30 Days of Kink: Day 2

Day 2: List your kinks.

Oh dear Gawd.

Well, I guess we’ll start with my favorite, being humiliation.  I adore all kinds of humiliation.  Verbal humiliation is just amazing.  Small penis humiliation, objectification, not allowing subs on the furniture, or making them eat from dog bowls, making them worship my ass while I read or whatever, spitting on them, cfnm, anything.

The only thing that feels kind of odd is racial humiliation.  I’ve come across it a couple of times, but the first time was with a young Pakistani boy who loved being called racial slurs (that do not bear repeating… But I didn’t even know Pakistani slurs existed until he told me what they are… you learn something new every day, amirite?).

His reactions were so lovely, I tried to accommodate him, but I could never really get into it, so I didn’t do it often.  A few years later, I came across a very sweet black boy who enjoyed worshiping white women as being superior, and wanted to be humiliated for the color of his skin.  Degrading him for being male was fine, but once we got to the racial stuff, I just hit a wall.  I’m not a racist, and I just couldn’t make myself enjoy degrading someone due to their race.

So racial humiliation isn’t high on my list, but everything else is fucking fantastic.

I love causing pain.  I love seeing a boy writhing in pain.  I love hearing him moan, whimper, scream, cry, and beg me to stop.  I love seeing the marks left afterwards, the evidence of what I’ve done, the reminder of who he is.

I love penetrating a boy.  Strap-ons, dildos, plugs, vibes, anything.  Strap-ons are my favorite.  I love fucking a boy.  It’s the only kind of sex he’ll ever get from me, and I especially love when he really loves it and really just gets into it.  But fucking a boy who doesn’t necessarily want to be fucked is awesome, in its own right.

I love bondage.  Predicament bondage, long-term bondage, it’s all great.  There’s this look that comes over a boy’s face when he’s completely bound and helpless, completely at my mercy.  There’s just this moment, when he’s partly afraid of what I’m going to do to him, partly excited by it, aroused by his own helplessness.  The power that I feel in that moment is intoxicating.  There is literally no limit at that point.  Once he’s tied up, there’s nothing I cannot do.  I could bring in another man to fuck him.  I could beat him to a bloody pulp.  I could mercilessly and ruthlessly torture him for as long as I want, and there’s nothing he could do about it.

I could do all those things, and more.  I simply choose not to.  Of course I choose not to.  I’m not a psychopath, and I’m not a criminal.  But the knowledge that I could, and the fact that he knows I could, is fucking hot as hell.

I love a good mind-fuck.  Especially when a sub is in that moment, where he’s nice and overwhelmed, his senses overloaded, in the middle of being beaten or fucked, or just generally distracted.  In that moment, I love asking complicated questions, trick questions, or anything he’ll have trouble answering.  I love making him flustered, watching him get himself into trouble, and basically just talking himself into a corner.  That’s awesome.

More than that, though, I love just getting into a boy’s head, making him doubt who and what he is, breaking him down completely and utterly, and building him back up.  That’s such a rush.

Chastity is another awesome, amazing thing.  Restricting a boy’s access to his own body is incredible.  Having that power over him, manipulating his desire, lust, frustration, and release, is amazing.  The things you can do to him, the ways you can get inside his head… There are no limits.  And the effect it has on him is profound.  When I start to see that focus shift, when I start to see him accepting the frustration, rather than being angered by it, when he starts to crave that control… It’s just so awesome.  I’m using that word a lot.  What can I say?  There’s a lot of awesomeness out there, and I just want to get my hands in all of it.

Gags are hot, for pretty much the same reason.  With them, I can completely take away one of a boy’s basic human functions.  All I need is a locking gag, and he knows he won’t be able to communicate verbally again until I decide he does.  But then again, anything going into a boy’s mouth is hot.  Gags, strap-ons, dildos, my fingers, whatever.  It’s all hot.

Lots of greatness.  I do want to point out that this is obviously not a comprehensive list, but it shows a few of my favorites.

5 thoughts on “30 Days of Kink: Day 2

  1. Mic says:

    Okay – I guess it would have been definitely easier to list those things that aren’t your kind of kink, wouldn’t it?

    A lovely list, a very lovely list! And lucky guys that happen to come under your control.

  2. Zed says:

    I agree with the racist slur doubt….you are right to draw that line. So much of our “play” has social content – and meaning. For him, I suppose there is a need….but he has to question his own right to ask for such a thing to be said and done to him. He has a responsibility too….to not ask that of you.

    • Domina Jen says:

      I agree… and I mean, he (the Pakistani boy) explained where it was coming from, why he had that kink, what it did for him, etc. He was very intelligent about it, and he knew what he was asking. And I really, truly adored his reactions to it, so I tried to accommodate him. It just felt too awkward and forced to me. And then, with the black boy, I just completely hit a wall. With the racial history here in the States, I couldn’t do it (even though he was Jamaican, and not African-American). It was way too awkward.

      • Zed says:

        Yes, I think subs need also to think about the nature of what they request….and to consider the feelings of all – ie you – involved. x

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