Did I mention that I feel myself changing…?
A couple items of note that seem to point toward that truth:
I was punished in front of others on Saturday. I just felt safe, made right size, relaxed, relieved that my ego was no longer tormenting me. No anger. No humiliation. Of course the environment was really safe, but that’s beside the point. *smiles*
I had a fantasy Sunday…about begging again…and about something I’ve never once wanted before. And that’s the sound and sight of a man taking his belt off to spank me with it. Its always sent me right into ptsd to hear that sound or to see a belt wrapped around a man’s hand. But Sunday, as I write this, I want it. And I wonder how it would feel laid across my Mons…
*sighs…* I want…I have no idea whether or not I’d still get all dissociative about the belt, but there’s desire there for it on a new level…and the uncertainty of what my emotions might actually be within a factual event is not altering my arousal one wit. *smiles* In fact, it seem to be heightening it instead.
That bit about heightening it is another facet of a change that I’m seeing the hint of. The sex play limit lines are rolling back a bit. Always a sign post of personal evolution for me.
Yesterday I published this Riddle:
Majestic Traveller
I am not a king, I am not a queen
But most of you will bow when I’m seen
Currently I am resting on my side
But soon I will continue my stride
I can’t walk, run, fly or crawl
Yet I am the greatest traveller of all
Here is the Answer:
A coin on the floor.
(bow when I am seen=to pick me up, resting on my side=on the floor, continue my stride and greatest traveller of all=moving between people as I am exchanged).
I just realized that some time while I’m gone for my ceremony, this blog will have 50K hits. That’s fun. *smiles*
And I’m still mulling over some of the points made by Elizavetta in her post on submission, which you may remember I’ve referred to before. I didn’t really say much about the post, just that I was thinking about the content of it, so no links to any of my past stuff here, but one of the things I am mulling over is the comment made by an erotic writer that I’ve come to favor greatly, 3barque. Here’s a link to 3barque’s blog, Skin Boat and to the comment left on Elizavetta’s post called Hide and Seek. This comment 3barque made is full of grit and in particular, the remark made about “submission is a very, very powerful act.” That’s got zing for me. And zing makes me pause and wonder…
I’ve been thinking about how submission is powerful and specifically how it is powerful for me. How does it empower me? Where are the power leaks? What’s the dance between the two? What sorts of qualities in me, in my Dom, in the dynamic between myself and my partner shift the balance between empowerment and power leaks? I’m thinking on all this deeply.
In response to my request to expand on the ‘Skimming the Cane’ technique, Paul sent me this…and thank you Paul, for allowing me to publish this, by the way *smiles*:
Skimming the cane, I’ve never seen this done anywhere else, it could be dangerous.Have the spanker kneeling with thighs and bottom at 90º from the horizontal, support with firm pillows, the trick is to hold the cane parallel to the bottom and skim it very fast across the bottom, this creates a burning sensation, Mel could barely hold still for 12, the skin becomes very red and very hot, any more than twelve and blisters may appear, done properly it neither welts or bruises. This is a technique that needs a good eye and a steady arm, I would not attempt it now. It also requires practice as it can be dangerous if done improperly.




















July 9, 2008 at 2:05 pm
Oh, that’s too bad because I went to take a look (yep, curious and here earlier) and WoW! What I saw was breathtaking and truly beautiful. I’m glad I was able to enjoy it.
Hmmm, my playroom? I think in many ways it would be like yours, light, airy, filled with every luxury and implement I could obtain. To it I would add means to record what occurred within the confines of that erotic space and a way to watch the action bigger than life. That would likely satisfy the voyeur and the exhibitionist in me.
*squee* J just got here!!! An unexpected visit in the middle of the day.
*hugs*
CeeCi
Yup. It is too bad. And I have to agree with you about the work. I’m glad you could enjoy it also Ceeci. *smiles*
Yay! I’m glad that J is there. I Hope you two have a great time together today. And ooh! What a good idea to include recording equipment…though for me that would only happen with a marriage partner or someone I felt as deeply about.
((big hugs))
July 9, 2008 at 2:54 pm
When I imagine a sex dungeon I always picture a starkly empty room with white walls and carpet. There’s a big bed suspended from the ceiling and the walls have red paint thrown, splattered, smeared, and hand-printed on them. But there’s always a huge high window taking up one wall to let in tons of sunlight. Any sex toys or instruments would have little shelves or hooks to hang on the walls in plain sight.
Strong stark imagery Comfy. *grins* Vivid too. Just like you. *winks*
July 9, 2008 at 3:39 pm
ps the moleskine page in your shared reading list kept me busy for hours, my brother and I are moleskine geeks
Kewl! That’s why I share the posts. I’m truly happy you enjoyed it. It will be a stagnant list for a bit though. Perhaps I should consider taking it off the side bar tomorrow until I get back..Hmmm
July 9, 2008 at 4:43 pm
Shannee, our play-space, I suppose it’s motif was light, two wall were windows with a dressing room and a large on suite bathroom.
An extra large bed a couple of sizes larger than king-size, made to order I still have it, it’s a shrine to many happy memories.
A couple of large easy chairs by the fireplace and a chaise lounge against one wall, a triangular dressing table for Mel, this was a play-space, fun and scenes only.
Punishments took place in the home office.
The idea that a submissive is a limp wimp is repulsive to me, all the subs that I have known have been strong women.
The M/s or D/s partnership, as I see it, is a symbiosis, each feeds off the other in equal measure.
Ideally there should be no leaks as the power exchange is a closed circuit.
This is more clearly shown in a sadist masochist partnership, they each need the other.
Because we perceive the sadist as the active partner, or evil, and the masochist as receiving or abused, we will not see that each is receiving what they need from the other.
Oh dear another essay, I do go on.
Always thought provoking dear Shannee!
Love and warm hugs,
Paul.
Hello Paul! Your space for you and Mel sounds wonderful! Oh! And a fire place. Forgot that one myself. But I would remember when I build. Haven’t got that now.
You and Mel really got it right together Paul…it is no wonder that you didn’t experience power leaks with each other and that your relationship was a healthy symbiosis.
I have not been so lucky all the time. Sometimes its difficult to get it right when partners are a bit ill suited for some reason. And in my situation at least, there’s been no abuse…just a matter of not getting right. That can cause more insidious and harder to fix power leaks than the abusive kind.
And you’ve made good points…and I don’t care how long the comment is…Whatever you’ve got to say is very welcome here. ((hugs)) I hope you’ve had a lovely day.
July 9, 2008 at 9:15 pm
I love the description of your play space. I sounds just about perfect. I would also want a fireplace and lots of large windows too. The bathroom would need to have a large tub, big enough to comfortably fit two or three. I had never seen the tantra chair before, but now it is near the top of my fantasy wish list.
His belt is one of my favorite things. Hearing it, feeling it and thinking about ti puts me right into ’sub-space’. He was here Monday night, I am sitting here on a sore and welted behind, missing him again. *smiles*
I love the direction your posts have been taking, it very much reflects what I have been feeling as well.
Alice
Hello Alice! It is really fun to day dream about that and go about creating it isn’t it? *grins*