Something that occurred to me recently, was the reconciling I have had to do, between the parts of my kink I actively engaged with for the last 15 years (the daddy stuff as I call it) and the parts I avoided (the uniform and discipline stuff). They don’t exist in conflict with each other at all, they’re very much complementary flavors for me, but they are not mutually exclusive. In theory, at least, they could be combined. I say in theory, because so far, the people I’ve engaged in these different types of play with, haven’t had much overlap. I suppose you could argue that there is a certain amount of caregiving in the uniform/discipline stuff I’ve talked about, and you’d be right, but it depends on the person whether that is a daddy vibe or simply…a caring authority figure (guardian? teacher? tutor? disciplinarian? mentor? – for a woman, I’d choose governess, but that’s complicated for me) vibe. Figuring it out is important, though. Exploring it in thought, writing, doing.
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100+ Comments & 10k+ Views!
This is quite the milestone! My blog has reached more than 100 comments – well, 171 but 59 of those are responses from me and 8 are pingbacks – there are over 100 comments from you all, engaging with me, in conversation with me, connecting with the things I’ve written, and reminding me that sharing is worth the effort.
If you’re feeling shy, I get it – you can email me (marie@notaspankingblog.net), but I would love to see here in the comments what you think about what I share, and every single comment puts a smile on my face and encourages me to continue sharing what I write. I also respond to every single comment and endeavor to continue to do so.
Additionally, I’ve surpassed 10,000 views. I know those aren’t unique views, but that still blows my mind. At the time I am writing this, I stand at 2,474 visitors which I think is the “unique” counter.
Thank you. I hope you keep reading and commenting and connecting with me.
-M
Hurt Me (Part 1 – a Poem)
[I was able to switch out the image of the poem for the text, by using the code editor!]
I titled this “Part 1” because I expect I will write sometime in the future more on the topic of wanting someone to hurt me. In the context of this blog – a spanking fetish, some not-at-all subtle masochism, deep emotional connection – I hope you all can understand the basis for what I mean when someone like me might say to someone else, “I want you to hurt me.” This is a phrase I’ve said very sparingly and to few people, but I meant it each time. The idea of taking what someone wants to give me (within a consensual relationship and negotiated terms) is so unbelievably hot. It gets to the core of wanting to be seen, not in control – specifically giving up control to someone else. It doesn’t exist in conflict with discipline for me – sometimes it can even be part of it. Submitting even when it’s not something I want, but something that is good for me, and being worthy of it, getting to enjoy it, like it, want it – feels like discipline for me.
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