Every Scare Yourself?

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Ever Scare Yourself?

Has anyone every been freaked out when they realised that something turned them on?

I've had this happen a few times, but in particular, I remember when I first discovered that I liked having my throat sqeezed, and that it really turns me on. To a lesser extent, I sometimes (although not always) enjoy being slapped in the face, but am not entirely comfortable with my liking it.

Back to the choking, however, I'm NOT turned on by the idea that it's unsafe, as some might be, but in spite of it. We're very careful, and don't practice it often, but when we do, I'm always amazed by how much it turns me on. I'm not terrified or anything, just a little freaked.

Is this what edge play is? Does anybody else experience this, liking something, but not likeing that you like it?

Thanks in advance.

Sweet.
 
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honestly no...i like that i like the things that i like :p even the crazy out there things. He makes me feel like there is nothing wrong with wanting it-that on the contrary, its a beautiful thing. and His opinion is the only one that matters to me :heart:
 
first time I clearly discovered and came to terms how much I liked the submissive/dominant play... and how much I craved it, it scared me a little, I was a very vanilla kid lol.

Then after I was tied for the first time to the point where I couldn't move, and then realized that I wasn't only craving it...that I was dripping wet for the first time, I had all these "stupid" ideas about loving to get Raped, and then I learned the difference between real and pretend (quickly)...

Actually had another one reciently, I went to see Twisted, and there isn't much in the movie that goes along this, but it opens up with a sort of rape scene, and the first thing I thought (split second) was how hot it looked at first. Definetly something wrong there, but then I like the play, the strength etc... its been beaten dead so I don't feel the need to go on.

Or I'll see some history chanel show on torture, and still want to add a few things to my bag hehe, but that isn't scary anymore.

there were a bunch of things along my discovery path... still finding things through knowledge and experience, always learning something new.

::whispers:: thank you Lit Bdsm-ers ;):rose:
 
Lol, I know what you mean. Sometimes I see somthing in a movie or whatever and I'm going- that's not so bad, that's actually pretty hot. Then something *really* bad happens, and I kinda feel bad for thinking it.

I don't feel bad for being kinky or 'not nilla' or whatever. But I'm not the kind of person to take engage in risky behavior, so when I physically like something that I feel is dangerous, I think- 'why do I like that?' I don't want to do it, but it feels good. Maybe like a smoker who wants to quite?

BTW, I don't mean scared like terrified or anything, just freaked in a kinda wierd way. If that makes sence. I'm not scared when I do it- I'm just a little scared that I like it.

Like when I read about people enjoying having there lip split open, and stuff like that, if I found myself liking that- I'd worry myself. I don't know, I'm confusing myself :confused: Pretty soon, you are all going to think I have a split personality!!


BlueSugar said:
first time I clearly discovered and came to terms how much I liked the submissive/dominant play... and how much I craved it, it scared me a little, I was a very vanilla kid lol.

Then after I was tied for the first time to the point where I couldn't move, and then realized that I wasn't only craving it...that I was dripping wet for the first time, I had all these "stupid" ideas about loving to get Raped, and then I learned the difference between real and pretend (quickly)...

Actually had another one reciently, I went to see Twisted, and there isn't much in the movie that goes along this, but it opens up with a sort of rape scene, and the first thing I thought (split second) was how hot it looked at first. Definetly something wrong there, but then I like the play, the strength etc... its been beaten dead so I don't feel the need to go on.

Or I'll see some history chanel show on torture, and still want to add a few things to my bag hehe, but that isn't scary anymore.

there were a bunch of things along my discovery path... still finding things through knowledge and experience, always learning something new.

::whispers:: thank you Lit Bdsm-ers ;):rose:
 
oh yes, without question. there are some things...things i could never discuss here or anywhere else public... that when i think about them, read about them..arouse me and excite me to no end. yet at the same time those things sicken and horrify and sadden me. so of course i feel like a monster for finding them erotic. yet i can't help being turned on.
 
Oh my yes!

I do enjoy when my Biker applies a little pressure with His hand about my throat. It does not excite me because of the possible danger, i just enjoy the power He has over me at that moment. He is always careful. He is very intuned to what my body is saying. But god, does it ever turn the heat up under me. Thankfully Biker has never slapped me, not sure my mind could handle that.

slave

A slave's Journey
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=133074:rose:
 
something that 'scares' me is how far will this all go. The newness and naughty element is what i find most alluring. So i think, what happens when you have become accustomed to these things, do you just keep going deeper, will it stop? That is what scares me.
 
shelleb4 said:
So i think, what happens when you have become accustomed to these things, do you just keep going deeper, will it stop? That is what scares me.

*Nods head in agreeance*

I find that currently all of the 'basics' are over, and the thrill still present, but the search for further fulfillment leads to more dangerous avenues... I find myself at a point now, where what I wish to experience mostly cannot be done due to safety reasons. My fantasies become darker, more perverse and safety really becomes an issue.

How far do we allow ourselves to go, and what price will we pay?
 
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