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I've considered myself a hard player. Not the hardest out there, but fairly serious. I like certain things that a lot of people don't in the abstract. And traditionally I've butted up against my husband's limits a lot and sought some of the edgeplay experiences I wanted elsewhere.
When I got sick it really threw our sex life quite a bit - it takes at least a year after having no libido for a year to really kick start it again, and a year again after that to even decide what you want to be doing again.
There is a point to this overshare:
The last couple of nights I've been caning M. He always HATED the cane, it was always a submissive act and a damn fine sacrifice on his part to indulge me. The last couple of nights, I find myself seriously entrenched in a long, attentive, energy-work-woo-woo West Coast style caning. Sensuous, I guess you could call it, except for the fact that it's harder than I've ever been able to go and the whole time he's in happy space, not a moment's complaint. Fuck, tonight he *asked* me to do it, which is a first when it comes to canes. Yeah he's asked before but only because he knew I wanted it, not because he actually wanted any part in it.
I guess I'm at a point, having been Pro, having played to my limits, where I'm like "I can play hard. Big whoop." It wasn't that I lacked connection before, but honestly, I'm beginning to question all the other motives I ever had for playing that got layered on top of the desire to connect with my boy - which includes some really nice public scene play and some good times, yes, but they feel more like having too much icing on your cake. This is the best play I can remember having. It's like I'm learning M again from scratch, and finding out who he actually is if I actually stop gazing at my navel and preening and LOOK.
So, when you've been there, done that, is it always more harder more? Or do other people find that there's no place like the place you started from?
When I got sick it really threw our sex life quite a bit - it takes at least a year after having no libido for a year to really kick start it again, and a year again after that to even decide what you want to be doing again.
There is a point to this overshare:
The last couple of nights I've been caning M. He always HATED the cane, it was always a submissive act and a damn fine sacrifice on his part to indulge me. The last couple of nights, I find myself seriously entrenched in a long, attentive, energy-work-woo-woo West Coast style caning. Sensuous, I guess you could call it, except for the fact that it's harder than I've ever been able to go and the whole time he's in happy space, not a moment's complaint. Fuck, tonight he *asked* me to do it, which is a first when it comes to canes. Yeah he's asked before but only because he knew I wanted it, not because he actually wanted any part in it.
I guess I'm at a point, having been Pro, having played to my limits, where I'm like "I can play hard. Big whoop." It wasn't that I lacked connection before, but honestly, I'm beginning to question all the other motives I ever had for playing that got layered on top of the desire to connect with my boy - which includes some really nice public scene play and some good times, yes, but they feel more like having too much icing on your cake. This is the best play I can remember having. It's like I'm learning M again from scratch, and finding out who he actually is if I actually stop gazing at my navel and preening and LOOK.
So, when you've been there, done that, is it always more harder more? Or do other people find that there's no place like the place you started from?