Anticipation

17He buckled the collar around her neck. The thick leather sliding into place against her throat felt like coming home after a long journey. The snaps on the bindings holding her wrists were next. Her breath caught and held as he drew her hands above her head securing them to the headboard.

She gave the experimental tug – she always did. It didn’t matter that she knew the bindings wouldn’t budge. Now it was only her words that would set her free. She clamped her lips tight unwilling to utter the words that would grant her escape. She caught his eye he wouldn’t blindfold her preferring instead that she was aware of his every reaction. It made her arousal sharper and shifted on the bed suddenly uncomfortable.

He didn’t say a word but his stare pinned her in place. It was a game they would play she loved him stoic, strong and silent. He loved her quivering all her barriers broken down until she was free. Free to love him free to feel. It ¬†was a test, a battle of wills to see who would win first – and oh how she loved the game.

“Are you ready?”

She knew if she wasn’t he’d wait but she was more than ready. She licked her lips prepared to answer and thrilled at the heat that flared in his gaze. The game was on.

Through the looking glass….is it a distorted view?

collarNo one can deny the explosion of naughty books in today’s romance section, and with the release of a certain trilogy and movie a large number of those are based in the world of BDSM, but what does that really mean? There is a lot of misleading info on what is and what is not acceptable and what is and is not abuse. I tend to take these conversations with a grain of salt or at least I try.

My mother told me not to put any BDSM in my writing. (though I’m almost certain that she called it something different) because they were trying to ban and or boycott books with this type of material.

There is some really great writing out there which tries to shed light on the “lifestyle” but I shake my head at this too. Why does there need to be a lifestyle? Why do we feel the need to chip away pieces of ourselves so that we can fit between the lines of a well defined box imposed upon us by society? It starts at a young age with girls toys and boys toys. Specific gender defined toys and extends into all other areas of life from there.

Not all submissive roles are played by women, because you choose to serve does not mean that you are always on your knees. The coin has many faces as well. For instance just because you lead does not make you dominant. It’s not all whips and chains and kinky fuckery.

There is a beauty in knowing how far your comfort level extends and an even greater beauty in pushing those boundaries in a relationship built on a foundation of trust and communication.

take a long look at yourself. What is it that you desire? When do you feel most comfortable in your own skin? When you are done looking in the mirror turn your attention to your partner what makes them happy? What do they desire most from you but also from themselves? These are hard questions to answer. They require you to be an adult about your sexual decisions. Do you consent? Do you have a safe way to stop things if they progress past your comfort level? If both answers are yes then do as you please and break out of the box you’ve become so dependent upon.