What's so hot about my partner controlling my body, restraining my movements... a man who has utmost confidence in physically controlling me... a man who can handle my play and my fire, a man who can own my body in bed... a man who can let his hardest, wildest self passionately ravage me behind closed doors... the smoldering looks we share, moans of pure desire... a partner I trust to inflict pain on me, bite me, bruise me, make me bleed... a blade that presses deeper and deeper until skin breaks and blood falls......
I have no idea. :kitteh:
Thanks for the lessons @
LeoCat, I do come off a bit strong... I can neither fake submission, nor give myself away too easily, but I need to add depth, chemistry, fire~~~ I have a feeling this thread will be another learning experience
Looks like @
Scelerat didn't take my bait. *le sigh* Oh well, I'm a kitten sharpening her claws to take on you predatory tigers ;P I'll post more detailed likes later and catch up on skype and your thread tonight ;3 But first, bike ride! All this BDSM talk has my adrenaline pumping... I need to go fast...
You know what, that's what it is. Adrenaline. Dopamine. Serotonin. Oxytocin. Chemicals released from touching, from passion, from pain... it's all brain chemicals.
And they're fucking addictive. :kitteh: