To get excited we dress in something interesting. Think of sheer back-seamed stockings, shiny pantyhose, tight swimsuits or leotards, latex catsuits, high heels, you named it. (Not many males consider such things “normal” clothes, that do not pump blood into the proper places). But then we add chastity devices, tightly bind ourselves (or someone put you in an inescapable bondage, if you are lucky), to prevent masturbation.
Hm… Yes, OK, sounds logical…
This picture made my day. We definitely need more of them for every stupid social phenomenon. YEs, I know that the image does not cover all cases, but it’s a good beginning.
If you push yourself to the limits and out of your comfort zone, two things can happen: magic or breakage.
If your secret desire has finally come true, also two things can happen: happiness and relief or disappointment and vacuum.
What happens if you combine both? If you push yourself to the limits to make your wish come true?
And again back to the strange paradox of bondage and BDSM in total. For some strange reasons it brings freedom to both parties, indeed. Role and power exchange can lead to emotional and psychological collapse that may heal or … destroy.
That reminds me of one quote:
Don’t… tempt me Frodo! I dare not take it. Not even to keep it safe. Understand, Frodo. I would use this ring from a desire to do good… But through me, it would wield a power too great and terrible to imagine.
So, safety (in all senses) first, OK?
And then suddenly you discover yourself inescapably bound. Absolutely helpless. Unable to see, unable to hear. All you can do is to make some noise with your nose and squirm. You have no control over what’s happening or going to happen. You are not able to free yourself. You totally depend on the one who has just bound you into a “lump of meat”.
Probably you are left alone? You can hear nothing but your own breathing and heart pounding. What if struggling helps? Squirming, crawling, bending, pulling, pushing, screaming… To no avail. You ARE helpless. In a pool of sweat, out of breath, completely exhausted and in despair…
Another thing is curiosity. Even if it’s embarrassing, uncomfortable, strange, weird, curiosity pushes us forward. “Blue or red pill?” Oh, I’ve seen what’s back there, show me something new!
That reminds me of one photo session I had with a colleague of mine. “When you pulled out that latex dress, fishnet pantyhose, gags, latex stockings, plugs, ropes and other stuff, how could I stop? Of course, I wanted you to continue! Of course, I was very curious!”
But I always try to be gentle.
Anticipation and expectation are synonyms, but what a huge difference in the “results”! Anticipation can “increase the pleasure. Moreover, you are getting pleasure in advance by anticipating something. But expectations can ruin everything. Expectations can even be used as punishment:”You did not meet my expectations“. One of the biggest “managerial bullshit sayings”… Disgusting…
You can anticipate something, and not expect anything at the same time. Having anticipation puts a smile on our faces, not having expectations protects us from disappointments.
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