Submissive Ritual

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about dominance and submission (D/s), particularly in terms of how it impacts my relationship with my husband, PC. To be specific, D/s seems to extend beyond the roles we adopt in our private, BDSM play scenes.

In an earlier post I mentioned how this dynamic has been integral to our relationship since the start, even though PC balks at the term “Dominant,” and, until recently, I never acknowledged my role as the “submissive” in our interaction. Nonetheless, the more I read about BDSM, the more I’ve come to realize that we are in some ways negotiating a mental, 24/7 Dom/sub relationship.

Sub Frenzy

As you can imagine from my previous post, kinky Dom's scenarios drove me wild – I was horny enough to take on a battalion of men and still want more. Sex (and submissive scenarios in particular) was on my mind 24/7. In short, I suffered from an acute case of sub frenzy.

His Barbarous Bitch

In revenge and in love, woman is more barbarous than man.*

The true man wants two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants woman, as the most dangerous plaything.**

Was it a need for revenge that drove me to create a profile on a BDSM site? In part, yes. I was enraged at PC for betraying my trust, and I felt a need to even the score between us. But that’s only half the story.

Happy Kinky Lovers' Day!

To all you sexy, pervy, kinky people out there: Happy lovers' day!!!!

I hope all of you have something dirty planned, even if it's a date with your favorite toy.

As for me, PC spoiled me rotten this weekend!!! I'll tell you about it soon. Here's a teaser: When I got home from work Friday, he had changed all the light bulbs in our apartment... to red. It was a prelude to one of the hottest weekends we've ever spent together....

Kisses,  E. xox

Till Kink Do Us Part?

Rage – oh god! Let me tell you of the rage I harbored against my husband PC, selfish, unyielding, that almost cost us our marriage. 

It was the fight to end all fights. I can write about it now, in the safety and comfort of our renewed peace. If ever I emphasized the importance of communication in intimate relationships, I will do so again with added vigor, not to mention a heightened awareness of its critical significance. 

The Perils of Poisonous French Books

In Oscar Wilde's The Picture of Dorian Gray, debaucherous Lord Henry Wotton lends his naive acolyte, Dorian, a "poisonous" yellow book. It serves as a blue print for the young man’s descent into decadence and hedonism.
 
Much like Dorian, I owe the current turn in my own sexual journey, from swinger to something more – to something that embraces kink and BDSM practices, as well as a polyamorous understanding of my relationship with PC – to the power of the written word.

Two books in particular galvanized my imagination, setting in motion a series of emotional transformations from which I have yet to recover.