Stranded/survival fetish?

[dashie33]

Thinking about this one makes me feel like a strange person.

Last night in bed, I was thinking about how fun it'd be to be stranded alone with someone in a tent on the side of a mountain or something similar; basically, you're the only two humans for miles, with this tiny, fragile shelter. I know logically that the fantasy is of being that intimate with someone, but I find it strange that my brain fixates on this possible horror scenario of impending doom in the background.

(I think it stems from that Deep Space Nine episode, Starship Down, where Dax and Bashir are trapped in a cupboard together while the Defiant is damaged.)

 

[Grandfatherly]

Thinking about this one makes me feel like a strange person.

Last night in bed, I was thinking about how fun it'd be to be stranded alone with someone in a tent on the side of a mountain or something similar; basically, you're the only two humans for miles, with this tiny, fragile shelter. I know logically that the fantasy is of being that intimate with someone, but I find it strange that my brain fixates on this possible horror scenario of impending doom in the background.

(I think it stems from that Deep Space Nine episode, Starship Down, where Dax and Bashir are trapped in a cupboard together while the Defiant is damaged.)

I have always found it interesting that in some movies, and in some of our deep and dark fantasies, that their is the sexual and sensual that happens. Even in the midst of horror, pain, or severe struggle and with it looming in the future, there is sensual and sexual....smiles

 

[CuttingEdge]

Thinking about this one makes me feel like a strange person.

Last night in bed, I was thinking about how fun it'd be to be stranded alone with someone in a tent on the side of a mountain or something similar; basically, you're the only two humans for miles, with this tiny, fragile shelter. I know logically that the fantasy is of being that intimate with someone, but I find it strange that my brain fixates on this possible horror scenario of impending doom in the background.

(I think it stems from that Deep Space Nine episode, Starship Down, where Dax and Bashir are trapped in a cupboard together while the Defiant is damaged.)

I am not sure it is a fetish, but as a writer I have always been intrigued by the Stockholm Syndrome. I read a story about it here in the USA where a woman and her boyfriend were camping and was accosted by a man, and the woman experienced the Stockholm Syndrome from that encounter. I have written several erotic stories based upon camping.

In my own life, my fourth child came about because of a camping trip, and my sister is only 13 months older than me because my parents went on a camping trip. I think we all know what happens on camping trips!

 

[Jada59]

For as much as I hate camping, sex in a small tent is wonderful!

 

[LupusDei]

And I was under impression it is predominantly predatory male fantasy, maybe because not at all that many women are trilled by campaign, hiking, rafting and such.

But the impulses are powerful in this scenario. Even the whole looming doom thing is a turn on, the "now or never" and "doesn't matter anyway" subconsciously signals, "it's what we can enjoy" despite anything. And then there's that "to be a forefather" of a new tribe. And of course the plain old insecurity silencing "what much choice she has?"

Above all that nasty stuff is the "finally free" feeling, the ultimate declaration of independence, even if it is in fact delusional. In different twist, free to be an animal as well.

It's the circumstances where one can hope to catch a glimpse of the real person the other is, without the bells and whistles and layers upon layers of bullshit we all are wearing together with our clothes that become unimportant besides being the plain tools they are.