I roll with it and I've reached a peace and accord with myself about it. Which is kinda awesome. Now, who's gonna crawl over here and blow me?
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