I love spankings.
Let me start here, with your ass – there is something in the curves, the way it rounds out when you bend over. A woman bent over and presenting herself to be taken strikes on something primal – it is the position of an animal in heat. It makes me want to fuck with her. To pull her down. It makes me want to be animal enough to take her.
The first handprint left on her skin is crimson in color. It stands at odds with the pristine, unmarked skin around it.
Here is one sliver of my sadistic side, and here is how it works. My pleasure is not in how I am inflicting pain, but that she is accepting it. That she is thriving on it. There is a degree of enjoyment in my implements: hands, flogger, paddle. But the true measure of my sadism is how much I simply love feeling her squirm, hear her gasps of pain slide along that steady crescendo into pleasure and tranquility of self.
Speaking of tranquility…
The feel of heat blooming on lily white skin, is there anything more divine, more potent, more perfect? The bratty, mouthy submissive that is me taken down, broken, brought to writhing submission with the spanking hand of One. Utter peace. Thank you for sharing …. ~myst
I love spankings.
The only thing I love more is deserving them.
For me there is nothing more sublime that wanting, needing a spanking. The delicious moments of exposure and knowing that so very soon, my consciousness will be eclipsed in a hot mosaic of sensation, temperature and sound. There is no surrender as sweet.
The anticipation of a spanking is the most cruel and delicious of the sensations. Knowing that it’s coming, that you’ve done something to deserve it. The heat, the power, the rush.
Not something I need to be thinking about right this very minute, but what the hell…
CG, I somehow doubt there is much time when you *don’t* deserve a spanking. I was on the phone with the big S the other day and he said you were most definitely on the naughty list.
Magdelena, I often wonder what that line is – the line between accepting and craving a spanking. When does it become a heat to need? There are differences between spankings and floggings, and I’m still working to understand the fundemental needs satisfied by each.
Queen….I think you very much need to be thinking about it right this very minute.
I read this yesterday and got to thinking about it this morning…is it considered sadism when the other person enjoys it? I mean, it’s still pain, yes, but the pain brings them pleasure…
It something I have pondered with Jack. When he spanks me, and I like it, should he be doing it harder? Am I punished, because I feel as if I am being rewarded? Is there a point at which masochism ceases to be, since the pain IS pleasure?
Is sadism restricted to someone who inflicts pain on people who enjoy it, or does it encompass the whole? Are psychopaths sadists, or just psycho? What of emotional pain- if so, most of the girls I went to school with were sadists, but I gathered no pleasure from their infliction of pain.
I’ll be here comtemplating my navel.
I never get spankings as punishment.. for that I am ignored…left to drift in the mire of my misdeeds.
I want , crave and lust for spankings , for the pain for the release and the freedom that follows afterwards.