Kana
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Depends on the chica. Some gals-Oh Hell fucking yes. Others not so much. Many many years ago, when I was just an egg, I played with this gal one weekend. Friday night was rough sex, terrific low jobs, a bit of bondage, slap and spank. Saturday was extended restraint, hours in sensory deprivation,repeated violation with objects and treating her like an it. Sunday was gonna be hard play now that we had a feel for each other. Got things going, bound her up, did some nice caning when I noticed the vibe was all off, things weren't grooving right. I was still young and dumb enough that I checked once or twice, then charged ahead (Cuz fools rush in where angels fear to tread) Halfway through the next series of lashes she just lost it,fell to pieces as the facade cracked and the tears flew, deep shuddering fucking sobs too. As mentioned, I was headstrong, but not that much. I shut down everything, brought the scene to an instant halt, did the required after caring pulling her back up, helping make sure the pieces went back together correctly. A few hours later we were having lunch, discussing what happened. At the time I was still young enough I was kinda hesitant in assuming control, taking the leash hard like it was mine to do with as I desired. So I was kinda rattled. In the midst of the breakdown, she said something that's always stuck, that changed the way. She said, "I have to cry to break through the wall. For me, the tears are the letting go. After that I can fly free." She couldn't break out of selfdom alone. She needed to be pushed, hell, thrust through. Once there she found the peace she craved/needed, but the journey there, yeah, that wasn't a smooth ride.
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"One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die. " HST
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