Yesterday, fiona was asking questions about the KBC {Kinky Bloggers’ Convention} and wanted me to remember what it was like back when this was all new to me ~ like August, 2010. Not exactly ancient history, but it sure seems like a long time ago
i recorded it all here in lurid detail and four-part harmony. Of course, that experience was actually defined by Sir D, who was a very experienced Dominant.
It was also a transformative experience for me, that particular night, that particular series of events. And now i have to think about what i want to say here.
You know, we all carry stuff ~ baggage ~ old tapes ~ whatever you want to call it ~ from childhood. It doesn’t have to be “abuse,” but there’s always stuff, just because we’re human, and so are our parents.
The events at that first play party were transformative for me. They allowed me to shed some of the baggage i carried. Partly through the experience, partly through writing about it, and then with great clarity in a therapy session with JM, the amazing analyst.
i shed some of that old stuff like a snake sheds its skin. Shame, slipping off my shoulders… it was pretty amazing.
The process of BDSM, done well, is soul work, i think. When not done well, maybe not so much, but who knows?
Tori at Pains Pleasure writes about a recent situation in Britain that demonstrates one of the things that can happen when people don’t know what they’re doing. Lack of communication, lack of awareness, lack of sensitivity ~ those things can cause so much damage.
But then who knows? Maybe this is just part of their path ~ probably not a path that continues together, but we learn and grow and move on.
It makes me grateful though that {other than my brief second marriage} i have been with Dominants who were experienced, careful, and caring.
Which makes me think of the comment Buford left on my post about the “Submissive Controversy.” i thought it was powerful and cut through the controversy to the heart of the matter, and since he just left it yesterday, and you may have missed it, i’ll quote it here:
I never saw this as a cut and dried/black and white issue – it is about cooperation and the titles we give are just handles to refer to roles in a play – submissive – Dominant – or my personal preference Master and Slave. Submissives are not the only people to go into headspace during play – good Dominants do too – its what makes what we do real for both of us – or at least real enough that we both get our needs met. Submissives are simply people who get their joy in one way while Dominants get theirs in another way – and the wonder of it all is that we found each other in such a perfect fit. One without the other is nothing; yet, together, we can do everything. At our best together, we create events of such great beauty that years after that event, one looks at the other and says….”remember the time we …..”
What separates good Dominants from true sadists is that Dominants do not go the serial torture killer route gouging out eyes, severing limbs and killing people – Dominants among us are just thrilled to be able to take the one we love to the edge – and then bring him/her back not just safely but with considerably more happiness and pleasure than we started the project with. Another good title for a loving dominant would be “care giver” – its just more cumbersome to use and is not in line with the evil people we like to envision ourselves to be.