Esclava
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- Jan 9, 2004
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We've all heard the story of a moth so drawn to a flame that it is burned to death. We've all probably been one or the other in our own lives.
Please tell us about your time as a moth and the flame - you were so drawn to - that had the power to burn into your very soul. Give as many details as you care to as they may help someone else who is struggling with a flame they cannot extinguish.
I'll start this because my epiphany caught me so off guard. Here I was returning to BDSM after a 10+ year hiatus. I decided to visit an online community on the recommendation of a real life acquaintance who met his partner here. So, I lurked for about 3 mos before I actually got active in posting.
I got to know many people through their posting styles and literacy in those replies. I also came to find a soul sister and a couple of people that I trust.
Then, I met my flame. I had noticed his posts and how they intrigued me. Always on the cutting edge of witty repartee, he seemed to snag and reel me in. Each time we began a discourse, I knew I would not be victorious; but I could not prevent myself from flying straight into his trap - ensnared by his brilliant mind and rapier wit.
Even now, I only say things I believe will bring a smile to his face. If I ever said anything, seriously, confrontational to him, I would fully expect to look over my shoulder and see a physical attack at the ready. He is sadistic and takes great pleasure in causing pain - sometimes making me crazy with his caustic banter.
Yet, there is always a part of me that would serve him. But I cannot - I will never be able to feed the sadist that is in him - and it would kill me to displease him. But drawn to him, I am. I can't explain it, but I believe I always will be. If you haven't figured it out, my flame is the AngelicAssassin.
Thank you AA for constantly reminding me that living is only a part-time thing if you're not living on the edge...
Esclava
Please tell us about your time as a moth and the flame - you were so drawn to - that had the power to burn into your very soul. Give as many details as you care to as they may help someone else who is struggling with a flame they cannot extinguish.
I'll start this because my epiphany caught me so off guard. Here I was returning to BDSM after a 10+ year hiatus. I decided to visit an online community on the recommendation of a real life acquaintance who met his partner here. So, I lurked for about 3 mos before I actually got active in posting.
I got to know many people through their posting styles and literacy in those replies. I also came to find a soul sister and a couple of people that I trust.
Then, I met my flame. I had noticed his posts and how they intrigued me. Always on the cutting edge of witty repartee, he seemed to snag and reel me in. Each time we began a discourse, I knew I would not be victorious; but I could not prevent myself from flying straight into his trap - ensnared by his brilliant mind and rapier wit.
Even now, I only say things I believe will bring a smile to his face. If I ever said anything, seriously, confrontational to him, I would fully expect to look over my shoulder and see a physical attack at the ready. He is sadistic and takes great pleasure in causing pain - sometimes making me crazy with his caustic banter.
Yet, there is always a part of me that would serve him. But I cannot - I will never be able to feed the sadist that is in him - and it would kill me to displease him. But drawn to him, I am. I can't explain it, but I believe I always will be. If you haven't figured it out, my flame is the AngelicAssassin.
Thank you AA for constantly reminding me that living is only a part-time thing if you're not living on the edge...

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