I believe words matter. Sadism is defined in popular culture as the tendency to derive pleasure, especially sexual gratification, from inflicting pain, suffering, or humiliation on others. Let’s be clear…
I – am not – a sadist.
To me her pleasure is the goal. An absolute annihilated state of her from so much pleasure it is practically torturous. Crippling. Wiped-the-fuck-out. But the method is pleasure. A tinge of pain but the good kind, like a thick cock in a tight ass or a spanking while I’m inside her.
To me it’s about leveling her in “the good”. Orgasm after orgasm, forced on her, with every tool I can use whether it be my hands, mouth, hitachi, vibrating ass plug, dick, and above all, toying with her state of mind by invoking a sense of fear or wonder such as blindfolding her or binding her up.
But I don’t get off hurting people. Sure a little sting from an ass-slap or even across the face sometimes, but that is more for her than me. She likes to feel naughty; she likes to feel slutty; she likes to feel bad; so I give her that feeling.
But actually hurting someone? That to me is a sick emotion that people tap into who actually enjoy hurting women, or men for that matter, in real life too. The “raise a hand” to her piece of shit or the bitch who thinks punching a guy is somehow a good resolution mechanism. Yeah, you ladies are not free and clear from domestic abuse either.
In the bedroom, its just not for me. To each their own I guess, but just not for me.
Nope. Not me. I’ll take wiping her out. I don’t need a fucking whip to prove my manhood.
You will find it in dripping out of you as you thank the heavens for the mental roller coaster you just took.
That’s the beating I offer: the one that encompasses your spirit, mind, body, and soul.