Like many of you....
Like many of you, I had the first unrecognizable yearnings when I was young; for me, at about 8 or 10 or perhaps 12 years. I was watching an adventure serial on TV, "Ramar of the Jungle" and one of the characters was kidnapped. Somehow I found this to be fascinating; now I realize that "fascinating" was actually "arousing."
Like many of you, I was at that time also playing various games with friends, particularly my slightly older sister's friends. A variation of hide and seek, except that when I'd find one hiding in a closet, for instance, I would join her instead of carting her off to jail. That gave me a few precious seconds to hold her, and if I could, put my hand over her mouth.
Through the years I'd have various relationships and I recall now that every so often one would hold an inkling of bondage, gentle bondage. No pain or sadism, no degradation. Just bondage and a feeling of intense arousal.
Eventually I found myself in a relationship where she and I were intensely attracted, and in time, in love. And in this relationship we experimented. She was as willing as I was desirous. She wanted to please me as much as I her, and our roles of dom and sub naturally fell into place. Through the relationship we experimented with all manner of bondage, anal and oral intercourse, and lots of role playing. Frankly, just plain fun, lol.
For myself, I don't understand how some people can identify early yearnings as "My first feelings of submission (or desire for punishment or whatever) came when I was 6 (or 4 or whatever)." Frankly, I think that is revionist history; people who look back now and ascribe adult names and understandings to more immature, and wholly innocent feelings. And for those who were molested or otherwise abused and have continued to seek that, I feel badly for them. It would be wonderful if the malicious imprinting they received as children could be erased and they be allowed to start anew. If they chose the same lifestyle with a tabala rasa (clean slate), that'd be fine. But that doesn't happen.
In any event, I wish you all well.
Like many of you, I had the first unrecognizable yearnings when I was young; for me, at about 8 or 10 or perhaps 12 years. I was watching an adventure serial on TV, "Ramar of the Jungle" and one of the characters was kidnapped. Somehow I found this to be fascinating; now I realize that "fascinating" was actually "arousing."
Like many of you, I was at that time also playing various games with friends, particularly my slightly older sister's friends. A variation of hide and seek, except that when I'd find one hiding in a closet, for instance, I would join her instead of carting her off to jail. That gave me a few precious seconds to hold her, and if I could, put my hand over her mouth.
Through the years I'd have various relationships and I recall now that every so often one would hold an inkling of bondage, gentle bondage. No pain or sadism, no degradation. Just bondage and a feeling of intense arousal.
Eventually I found myself in a relationship where she and I were intensely attracted, and in time, in love. And in this relationship we experimented. She was as willing as I was desirous. She wanted to please me as much as I her, and our roles of dom and sub naturally fell into place. Through the relationship we experimented with all manner of bondage, anal and oral intercourse, and lots of role playing. Frankly, just plain fun, lol.
For myself, I don't understand how some people can identify early yearnings as "My first feelings of submission (or desire for punishment or whatever) came when I was 6 (or 4 or whatever)." Frankly, I think that is revionist history; people who look back now and ascribe adult names and understandings to more immature, and wholly innocent feelings. And for those who were molested or otherwise abused and have continued to seek that, I feel badly for them. It would be wonderful if the malicious imprinting they received as children could be erased and they be allowed to start anew. If they chose the same lifestyle with a tabala rasa (clean slate), that'd be fine. But that doesn't happen.
In any event, I wish you all well.