When she's abandoned her moral center and teachings...when she's cast aside her facade of propriety and lady-like demeanor...when I have so corrupted this fragile thing and brought out a writhing, mewling, bucking, wanton whore for my enjoyment and pleasure.....enticing from within this feral lioness...growling and scratching and biting...taking everything I dish out to her.....at that moment she is never more beautiful to me. ” ~Marquis de Sade
|Point of Impact - 022414 - Miz B|
For all the work I've done in BDSM, I've never before been involved in creating an image that more completely captured the moment of impact. This gem of timing shows clearly the transfer of energy from flesh to flesh, woman to woman. Naturally, being introspective, this got me thinking about the emotional point of impact when two sexual energies collide.
A lover recently evaluated us both as being junkies for that intense impact, requiring greater and greater collisions to achieve the same rush. I believe he is correct, that we have, through our explorations, become jaded to the ordinary. We've dabbled in so many fetishes that they are no longer taboo. We are chasing an ever more elusive dragon, knowing full well that our pursuit will take us deeper and deeper into the shadows of human sexuality, likely at great cost to our sanity and well-being.
Human sexual and emotional journeys often ride the fine line between life and death - orgasms are known as le petit mort (the little death) and we speak of loving someone to death. Words are not accidents and there is often a hair's breadth of separation between surrender and suicide. Consider erotic asphyxiation - sexual pleasure intensified right up until the point at which it's ended by death. In breath play, one tries to ride the edge of consciousness ... everything becomes more vibrant and intense ... but just a second too long and everything fades to gray ....
|Point of Impact b/w - 022414 - Miz B|
From domination scenarios to unprotected sex, from infidelity to self-sacrificing love of the emotionally unavailable, many many people engage in risky behaviors, trying to recapture that first rush of lust or love. In pondering this topic, I find I have no real answers, no real moral of the story ... but I'm curious to hear your thoughts on this reckless rush for sensual, erotic, and emotional fulfillment. How far is too far? At which point does one need to quit cold turkey or is it possible to manage one's addictions and control the headlong rush towards dangerous ecstasy?