The Blurb

Both ski socks and flip flops are pretty everyday objects (if you are the kind of exciting person who, like me, likes to go to snowy mountains and tropical beaches, not if you are a boring recluse). Most of what I write about will, I suspect, seem slightly crazy to your average 'vanilla'. But, to me, kink is so integrated into my life that I sometimes don't notice that it is a bit odd.

Ski socks and flip flops are also both totally contradictory to each other. This, in part, reflects the fact that I go by the online psuedonym 'Walking Oxymoron'. But it also explains me very well. I do not look like someone who you might imagine to be a sexual deviant. When out and about, I don't act any differently from anyone else. In fact, I like to think that I appear fairly innocent and demure.

This blog is about the other side of me - my dark side. Specifically, the emotional side of it. Behind the whips and canes and other fun things is a variety of very normal 'vanilla' feelings. They just choose to display themselves in some unconventional places...

Monday 8 November 2010

What is Masochism?

*Originally written 19th January 20108

Why do I like pain? Do I really like it? What does it mean to be a masochist?

If pain is administered in a scene it hurts. Usually I am very aware of the fact that it hurts, and, truth be told, a little scared of it. However, if it is done in a certain way (and I have yet to work out what that way is), I go into a floaty, sub-spacey daze. At that point, I don't care what else is going on, I find I can 'ride' the pain, and it sends me deeper and deeper into my own floating world. I definitely enjoy that feeling.

Unfortunately, it is extremely rare that pain will get me to that point - in fact, I think it has only happened once or twice. Frankly, usually pain just hurts, plain and simple. I don't enjoy it because its, well, painful. But I do enjoy the fact that I am surrendering to it at the will of someone else, and in that I am able to enjoy the pain itself. I also see it as a bit of a challenge...I like to think that I can take as much as is given. And usually, when it is over, I don't want it to stop. And I can't deny it, this kind of pain turns me on. I don't know why or how it does, because, like I said, it hurts. But it does.

Its not only pain either. I don't actually enjoy the feeling of humiliation, but love being humiliated at the will of someone else. I don't enjoy feeling rejected or unwanted, in fact it makes me feel like crap, yet being pushed away by someone and told to 'fuck off because you are a useless whore' is incredibly sexy. It seems that, for some reason, I actually enjoy things that really aren't enjoyable in the slightest. Maybe its because I like the challenge. Maybe its because I like the fact that I am surrendering to something that I would not normally do. Maybe its a combination of both. Regardless of the reasons, I think that, for me, it is the fact that I enjoy NOT ENJOYING things that makes me a masochist.

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