Every relationship is different wenchie isn't it? Mine is unique to us and we know where we stand and that's comforting for me. Ours is a mutual exploration. There is not a sadistic bone in his body. But I find its the reassurance of knowing he wants me to be just as happy as he is that drives me to reach the next level.This was a hard lesson for me to learn.
I tend to play with sadists. Not ones who want me to enjoy what I am taking, ones who want the pain, the tears, the hurt to go deeply, beyond anything I could enjoy. They want me to suffer.
The problem I had with a safeword, at first, was that I didn't want to disapoint them. I wanted to go on until he was completely satisfied. I wanted to last until he had exhausted himself, if that's what he wanted. I felt like if I didn't go as long as he had wanted to, then I would let him down.
It wasn't until some one explained to me, "if you allow me to damage my toy, and therefore prevent me from playing with her again, I will be very disapointed in you. Especially when it is so easy to say just a word."
He was one sadistic son of a bitch, and he knew just how to use my need to please to make me see how stupid I was being.