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My resume stems back to psychological D/s exploration in high school before knowing there was a name for my desires. Carrying on until my early 20's, I finally set that feeling aside out of sheer confusion. I thought it lay dormant, but it didn't go away. Despite being a seemingly happy vanilla marriage, I still felt empty. In fact, with no outlet for my dominant energy, it just re-manifest itself into a more powerful incarnation that terrified even myself as I struggled trying to fend off my cravings. It was far easier for me to come out to myself about my "heteroflexible" leanings than it was to come out that I'm power hungry sadist. After all, girl on girl interactions is even trendy in some circles. But admitting to the average person that you achieve a mental orgasm higher than any physical one via inflicting pain of the mind and flesh isn't exactly easy.
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