This is a Blog on the inner silent quivering that BDSM has created in me for most of my life.
The Blog has anecdotes, information, session examples and plenty of real world information. I’m also adding some free stories that build on may favorite theme of corporal punshment and bondage.
I can only talk from my own perspective, and from my own experiences which may well be different to many others. Please excuse me if I go against conventional wisdom – as I said – this is all from experience.
If You Want to Read About....
My most recent BDSM session. It is Here.
Talking about Pain in BDSM. It Is Here.
My long journey into BDSM and kink. It Is Here.
A free story about Robyn getting corporal with a happy ending or two. It Is Here.
From the above, the blog has a wide mix of content – real life and absolutely fictitious. Enjoy.
As an older person it has been difficult
This is a recurrent theme for me. In my life the whole BDSM thing has gone from perversion to becoming almost accepted in mainstream conversation. That is a huge thing.
The way psychiatric illnesses are categorized has also changed. The psychiatric manual “DSM-5” does not generally classify BDSM as a disorder, though there are sub-categories that are. This is a huge change. Instead of a blanket categorization, there is now an acceptance of different types of play for different types of people. Some may be problematic, others not. All to the good.
I also see the commendable attitude of younger people in accepting, embracing, and self honesty with BDSM. They are, as far as I have seen, far better that I ever was in this.
Real Life - First Person BDSM Information
Other than the stories which are deeply fictional – everything else is based on my own experience, feelings, research into this dynamic of BDSM.
For me it has been a life quest.
Maybe the anecdotes may sound a little odd at times, but they are true. For example, the mistress who had her tawse chewed by her dog is a classic. Another is when the building I was being sessioned in was under renovations and the builders nail guns were drowned out by the gunshot loud cracks from the firmly swung belt. Then the nail guns fell silent making me wonder if they were standing there in mid-build, listening with wide eyes and open mouths…. All good fun.
However, if you are in the situation where you feel your life is difficult because of this inner need, this special need for BDSM then I hope you get value from this Blog and the effort I have put into it.