Showing posts with label soft limit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label soft limit. Show all posts

Sunday, November 17, 2013

Limits Redux

A couple weeks ago, just after i wrote about my limits, a fellow blogger posted a series about one of her recent experiences.  If you haven’t read Little Girl’s blog, you should…





Aside from being really HOT (WOW!), it did give me something to ponder.  i thought i’d had my own limits figured out.  i’d already discussed them with Master and told  (Told?  Hmm.) Him what i wanted and didn’t want.  Every thing was good.  Yeah, right.

Of my limits, the one Master was most interest in pushing was bringing in another man.  This made me really uncomfortable.  I was perfectly fine with Him bringing in another woman, but the mention of another man makes my chest tight and i start to get panicky.  Pretty much “maybe one day, but i don’t want to talk about it right now” type of limit.

i have been trying to reflect on why one is a limit and not the other.  Why have i given a green light to another woman and not to another man?  What am i afraid of?  It is simply a fear of some sort.  There is no physical issue like there is for other limits.  What could be causing it, and is right?

it finally occurred to me that the issue was not just being with another man, but in my perception of myself and my perception of Master’s perception of me.  Only one time in my life have i ever gotten black-out drunk.  During that time, one of the few memories of that night was fooling around with a couple of my boyfriend’s best friends (handjobs only).  i hate that night.  i lost several hours that night, i have no idea what happen, and while i have been assured by many people that nothing bad happened to me, it really bothers me.. i DON’T lose control.  i have NEVER been that girl. 

It got me thinking if the issue is not that i wouldn’t enjoy it, but rather if i would and that that is what scares me.  That i’m afraid of what Master might think of me if i did enjoy it, enjoy being with another man.  Another woman is harmless enough because we would both enjoy her company.  Plus, Master already knows i enjoy eating pussy.  Another man is something different.  If i’m making this a limit because i don’t want Him to see me be a whore with another man, that’s wrong of me.  i’ve given Him control of my body, my sexual needs and desires.  i can’t turn around and say “no, you can’t see this part of me, just because i don’t want You too”

Master and i said that soft limits were things that we would discuss beforehand and that i could say no on if i felt uncomfortable with.  i found a new “yes-no-maybe” list.  This one is like 16 pages and full of stuff that i hadn’t even thought of.  i filled it out for Master and made some changes from the last one.  There’s still some “soft limit” stuff on there.  Yes, it’s stuff we’d probably discuss beforehand.  But i’m coming to a place where i don’t think that i will deny Him any of my soft limits.  My thought process is that i need to trust Him and let Him have the control over our mutual sexual experiences.  A lot of what i have as soft limits now are things that i’m not sure i can do physically (like prolonged bondage due to joint problems)  or it’s stuff that we have never tried before so for the sake of safety, a discussion beforehand is warranted.  i also think that once we experience a couple of them, they won’t be soft limits anymore and i wouldn’t need the “heads up” if you will.  i’m not saying that the experiences wouldn’t make me nervous or that i wouldn’t be afraid during some of them, but that i would go ahead with them because i love Him and trust Him and submit to Him.




Monday, October 28, 2013

Limit

lim·it; noun; a point or level beyond which something does not or may not extend or pass.

i have hard limits.  No urophilia or coprophilia.  No medical play.  No blood, needles, or knives.  No feet (it’s a thing, i don’t like people putting their feet on me or touching other people’s feet).  No fisting.  No hoods.  Fortunately, Master is completely fine with my hard limits (well, i’m sure he’d love to make me worship his feet or give him a foot massage as a punishment given my silly phobia…i’m not stupid, that’s why it’s a hard limit.)

Then there are soft limits.  Things that i’m not comfortable with yet, or i am not comfortable being surprised with.  i know Master wants to involve other people and while i will gladly be with another woman, i hesitate at having to suck or fuck another man’s cock.  Going to a sex club is one i’m trying to work up to.  It’s not the going; it’s the participating.  Public exhibition also makes me very skittish.  The risk of being caught isn’t really a turn on for me, it’s more of an aversion, and so it’s something that I’ll have to work through in order to do something of the things that He wants.  Fuck machines and some of the more extended and extreme bondage i need to work up too as well.

There’s probably a few more i haven’t even thought of yet.  i expect Master to test me and push me until these aren’t soft limits anymore.  i want Him to.  i think i need to get used to TTWD in practice first.  When we were going over them, i felt bad that i had these limits.  i don’t want to hold back, deny Him any pleasure or fantasy that He desires.  i want to completely trust in Him and just let go and allow Him to lead me.

Baby steps.

One, a rather simple one, is posting pictures of myself.  i worry about what would happen if someone found them.  Not that i’m ashamed of TTWD.  Just that i feel like our family and friends wouldn’t understand.  We don’t have too many kinky friends (something that must be corrected).  Master wants to be able to show off my body.  Since we first started talking about this blog, before i even wrote my first post, i balked at posting pictures.  i asked for time to figure out how to do it in a way that i felt protected me and still gave Him what he wanted.  When i realized the other day, how at peace i was with my submission, i also realized that i was ready to take this first step.

A small one…(breathe)