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brunettelace -> Memories that make more sense now. (9/21/2013 4:58:11 PM)
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So I was thinking about when I was younger, and didn't know what BDSM was, and memories from that time that make a lot more sense now.
I was born in 1987, so a lot of this stuff will be related to growing up in the late 80s early 90s.
Examples:
I thought that Sub Zero (from Mortal Combat)/any ninja was incredibly hot.
The movie Princess Bride was exciting until Wesley took his mask off. Then it lagged until he was in the torture chamber and it became exciting again! :)
I watched the scene where Han Solo was in the carbonite, and then gets taken out of the carbonite, again, and again, and again.....
I was raised Mormon, and they had these posters for the youth. One of the posters (which I hung up in my room) had the caption "Big Lies Can Start With A Little Yarn". It had a picture of a guy with yarn wrapped all around his throat jaw and mouth, up to his nose. I found it incredibly arousing.
The movie "Death Becomes Her" was fun to watch for the scenes of Madam Rhuman and her Slave boys. Also Bruce Willis was fairly submissive in that flick.
I liked the scene in Disney's Pocahontas when John Smith was tied to the pole, and then when he was on his knees with his hands tied behind his back....is that too weird....it is Disney.....
I couldn't get enough of the Songs "My Skin" by Natalie Merchant, and "Possession" by Sarah Maclachlan.
When I sat behind a cute guy in high school, I often had the urge to grab a bunch of his hair and pull hard.....I restrained myself.
I have ALWAYS loved the way ties look around a man's throat. Also, gun holsters. The ones that strap around the shoulders and back. I always had the urge to tighten them.
My clothing consisted of black, grey, sometimes red articles. (My mother hated that....she likes pink) I never felt right in anything else. I felt comfortable in leather jackets.
The masquerade scene from Labyrinth turned me on.
I found some fake handcuffs from my brother's halloween cop costume,...and I kept them.
I just, for some reason, was never interested in any of the guys that chased me. I met my husband and sub in high school. I zeroed in on him pretty quick, ....he just let off a vibe that I liked....I hadn't even talked to him yet, but I was able to transfer myself into 5 of the 7 classes he had. I know, I know...stalker! But it worked for us. The way he is, and the way I am,....well, he didn't mind at all, to say the least.
I talked to him a few times about normal stuff. One day, I just had the urge....I turned to him and said, "You're one of those guys that goes home and dances around in your mother's panty hose.....aren't you?!" HAHA, you should have seen his cute face. He was floored.
The first dance we went to was a Sadie Hawkins dance. I took him off the dance floor pretty quick, cause I could tell he wasn't totally comfortable dancing. I took him out into the moonlight and attacked him on the bleachers. lol. Ah good memories. I actually bit him a little too hard that night....I wasn't as good as I am now. Poor thing.
Anyway, I'm a firm believer that BDSM type fetishes are a sexual orientation in themselves. I don't remember ever being any other way. I don't feel like I learned what I like, I just automatically was this way. As I got older, and left my religion, I was finally able to find out more about people who like similar things, and learn what BDSM was! I remember that day, it was a eureka moment. And it was as if I had discovered Disneyland! I spent hours looking through all the BDSM gear I could buy.
Anyway.....How about any of you? Any memories like these that made more sense once you understood what you were??
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