Bottoms Up: I Dream Of Collars
I imagine being a collared submissive as a physical manifestation of my and my dominant’s commitment, a symbol around kinky folks and a public secret around vanilla ones.
I imagine being a collared submissive as a physical manifestation of my and my dominant’s commitment, a symbol around kinky folks and a public secret around vanilla ones.
“He’d asked me about it before, saying it was something he’d always wanted. And now, he was quivering on the floor, looking up at me, handing me an open knife with both hands.”
I don’t always play to get off. Sometimes denial is exactly what I want.
“I really really want to like going down on her, but I don’t. It feels overwhelming — the smell, the taste, the trouble breathing.”
In the beginning checking in all the time was useful. But after six months of it, Sarah was getting annoyed.
“For me, as a Black Trans Woman, to find her body not only as something worthy and magnificent (as it is), but to find someone to share that magick with, may very well be one of the only moments she has to enjoy a trying and very taxing life — one that’s always trying to kill her.”
As my gender expression changes, so does who I’m attracted to.
“But when we changed the game a little, and added just a few little things, our play soared to new mountain summits I hadn’t even known we could reach, or let alone want.”
As I grow more into the submissive I want to be, I grow to love myself more.
Within D/s relationships specifically, protocols are explicit, negotiated with the needs and best interests of everyone in mind, subject to change based on reflection and consent.
“Holistic masochism recognizes that I’m not just a sex machine, but a whole person who has to exist before and after play.”
We thrive on these everyday tiny moments where we both get to be reminded of our agreed-upon power differential.
“Perhaps trust is my biggest kink. That would explain a lot.”
“When I’m alone, and the world feels like it’s ending, for whom do I do service?”
“I knew she wanted it, I trusted her to know she could take what she asked for, and I wanted to give her what she wanted. But I couldn’t do it.”
I started to see submission as less about what happens in play and more about a way to approach the world.
When you want your partner to be strong, dominant, demanding and strict, “What do you need right now? Can I make you a sandwich? Let’s watch your favorite movie!” is not a sexy reaction.
Happy Fisting Day! Celebrate by fisting. Also celebrate by voting no on Proposition 60.
Sex doesn’t exist in a vacuum, but what if during the act, it did? What if all I focused on during sex was consent and pleasure?
That’s what’s tricky about disabled sexuality: most people, disabled or not or anyplace in between, have no idea how to discuss it. So fear of “saying the wrong thing” takes over instead and the problem feeds itself. We never talk about it because we don’t know how to start.