Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Random Tusesday {11}: Subspace or Rope Space....


Sub-space or rope-space. I talk about it, give it to my characters all the time in my books, but does one ever honestly grasp what this elusive feeling entails?  It can vary from submissive to submissive, can be achieved any many ways...flogging, whipping, hot wax, or even with bondage. There are so many nuances.  Until recently however, I thought they were the same exact thing.  Because I'd never personally (shocker....) expeirenced either of them. 

I've done tons of research, talked to subs about it, even read medical articles about the phenomon, but never really understood it more than an abstract way...I could go into a long drawn out discussion about all the chemicals involved but will give you the quick and dirty of it from someone who can explain far better than I ever could...


Subspace 

Science behind subspace....


At the same time, BDSM quite often involves impacts to the body. During a scene, the intense experiences of both pain and pleasure trigger a response of the sympathetic nervous system, which causes a release of epinephrine from the adrenal glands, as well as a dump of endorphins and enkephalins.
These natural chemicals are a part of the body's primal "fight or flight" response. They produce the same effects as a morphine-like drug. This dump of morphine-like chemicals into one's bloodstream into increases the pain tolerance of the submissive as the scene becomes more intense -- and also induces a euphoric, ecstatic floating feeling. 
-Copyright 2012 Dr Dexter,
[dr_dexter@chicomunch.com,
also Dr_Dexter on Fetlife] all rights reserved.

Sounds pretty clinical doesn't it.  Do this, and this chemical is released, do that, and presto...instant flying submissive.  Not so. As I said each submissive is different, each scene is different.  As I have found out.  Until just recently I'd only had the pleasure to experience an impact induced sub-space (aka flogging) I know, I know, Dakota seems like such a nice girl...lol.  But not that long ago, I had the chance to experience 'rope space'.  Was it better than a regular trip to subspace?  Weaker than the high I get off a good flogging? 

Well it's kind of like comparing granny smith apples and navel oranges.  One is crisp and tart, while the other is sweet and tangy, but both are fulfilling.  


For me a good flogging is like a green apple.  The falls sting when they first hit skin, leaving a lingering burn that I'm sure to feel later. The longer the flogging goes on, the more sensitive I become, and it pushes me higher and higher until I almost fall into a trance like state.  From that point, the slightest stroke of leather or horsetail against my skin feels like a lover's caress.  Stimulating but soothing, until it's all I can focus on.  No worries, no kids, no commitments or responsibilities. I'm out of my head and nothing exists but me and the erotic pain Sir's flogger brings.  It's very freeing.   I usually end up crying by the end, all my stress ebbing away in a salty trail that I always assure my Sir are good tears, not bad. 







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Rope space on the other hand?  I find it delicious, much like a navel orange.  Sweet, soothing, but not as hard and intense as the sub-space brought on by a flogging.  However, it's not weaker or any less fulfilling, by any stretch of the imagination.   When I'm bound I find peace in the ropes.  Not because my dominant has driven all other thoughts from head with his wicked horsehair flogger, but because the rope will hold me together, no matter how I fall apart.  Each time the rope is twisted around me, another worry falls away. The slight burn as I'm lifted off my feet, a welcome caress as I trust the ropes to hold me. It's exciting (since I know that I will be helpless) but soothing because I know they will keep me safe.  Their strong strands hold me as tight as my dominant's arms - and that in itself is beyond freeing.  Add suspension into the mix along with my Sir's gentle touch and soft praise, and I'm literally floating. It's almost like floating in pool, the water holding me up while I trust my body's natural buoyancy to not let me sink.   

So could I ever choose one over the other? Probably not.  I love both for the release they bring me.  And frankly I'm greedy. Just like I wouldn't want to eat tacos every night for the rest of my life, I still enjoy a good soft shell now and again.  






Monday, January 25, 2016

Monday Moans {14}: Shivers


All I can say is....ooooooh, not the shoulders - not the shoulders....dang it now I have goosebumps...lol.  Have a great Monday All! 



Thursday, January 21, 2016

Sensual Thrusday {20}: First Impressions


Time once again for Sensual Thursday.  Today's snippet is coming from my current WIP, Benevolent Master. In this snippet we experience our heroine, Alyce's first impression of BDSM club...with Kaleb.





300 Word Snippet: 

As she followed Kaleb into the main demonstration area of the club, Alyce tried to keep from gawking. It was one thing to understand the basic concepts of the lifestyle, and quite another to be in an actual club with real live Dominants and submissives. She took in the bare room with its well-cared for hardwood floors and almost barren walls. Where was the bondage furniture? With only a few overstuffed chairs, several small tables, and a couple settees scattered in a loose semi-circle, the room looked like someone’s family room or den. That is if it hadn’t been for the one focal point in the center of the large open space. Instead of a big screen TV or a pool table, the item was stark in its dramatic simplicity.

Hanging in the center of the room was a thick silver metal hoop. Measuring at least eight to ten inches in diameter, it hung from a double strand of hemp. Her eyes followed the long length of rope, only to find it secured to the thick rafter with what looked like a series of complicated knots. Whoever had hung the ring had obviously wanted to make sure it wouldn't come loose. It made her wonder if tonight's demonstration would have suspension in it. While she'd been drawn to the pure artistry of the erotic bondage, she wasn't sure if she would ever have the patience or trust to allow another to bind her in such a manner.

“Umph...” The muffled sound escaped her as she bumped into Kaleb's back. Damnit, she'd better get her head out of her ass before Kaleb delivered on his promise.

“Whoa, darlin’.” He turned and caught her just seconds before she fell on her butt. “I got you.”

“Thanks. Sorry, Sir. I will do better.” Her cheeks heated. “I've just never been in a club before. It isn't quite what I expected.”

Tuesday, January 19, 2016

Random Tuesday {10}: Brrrr...it's cold outside



For those of you who might not be aware of it, I live in the midwest - or what many locals right now are affectionately calling the ice box.  For the past week we've averaged highs in the low teens and lows in the negative digits.  *shivers*   Of course, being a native Iowan, I expect this kind of weather.  In the summer you're gonna sweat your ass off and in the winter you're gonna freeze it off.    

Anyway this post isn't to complain about the cold - but my humorous way to poke fun at it.  Why cause last night I watched the news and they were talking about a graphic floating around Facebook...and if you'd actually move...





This made me giggle.  I'm sure my coworkers thought I was stoned or something.  But believe it or not, it made me feel better.  Despite the fact that I was freezing (at my EDJ at a big box store, the area I work at is really close to the front doors), it still made me smile.  

Just like everything else in life, it all depends upon your point of view.  Half empty, or half full, your glass is excactly what you make it - at least according to my grandma.   (Wise woman that she was.)   

So today's random thought...is you chose if you're happy or if you're angry.   It's all about perspective.  And today I choose to be happy...and share a few giggles with my readers.   Enjoy!


Okay my muse made me grab this one....she whole-heartedly agrees with this sentiment....lol




So true....especailly for us dylexic folks...!




This one is specially for my teenagers....they give me crap all the time about the amount of coffee I drink...evidently I remind them of the squirrel from Hoodwinked - brats. 


This has been floating around the net forever...and proves my point - it's all about perspective! And whether or not your brain resides in the gutter with the rest of us....

Monday, January 18, 2016

Monday Moans {13}: The mind can be a sexy thing...


Is there anything sexier than a man who likes to read?  Particularly if your stuff?  Nope...can't think of it.  (And no this man is not mine - mine I'm keeping all to myself!)