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Making one's partner happy is an important part of any relationship, and that often leads us to do things that we aren't especially into but do in order to please our partner(s).

What are some things -- both BDSM-related, and non-BDSM-related -- that you've done for love?

I mentioned in another thread that I'd gone to see the movie Annie Hall umpteen times, to please a woman I was in love with. :)

A BDSM-related thing I've done happened when my then-lover (whom I'll call Mark) and I were going to be at a party where the party's host would be celebrating his anniversary with Mark's ex-lover. Mark felt bad that the host had managed to make his relationship with this woman work, whereas he had not, and I wanted to distract Mark from this and make the party an occasion where he'd have something special of his own to look forward to. So I offered him a no-safeword scene. It was one of the handful of times when he let himself take something approaching as much as he actually wanted, and I realized how much further than usual he'd taken me when I spent the night having nightmares. Hmm. Classic trauma reaction. It was worth it, though -- he spent the night feeling good instead of feeling like a failure.
 
Does anyone hear the song 'I would do anything for love, but I won't do that' when they read this thread title?

On topic. I go camping routinely, cause K loves to camp.

With an ex I would listen to him talk endlessly about that game, Magic.

Another ex was kinda an exhibitionist (I'm not) and I'd make out in public with him.
 
I left an excellent job that I loved with full benefits, including dental , with raises that you could set your watch by, a boss who absolutely adored me because my presence within his crew caused his crew to step up the pace and actually be productive. Retirement plan, 8 to 5 with every weekend off. Paid holidays off and three weeks paid vacation every year..accruing if you didn't want to take it. God I loved that job!!

I left my home all it's furnishings and all my possessions other than what the back of my "66 El Camino would carry. My family, my friends, my social life. That's one of many things I have done for love.
 
Naked camping.

Two things that don't go together in my brain. Woods and internal genitalia.
 
Been a military spouse for over 20 years. Twenty years of moves every 2-3 years, changing jobs, his deployments and frequent training trips.
 
Seems my specialty is loving them but still letting them go because that's what's needed to let them be happy. Hurts like hell, but I do it.

The kicker though is when you're pretty sure that they're taking a route that won't make them happy. Seems like a sacrifice for nothing. Unfortunately have done this one too.
 
wicked woman said:
Seems my specialty is loving them but still letting them go because that's what's needed to let them be happy. Hurts like hell, but I do it.

The kicker though is when you're pretty sure that they're taking a route that won't make them happy. Seems like a sacrifice for nothing. Unfortunately have done this one too.
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Ouch! Yeah, that one's tough.
 
Adakgirl said:
I left an excellent job that I loved with full benefits, including dental , with raises that you could set your watch by, a boss who absolutely adored me because my presence within his crew caused his crew to step up the pace and actually be productive. Retirement plan, 8 to 5 with every weekend off. Paid holidays off and three weeks paid vacation every year..accruing if you didn't want to take it. God I loved that job!!

I left my home all it's furnishings and all my possessions other than what the back of my "66 El Camino would carry. My family, my friends, my social life. That's one of many things I have done for love.
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My fiance did almost exactly the same thing for me. However, he also left behind his 2 kids. That's NOT to say he abandoned them. We have spent $8,000 in lawyer fees, court fees, and even more than that in travel expenses so he can get a visitation schedule set up with them, but none the less, he hasn't seen them since he moved out here. His ex-wife is a bitch!

But anyway...that is the most that anyone has ever done for me...who can ask for more?
 
graceanne said:
Does anyone hear the song 'I would do anything for love, but I won't do that' when they read this thread title?
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The song is stuck.
(along with a few other reminders of Meatloaf.

Thanks.

:eek:

(But then so is "I Feel Pretty" from West Side Story). Some songs just stick because you all make them stick.

:mad:

~LB
 
LilyBart said:
The song is stuck.
(along with a few other reminders of Meatloaf.

Thanks.

:eek:

(But then so is "I Feel Pretty" from West Side Story). Some songs just stick because you all make them stick.

:mad:

~LB
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:devil::devil::devil:
 
I left NZ to move to Australia. I left a rural life for the big city. I left my family behind, including my children (both grown now).

I go to the speedway every Saturday night in summer because Sir loves it. I sit on the hill and read my book and keep an eye on Him :) I do like a couple of divisions of racing (mainly speedcars or "midgets" as they're called sometimes) but a lot of the time I could not care less. And demo derbies are shit :mad: The place is full of feral kids on those nights :rolleyes:

For the other things I do for Him, see the link to my thread in my sig line.
 
moved thousands of miles

waking up at the crack of dawn to meditatate together

started a new career

only work part time
 
Adakgirl said:
I left an excellent job that I loved with full benefits, including dental , with raises that you could set your watch by, a boss who absolutely adored me because my presence within his crew caused his crew to step up the pace and actually be productive. Retirement plan, 8 to 5 with every weekend off. Paid holidays off and three weeks paid vacation every year..accruing if you didn't want to take it. God I loved that job!!

I left my home all it's furnishings and all my possessions other than what the back of my "66 El Camino would carry. My family, my friends, my social life. That's one of many things I have done for love.
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I left a great job, too... the first I had that would have allowed me to grow and build something like a career. I'd already been promoted, given a starting salary that was more than I'd ever made before, treated with respect... But I left because my ex lied to me, told me he was accepting a job in another state, so when I stepped down and they found a replacement, and even set me up so that I would be able to have a job in our new state, he told me he'd changed his mind and we were staying put. Stepping down from the job was best for the kids, at that point though, because he was an ass to them getting almost to the point of emotional abuse, so for me when all was said and done, that was the love that made it worth while to me. It took me a long while to recognise his cruelty for what it was.

ecstaticsub said:
Been a military spouse for over 20 years. Twenty years of moves every 2-3 years, changing jobs, his deployments and frequent training trips.
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We met in the military and moved lots. I loved it and wanted to make a career out of it! But when my enlistment was up, I decided to get out and be with my kids since the child care options were very bad. Best for everybody. I never could have lived with myself if I'd followed my career dreams and left them to the mercy of strangers.

wicked woman said:
Seems my specialty is loving them but still letting them go because that's what's needed to let them be happy. Hurts like hell, but I do it.

The kicker though is when you're pretty sure that they're taking a route that won't make them happy. Seems like a sacrifice for nothing. Unfortunately have done this one too.
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Done this one too.... but not with my ex. Leaving him was an exercise in healthy self-love. Letting go of people we love is probably one of the hardest things anyone can do, but it's also one of the greatest gifts we can give them.



Now... because of love, I trust myself more, which is very hard sometimes... I open myself to darker places inside and try new things I might otherwise never have tried. Just to give my pet, my lover as much pleasure as he gives me. So it's pretty much mutual. :)
 
philosophygirl said:
Told my lover he looked good dressed as a woman. In reality he made an ugly girl;)
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*chuckle*

I have completely changed the way I dress and do my hair and makeup. I used to dress really sexy, miniskirts, high heels, tight dresses with lots of eyeliner and curled hair that was bleach-blonde. I looked like your typical Cali blonde.

Now I'm in jeans and tennis shoes with my hair in a ponytail almost every day. I don't color my hair anymore, it's completely mine. And I barely wear any makeup anymore.

I MISS my old clothes, but he likes me casual.

That was the hardest thing I've had to give up for him. I almost couldn't do it.
 
I have agreed to live with carpets on the floors. No that's not a euphism.

*applies for sainthood*
 
I've moved. I've moved several times. I lived with one's parents. I have put off greater education (I do have a BA) to support another's.

Looking at my age, I realize I am somewhat depressed a little resentful. I have a wonderful husband now... someone who made an exceptional commitment with me. He does have to finish his PhD. It will take 3 or 4 years. Given my age, when he is done, I can take a break.... to have kids. I want a child, but I do cry a lot. I'm older. I want the PhD myself. I want to not just have to hold down the job that earns our funds, pays our bills, and gives us insurance. To do that (dear god, I'm still looking... I've had to move to a state with a 13% unemployment rate... I must earn, but I cannot dictate where we move). Yet I know when he is done I must have children THEN or I cannot have them at all (I am currently 31, in a family that has had fertility issues).

I don't begrudge giving my husband years of my life. I'd regret the other men if life didn't have to happen to lead me to my greatest love... my husband.

But it does seem so unfair. I've worked so hard.
Now, when I put out resumes.... I have to lie and cut out jobs to make myself look less qualified. Any money is better than no money, right?

I had a promising career blessed by my willingness to work 70 -90 hours a week from my early teens to my late 20s.. I gave that up trying to find a husband. I'd give it ALL up for my husband, having found him. But, having found him, I want everything I worked for to give me a chance to earn it back.

That is what I gave up.

Thank god I have a husband who understands the importance of me finding it again.
 
I let my boyfriend urinate on my face, chest, ass, back, well pretty much all over me. Then I returned the favor. I didn't mind it, I just wasn't particularly into it at the time.

One time he wanted to pee inside my ass... it was painful for him trying to force the urine out when he was erect, inside my ass of all places, but he got it! He's been saying he jerks off to that event quite a bit and wants to repeat it.

Non-sexually..... I'm putting off school, will quit my job, will move across the country, and am engaged (when I despise!! marriage) to my Army boyfriend, all so that we can live together on base, eventually.

Oh yeah, not to mention I let him cum inside of me nearly 4-5 times a day for 3.5 months because he wanted to try and impregnate me before he left our state. He really wanted to have a kid, I sort of did, but I was willing to try. But then I wanted to stop trying. I felt terrible that my heart wasn't as into it.. it's a child for crying out loud.
 
Tyr51 said:
I've moved. I've moved several times. I lived with one's parents. I have put off greater education (I do have a BA) to support another's.

Looking at my age, I realize I am somewhat depressed a little resentful. I have a wonderful husband now... someone who made an exceptional commitment with me. He does have to finish his PhD. It will take 3 or 4 years. Given my age, when he is done, I can take a break.... to have kids. I want a child, but I do cry a lot. I'm older. I want the PhD myself. I want to not just have to hold down the job that earns our funds, pays our bills, and gives us insurance. To do that (dear god, I'm still looking... I've had to move to a state with a 13% unemployment rate... I must earn, but I cannot dictate where we move). Yet I know when he is done I must have children THEN or I cannot have them at all (I am currently 31, in a family that has had fertility issues).

I don't begrudge giving my husband years of my life. I'd regret the other men if life didn't have to happen to lead me to my greatest love... my husband.

But it does seem so unfair. I've worked so hard.
Now, when I put out resumes.... I have to lie and cut out jobs to make myself look less qualified. Any money is better than no money, right?

I had a promising career blessed by my willingness to work 70 -90 hours a week from my early teens to my late 20s.. I gave that up trying to find a husband. I'd give it ALL up for my husband, having found him. But, having found him, I want everything I worked for to give me a chance to earn it back.

That is what I gave up.

Thank god I have a husband who understands the importance of me finding it again.
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I gave up a career because of frequent moves during my husband's career. Instead of a career I had a series of jobs--all in my chosen profession but we were never in one place long enough for me to advance past the "new person" phase. Then we moved and I got to start all over again.

Now I am in my mid-40's. My husband is retired from career number 1. Trying to compete with the career climbing 20-30 yr olds in my field is difficult. But not I have to work to put food on the table, pay the mortgage and send my kids to college. I used to work because it was fun, now I work because I have to.

That's not really totally true...I still enjoy working. But the reason I enjoy it has changed since I was a 20-something. I like the social aspects of working now more than the work itself.

I don't resent my husband at all for how things worked out. He has worked hard and sacrificed more than I have, he has given up what would have been impossible for me-time with our children. I am thankful that he will be able to spend more time at home now.
 
I gave up many things dear to me and shouldered many burdens. I do not regret loving fully, indeed I am grateful to have found such profound love, yet I am disappointed that it appears underappreciated and might only be truly valued once gone.

I struggle to let go the flower I love so dearly, not wanting to but fearful that it is best for the flower to flourish under the care of another.
 
I gave up a brilliant single life to marry the man I believed I loved.

8 years down the line, I love him but am not in love with him. We have a son hes almost 6.

I stay here for the sake of the love of my son. I put on a face and smile at the world.

In truth, I want to be across the Irish Sea with the man fate decided to throw at me a year ago. Had fate decided to throw him at me 8 years ago, I would have given everything up and moved to Dublin.

So, what did I give up for love? Happiness.
 
I learned Portuguese. What else have I done for love?

Nurtured a LDR until we were ready/able to cohabit. That took time and cash. A particular low point of sacrifice was when I turned up to the bus station in central London at 7pm after an hour's train journey to find that the usually empty bus to Wales was booked out because the trains weren't running there. I had to sit on my ass till the last one went and then beg the driver to let me on after a guy didn't turn up for his seat. Then I got to Wales at stupid o'clock in the morning and got into a black cab driven by an incomprehensible Indian who got us stupendously lost, even after I showed him the written address because my Welsh pronunciation is pants. In the end he asked a passer by for directions and we were 10miles from where he thought we were. He actually begged the poor drunk dude ambling home to get in the cab and direct us and then he would drive the guy home. The cabbie was actually a sweet guy new on the job and very apologetic but it was no time of night for a magical mystery tour.

I'm sure I've done other noble things for love, I'll get back to this thread.
 
I left a job I had had for almost 20 yrs to move cross country to a place that was totally outside my experience. I loved her then, but after 10 years of watching her do nothing while her son and I did 99% of the house work, I gave up. She made it clear she wouldnt get a job...she does more for her friends now than she ever did for us before. The only reason Im still in touch is we have a son together...if not for him she would never hear a peep from me for eternity.

My son and my fiance are the only 2 reasons Im glad I did move. Other than that, it was 10 years from hell.
 
I was being glib.

I've done a lot, some of which I'm not proud of.

I guess I drifted out of the MFA track not deliberately for love, but I moved where my relationship did and I've generally acted to preserve relationships.

If I had to choose love or art though, love would not win. Not for God himself. Making things = air.
 
Tyr51 said:
I've moved. I've moved several times. I lived with one's parents. I have put off greater education (I do have a BA) to support another's.

Looking at my age, I realize I am somewhat depressed a little resentful. I have a wonderful husband now... someone who made an exceptional commitment with me. He does have to finish his PhD. It will take 3 or 4 years. Given my age, when he is done, I can take a break.... to have kids. I want a child, but I do cry a lot. I'm older. I want the PhD myself. I want to not just have to hold down the job that earns our funds, pays our bills, and gives us insurance. To do that (dear god, I'm still looking... I've had to move to a state with a 13% unemployment rate... I must earn, but I cannot dictate where we move). Yet I know when he is done I must have children THEN or I cannot have them at all (I am currently 31, in a family that has had fertility issues).

I don't begrudge giving my husband years of my life. I'd regret the other men if life didn't have to happen to lead me to my greatest love... my husband.

But it does seem so unfair. I've worked so hard.
Now, when I put out resumes.... I have to lie and cut out jobs to make myself look less qualified. Any money is better than no money, right?

I had a promising career blessed by my willingness to work 70 -90 hours a week from my early teens to my late 20s.. I gave that up trying to find a husband. I'd give it ALL up for my husband, having found him. But, having found him, I want everything I worked for to give me a chance to earn it back.

That is what I gave up.

Thank god I have a husband who understands the importance of me finding it again.
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Such a sweet young lady!
What was your area of study if you don't mind my asking?
 
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