My journey as a BDSM dungeon. Often life simply takes place, you understand?

My journey as a BDSM dungeon. Often life simply takes place, you understand?

You may think it’s going to be a cool day in hell if you see somebody tangled up being slapped over repeatedly and think, “that is beautiful”—and until not long ago I might have agreed to you.

Somehow i came across myself at a BDSM dungeon one other week (long tale), and I also had been literally viewing a female striking an other woman who had been tangled up with ropes. I became struck (pun meant) by the beauty of consent—not a great deal the human that is carnal stuff, however the proven fact that a couple could collectively determine what their limitations had been and predicated on those limitations devise a secure, comfortable, consensual solution to enjoy a task by which they certainly were both interested. (más…)