30 Days of Kink: My Choice

Day 30: Whatever BDSM/kink related thing you want to write about.

Since I've been in an awfully aggressive and forceful mood lately, I'd like to talk about something that is very prominent in my life and my intimacy style: rape play. Or, as I term it, rape. Yes, for those of you who have this as a trigger, I definitely suggest to not continue reading and to ignore the rest of this post completely. I would not want to cause any ill-feelings in my followers, unless they enjoy such things, of course.

I am an extreme force and aggression player. I've always been rough during sex, and even rougher while playing with someone, but there are times when I need something more...carnal. More animal. Less about pleasure and more about adrenaline rushes and pure sensation. I write of it quite frequently, actually, on my deviantART account and in other places (like on my Fetlife). It's not so much a fascination to me as it is a reality. The want to overcome another and feel them weaken and break beneath me. And while many have a certain distaste for those terms, there's no other way for me to describe it. It isn't that I want my prey to be weak, no. I want them to be weak to me. To be strong enough to the outside world but weak to one is the most honorable thing a person can be.

It's beautiful.

There are so many things wrong with this interest of mine, I realize that. And that's honestly what makes it the hardest to voice (among a few others), the fact that I know how others feel about it and the last thing that I want to do is make other people [who are not my love or relationship interests] uncomfortable. The feeling is potent in my mind, and the implications of it are completely apparent. Complete submission, not only that my one knows, but that I know too. The only way I can feel it is if I have gained that, if I can feel it in my blood that I have the upper hand. It's the other way around, for most. Most submissives need to feel weak to their Dominant, but most Dominants do not enjoy that. I, however, do. I need to feel stronger. I need to feel like I can overcome them (even though I will admit there's something alluring about having a submissive who is stronger).

I'm for equality among human beings, but I do not really enjoy it within my relationships. I love the difference of rank and status. It's not that the person I am with, who is my "lesser," as I term it, is not meaningful to me, no. It's that they are meaningful enough that I have given them the right to be called lesser, lower than me. It takes a lot of courage and strength, dignity, for someone to be considered that, in my opinion. I wouldn't consider anyone that, honestly. I see everyone as my equal. Aside from, of course, that one person who becomes my lesser. It puts them somewhere where no one else in the world is, and that, to me, is more of an honor than anything else.

Amusing how this ended up becoming more of a rant than anything else. Ah well, it's the last post in the sequence, I suppose that it should include more of my thoughts on things that I enjoy than anything else, right? And perhaps you all enjoy reading my mindless rants about nothing in particular. But to get back to my thoughts on rape play, ravishment, whatever you term it, it's something that I thoroughly enjoy and require. It gets me off like no other, to be blunt. I love the look in a person's eyes when they've given up and surrendered. It's that split second realization of "I can't win against you." Or, in my case, "You're powerless to me." And that, to me, is pure beauty.

-Sir