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Jul. 8th, 2005 @ 02:26 pm 
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It's a ritual now. I stand before you and undress slowly. Blouse. Skirt. Hose. Bra. Panties. I kneel on the floor and fold my clothes neatly, stacking them as you have instructed: the panties on top. I stand and present them to you.
You take the panties, hold them to your nose, inhale greedily, and smile. You’re pleased with my scent. I blush. You buckle on my collar, wrist cuffs, ankle straps.
You direct me to kneel in front of you. You take my nipples between your thumbs and forefingers and pinch so cruelly your lip lifts. I pull back involuntarily but you don’t release me. You dig your nails into the tumescent flesh.
“Touch yourself.”
I obey, closing my eyes as my fingers rotate the hard clit with the slick meaty folds.
“Open your eyes.” You want me to see the vertical ridge in your jeans. You keep pulling and tweaking my nipples. When I’m gasping and about to come, you say, “Stop. On the bed.”
I bend over the mountain of pillows you’ve arranged for my comfort. You affix my ankles to a long stretcher bar to keep my thighs spread. You leash my arms and neck to the headboard. Just to make sure I’m not going anywhere.
You caress me with the flogger until I’m panting for more. I love the dichotomous feel of it, the promise and the danger in the thick bundle of suede ribbons, each one knotted through a glass bead at the end. When you fish between my thighs and drag it upwards through my sticky folds, I tilt my hips back and groan with the pleasure of its ascent.
The change from this kind of caress to stroke is gradual but inexorable: it's hard to pinpoint when drag, applied with mounting force, becomes blow. The change in weight and pace of stroke is equally inexorable, calculated to engender maximum heat and lividness, maximum pain and maximum bliss. This is why you keep my legs forcibly parted, so my cuntflesh shares the sting equally with my buttocks and thighs.
I know when you know you’ve bent me to breaking: when you plug my mouth with my panties to stop my cries, when you toss the flogger aside and hunch forward over me, cleaving me in the grasping, pawing, grunting ecstasy of the fuck.
***************Feeling: like taking it slow Listening to: Kokomo, Beach Boys |
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July 8th, 2005 10:14 am (UTC) |
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Oh yes, very very nice. Gorgeous, compelling, very vivid.
Freya
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July 8th, 2005 11:45 pm (UTC) |
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Word pictures in technicolour. Englishman
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July 9th, 2005 04:02 pm (UTC) |
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Sex and violence
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I'm perplexed
It seems that women like to fantasize about being violated with physical pain in sex. I was once asked by a woman to fantasize that I was raping her in online chat while she masturbated. I found it particularly difficult to do (not the cybersex but the violent nature of it) but I went along with it because her husband had prostrate cancer and couldn't satisfy her sexually.
What I'd like to know is, do women just like to fantasize about being violently taken or would they like a lover to actually take them that way. I've heard of rough sex but I don't know what it involves. To me it would be limited to taking a woman and throwing her roughly onto a bed and fucking her without foreplay or any desire to please her. Do women actually like it rougher than that with arm twisting and hair pulling?
I'd also like to know how a woman can enjoy fantasizing about something that they appear to find so abhorrent in reality. I don't expect anyone to be able to explain that satisfactorily.
The last question is, do the women in this forum think that some women who are raped have been so excited by the prospect of being involved in it that they have taken risks to help themselves fantasize. I've seen women walking home alone on sunday mornings at 3am and since learning about women's fascination with sexual violence I wonder if they were getting some sort of sexual excitement by exposing themselves to danger in that way.
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July 10th, 2005 05:27 am (UTC) |
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Re: Sex and violence
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Fantasy is just that...its' not reality. It's quite common for women and men to have fantasies that cross the line of what they'd actually do in reality. That's what makes it such a turn on. While a woman may fantasize about being taken forcibly, that doesn't mean she wants to be raped in reality. Rape is violence, not sex. It has to do with asserting power. It's a complete violation of a person's being, physically, emotionally and spiritually. I don't agree with your last point about rape victims at all. What do women want? More than anything, they want to be made to feel irresistible... they want their man to desire them and show that desire in powerful ways, through words and action.
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July 11th, 2005 03:02 am (UTC) |
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Re: Sex and violence
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I didn't make a point
If I had I'd have stated a fact or offered a point of view. As it was, I put questions before the forum and was simply asking female contributors if women might deliberately put themselves at risk to help them fantasise. My purpose in posing the questions was to help me gain a better understanding of women.
I make no judgment and never condemn a woman who walks alone at night even if I feel concern for her.
To me rape is totally abhorrent and there is absolutely no excuse or mitigating factors that the male can attach to that act.
The answers I have received have been informative
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July 10th, 2005 08:19 am (UTC) |
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Re: Sex and violence
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Well, I don't have rape fantasies, perhaps that's because I lived the real thing.
As for the rough sex in my own relationship, it's very much negotiated. We have boundaries and rules and a safeword. My husband may push my limits, but I can step out of the situation at any time. Our play is consentual.
As for fantasizing about things you wouldn't want in reality - your fantasies don't always make sense. Your imagination can control something that is not controllable in reality. A fantasy has no real life reprocussions, you can fuck ten people at once without fear of STDs or pregnancy or of breaking up your relationship because it's contained in your head.
And lastly, no, she's just walking home and either can't afford a car or has no other choice. She could be naive and never exposed to violence but she's not walking for kicks.
Freya
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Re: Sex and violence
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Yes, I would like to be taken roughly by a lover. The keyword here is LOVER. Rough sex like this can happen for me only with consent and negotiation within the context of a loving and mutually respectful relationship. Rough sex requires absolute trust and safety.
The woman you cybered with obviously felt enough safety in her anonymity and distance to engage you in rough sex fantasies.
Fantasy is a way of exploring forbidden or feared territories. Rape or rough sex fantasy is about exploring one's sexual limits. Domination and submission is not about a power *struggle*. It's about a willing power *exchange*.
Violence against women, including sexual assualt, involves the non-consensual imposition of power in an atmosphere of terror. Rape is always, without exception, a vicious and disgusting crime.
DTG xxoo
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August 27th, 2005 09:17 am (UTC) |
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In a fantasy I'm in control, things happen or don't happen when and how I want. In reality someone else is in control. I've been raped by someone I knew, and there was nothing erotic about it, in fact it was terrifying, and brutal, and caused me to doubt myself for a long time after that. (How could I have been so wrong about this person?...) I doubted my instincts and judgement for years after that. In short I fantasize about lots of things that I don't really want to happen.
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July 10th, 2005 02:54 am (UTC) |
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fuck me
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July 11th, 2005 06:00 am (UTC) |
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Fuck you?
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Only if you are A. female, and B. ask politely!
Englishman
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July 11th, 2005 06:37 am (UTC) |
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I'll make it easier for you than Englishman does
All you have to do is (A) be a woman (B) Pay me
I intend to become the richest male prostitute on earth
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July 13th, 2005 08:16 pm (UTC) |
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THAT WAS HOTT!!
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Personally, I'd love to be taken forcibly by my lover! And I find hair pulling, biting, and light spanking extremely erotic. I don't understand the rape fantasy, nor do I wish to. Why is it difficult for men to accept that women may fantasize about something and not actually want it to come true?
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July 15th, 2005 09:47 pm (UTC) |
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Re: THAT WAS HOTT!!
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For the same reason that it is hard for many woman to believe other women want fantasies to become real. As such, subcultural societies are born. We have bdsmers who like the dom/sub stuff, we have goreans who are more into male dmination over women, vampirism with a structural class, and what are all the pretense of these societies? Some people want rape fantasies to be more then rape fantasies. For many, the only turn off about rape is the fear factor, not the violence involved.
Rape fantasies are just like any other fetish, they are desires. Some people want to make those desires real, others like to keep them at bay and strictly as desires. Its just the nature of the beast. The questions many people pose here are asked by professionals everyday. Why do some people have foot fetishes, some people like golden showers, some like age play, etc? Who knows, we are all unique in that way, but everyone has a fantasy and everyone has a fetish, both men and women.
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July 17th, 2005 03:11 am (UTC) |
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Re: THAT WAS HOTT!!
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Thanks to Anonymous 16/7
I understand the fantasies that humans enjoy better now. When I read your detailed explanation of the different types of fantasies that people enjoy I realised that I had one of my own that I would never really want to come true.
When I was a single guy, the girls that I dated as well as myself all lived with our parents so it was difficult to have privacy for fucking. Of course we fucked in our cars but after a while the cramped conditions eroded our passions. At such times we used to get out of the car and we’d do it while I was standing up. I’d put my hands between the girl’s legs and grasp a cheek of her buttocks in each hand; her knees were over my elbows with her legs hanging down outside each of my arms. She would support herself with her arms around my neck. My waist was between her thighs and it was easy for me to lower her down onto my rigid cock with one of her hands guiding my cock into her. I am big and could easily throw the girl up and down vigorously. She wasn’t in a position to do anything to stimulate herself by grinding against my pubic bone and just had to be content with the way I handled proceedings. I used to tease the girls by pretending I was tiring just as she was getting close to her orgasm. I’d stop lifting her up and down and enjoy her moans and watching her frantic efforts to raise & lower herself to bring herself to her climax. After letting her struggle for a while I would seemingly get my second wind and lean forward at an angle of about 45 degrees and tell her to straighten her arms to let herself down to full arms length so just her clasped hands were behind my neck. This caused her back to be approximately horizontal which meant that as I wasn’t lifting her against the forces of gravity I could really drive her rapidly back and forth along my rigid erection.
The speed of the rubbing of the cock against her pussy really did amazing things. The speed was much faster than can be achieved in any other position I’ve tried. It drove the girls wild and they quickly came to a wonderful noisy climax. Without exception every girl said it made their pussy feel hot and from then on they chose to have it that way if it wasn’t too cold outside the car
My fantasy now is to do it that way in an empty slow moving train traveling non stop as it goes though a crowded station of morning commuters.
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