A long time ago, in my salad days when I was green in judgement, I met a girl. She was great, the sex was great, but I didn’t know then what I know now. This was in the days before the internet became the cornucopia of information and stimulation (and, yes, misinformation) that it is now. There were not too many ways to find out about kink, and although I was interested in a general, theoretical way, I had no experience of it.
She was a smart girl and she sensed my mix of interest and ignorance. One night beside the bed I saw a book. It was The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty by A N Roquelaure. I started reading it. If you don’t know, it’s a tale of d/s, set in a sort of mediaeval never-never land, about a young girl who is carried off and subjected to various indignities by a succession of libidinous men. It’s not as hard-core as Story of O, but it’s artfully told and would interest anyone with a penchant for spanking.
I asked my friend if this was the sort of thing she liked. She was rather coy, or perhaps she wasn’t, perhaps it was me who was slow on the uptake. I remember asking whether she identified with the ones dishing it out or the one taking it. I think she thought that rather a silly question. Realising at last that I needed, in my naivety, to be led, she said to me, in the middle of the night, ‘Whip me.’
That’s where it all started. I suppose the point of this little story is that I had instincts towards dominance, but no understanding of them, and no confidence that should they manifest themselves they would be welcomed. I didn’t really imagine there were girls who actually wanted to be spanked, that I already had a licence to do it if I was so inclined. So I had to be introduced to things by a girl who understood me better than I understood myself. Needless to say, I’ve always been grateful to her for that.
And so, dear reader, if you have a man who you think might have a bit of the dom in him, you may be able to draw it out through putting some reading in his way. I know it’s difficult to sit him down and tell him face to face exactly what you want him to do to you. Not least because if it is presented as something that you want rather than something he wants for himself, it’s not going to work very well. The submissive girl wants to be taken, controlled, ‘forced’; she doesn’t want to be obliged. But if you leave something in his way, something that puts ideas in his head, he may want to spank you for himself.
I can’t guarantee this will work. As I have said many times, if he doesn’t have a drop of dominance in his head, you cannot put it there. But it just may be that the wellspring is waiting to be tapped.
Saturday, 13 August 2011
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Intriguing.
I always wondered where, when and how it started.
As for myself I'm still wondering where it will go.
I have been told by one person that he was not aware of his true Dominant leanings until he met me. He said that my submissive nature and need to be controlled lured it out of him, so I completely agree.
The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty trilogy are three of my favorite books to read. They really helped me understand at times what I was starting to feel as I was realizing my true submissive nature.
If you haven't read the other two in the series yet, I highly recommend them :)
Okay, but isn't that a door that's hard to close once you've opened it? I mean, once you've been through it you can't really go back through to the room you were in before and sleep there. Can you?
It's like trying a new food you fall in love with but it's really fattening and chock full of artery clogging goodness. You believe you could eat it everyday, but you also know its not good for you. Could you really settle for having that food say... once a year, and maybe keep a picture of that particular food pinned up on the fridge? Of course, seeing it all the time might make you want it more, and it still wouldn't make it any less bad for you.
It was a story of Remittance Girl's, which I stumbled upon while searching the Internet for erotic literature, that provided the crystallizing moment of realization for me.
Not, alas, in my salad days when I was green in judgement but not cold in blood, but only relatively recently. Without the vector of the Internet, I would still be wondering about the fantasies I had.
I disagree with Anonymous' premise that "it" is bad for one, but I suppose it's an opinion widely held by those who do not have the same inclinations.
I think it can be hard to realise that you are a sub/Dom at the start because it's not something that is widely promoted by society at large. I'm submissive and I've always been told how pleasant I am etc. It's not to boast but just to point out that these traits are always there, whether we are aware of them or not.
I think it is possible to hide such traits as I have done successfully in the past but that it gets harder as time goes on..I think people want to be more authentic as they get older, regardless of what other people think.
I do see where the first anonymous commentator is coming from but is this a lack of self-acceptance on my part?
I would guess that the anonymous commentator is a woman who has dabbled in being submissive and is afraid of actually putting so much trust in someone else. I can relate to this! I also do think that D/s is not for everyone, that everyone has a different needs and that those needs should be respected-live and let live in a nutshell :)
I wrote my own sexual story and gave it to my boyfriend to read. It was chock-full of spanking, domainance and *my* submission.
Prior to that, our sex was great but vanilla, and I wanted a way to let him know how I was truly wired.
He did more than oblige me, he let his beast out. I've never had a connection like this with a man. It's border-lined obsessive (in a good way). We're not together now but I hope someday we will be again.
I'm so glad to see others who understand the concept that as a submissive I can't just ask my partner to spank me or tie me up and be satisfied. It needs to be their idea; something they want in order for me to feel fulfilled.
This is such a foreign concept in the "vanilla" world.
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