Random thought to share with those exploring the lifestyle

MissTaken

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We often portray BDSM in a sensual and romantic light when we are typing our experiences and our thoughts.

Many times, that is exactly the case. The room is lit with candle light, the toys are laid out and an anxious, bliindfolded and bound submissive is quivering in anticipation while the Dominant begins caressing their mind with words and sounds readying them for their journey and the great mindfuck.

But then..............

we are all just people building and maintaining relationships, no matter how they are defined in our own circle. There are insensitive words, bad hair days and PMS. Yeast infections, in laws visiting and dinner that is burnt because someone is in a snit.

In scene, the ropes can be too loose, you may have a flatulant partner, the phone may ring or the dog next door may be getting into your trash. Or one or the other partner isn't really into scening, leaving the other disappointed with the results.

My message to you is, pursue your dreams and fantasies and be ready for the times when life just happens.

Would anyone care to share their real life experiences and brushes with those times when your fantasies are rudely interrupted by the stuff that happens?
 
Not really a fantasy intruption but I was getting hand-job and my wife started talking about all the chores that had to get done that weekend! Not really the "dirty talk" I was looking for!!
I said something and she said that she was sorry and we both had a good laugh about it!
 
Gosh!

Sense of Humor is so important to any relationship, especially when things are just simply not coming out as planned.

:devil:
 
MissTaken said:
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My message to you is, pursue your dreams and fantasies and be ready for the times when life just happens.


Words to definately live by!
 
thank God for events and parties, because that's the only time M and I really get to focus entirely on each other and the scene and not on the things that need doing around the house.

If we didn't go out, we'd never get out of our little ruts sometimes.

and vanilla's suddenly not so bad when you're in your own freezer....
 
- accidentally whipping testicles
- bf's uncle dropping by to mow the lawn and have a chat in the middle of anal play. he leaves, so we carry on, but then he comes back because he forgot to mention something. and once this guy starts talking, he just doesnt shut up.
- gunfire sounds from counter strike obsessed flatmates
- mother calls on the phone
- not being able to find the rope, sex toys, etc due to the disasterous state of my bf's room (i finally got him keeping everything neatly in a drawer, rather than in a box in the closet under piles of clothing)
 
#1 RL problem I've run into as of late, is room tempature.

Thinking along those lines, in a past (vanilla) relationship we couldn't figure out why things weren't as well lubricated as they usually were. Finally, after a bit of uncomfortable sex, we realized the AC was blowing on us, and drying things up.

Co-dwellers of the apartment building I live in, deciding to have some kinda conference in the alleyway ouside my window. (they were looking at paint or some such)
 
We were in a hotel room a few months ago. I was handcuffed behind my back, bent over the bed while he whipped me with his belt and fucked my ass. I was about 2 seconds from an outstanding orgasm when..."KNOCK KNOCK!! CLEANING!!"

I nearly died. At first we didn't answer her , and we hear her pulling out her keys to open the door, and I'm thinking "oh shit, this is going to be embarassing. Finally, I pulled myself together enough to shout "NO THANK YOU , I DON"T NEED ANYTHING."

"Are you sure?"

"YES I"M SURE!!"

We continued on afterward but the intensity was somewhat lost,lol.
 
MissTaken said:
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Would anyone care to share their real life experiences and brushes with those times when your fantasies are rudely interrupted by the stuff that happens?


You know, I wish I had something good to add here but my life is so boring I can't even come up with a good lie.
 
And then there was the time a labrador retriever puppy we were babysitting decided that if I could lick something he could too.

So, when I got up to get a toy - it was with a mixture of hysterical mirth and dismay that I heard the words "God, that feels amazing. What are you doing?"

Needless to say, puppy ended up in the next room, husband ended up in the shower, and I ended up with a new technique.
 
Having the crop put across your thighs, looking up with agony/ecstacy and seeing cobweb on ceiling...thoughts straying to a) I hope He doesn't notice to b) must get rid of it at earliest opportunity !!!

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