7/05/2012

A Hole in My Heart


I miss BDSM.

I miss the sense of security it gave me. I miss the overwhelming awe and respect I felt for my husband when he had completely overpowered me. I miss the heartrending sobbing that he forced out of me, when I was finally pushed over the edge of my own control and I lost it, and how finally after that I would feel so calm and relaxed. I miss the surge of relaxation that laps through my body when he takes me by the throat. I miss the security of knowing their are consequences when I do something wrong.

I miss it.

My Dom knows this, but he is not interested in engaging in BDSM again anytime soon.

He has several good reasons, although they are hard for me to understand.

He says BDSM is unhealthy for me. That it's an unhealthy part of me wanting it. I get upset, hurt, confused, anxious, and then I crave domination and abuse. I don't come at it from a place of happiness and balance; I crave it when I'm upset. For instance, when we're getting along, I enjoy slow, loving sex. But after a fight, I have too many pent-up emotions. I hate him! He's hurt me! He's a jerk! It is then that I crave sex filled with violence. I want him to hit me and choke me and make me scream and cry. I want the emotional release of all this negativity that was built up between us during the fight. I want him to abuse me, just to "finish it." He thinks we should solve the conflict by talking it out. He is afraid those urges will just be even more unhealthy for me.

He says he is not interested in BDSM anymore because I was too critical. He says I was never happy and we just fought about it constantly. I say I'm never happy without it. Either way we have conflict. I really tried not to be too critical of him. I know men (and people in general) do not respond well to criticism. I tried to start approaching things differently, like showing him blogs that inspired me, or sharing stories from online blogs that I thought were sexy, or posing my wants as a question, such as, "Why don't we do this--?" instead of "You suck, I wanted ___ instead!" But it didn't work. He still knew that all those questions and all those blog suggestions were arising because I wanted something I didn't have. He doesn't like learning from other people's blogs. I love it. I get inspiration and ideas from there, and I see things other husbands do that I want done. He hates it. He just wants to "discover our own kind of BDSM" (I can't see why researching what other couples do can hurt us in our search to do that) and he says he is sick of hearing what other husbands do that he doesn't. I don't try to present it like, "So-and-so's Dom does this, so I want to be with him," but rather I try to phrase it like, "So-and-so's Dom does this, and I want that. Do you think that sounds sexy? What do you think about it?" But I guess it still makes him feel like I'm critical.

The strange thing is, I really tried not to be critical. After every scene, I would tell him what I thought any woman, vanilla or kinky, was supposed to communicate with her lover. I would tell him what I liked and what he did well. And I would tell him what I wanted and what could be better next time. I didn't approach it as a failure of his. I simply would tell him, or blog about it later. I would try to be very complimentary of all the things I liked. I tried to be specific so he would know what to do again next time (he normally didn't do them again, though, no matter how much I praised something). And I would say things like, "And at this part, I really wanted __________, and that would have been so awesome." For future reference, you know? As non-threatening as possible. But he still reads it as "criticism." He says I never said, "That was great." I always said, "That was great, I loved this, but this could have been better." I was just trying to communicate with him my sexual needs for future reference, but I guess it got him down that I was never 100% happy. And the times I was 100% happy, I tried to really praise him and tell him what specifically I liked and what he did so well, but looking back all he remembers are the times I still wanted something different.

He says we fought more then. This is true, but that's just because now I try to ignore my feelings and squash them down. Instead of fighting with him to dominate me, I try to be submissive and not test him. It makes for fewer fights, but it also means I am not getting the subspace high I want.

He says I was rarely happy with BDSM. I always wanted something more, more, more. To me, this is confusing. If he knows I wanted more domination, more roughness, more punishment, more bossiness, more control, then why doesn't he just give me more??? I think maybe he wants a sub who obeys, and I want a Dom who forces me to obey. They are not very complementary desires.

He says I am addicted to BDSM. He says me wanting the "release" of subspace is just like an addiction to a drug. He has made this analogy before. Subspace is, for me, akin to being high. I feel wonderful, relaxed, happy, submissive. A few hours later, the feeling ebbs, and I crash. I will do anything for a fix again! I want him to give me that feeling again, and I misbehave and fight with him to try to provoke dominance to get my "high." I think if he would just do it regularly I wouldn't end up misbehaving or trying to goad him into dominating me.

Yes, subspace is like a high for me. But I'm not sure why he thinks that makes it unhealthy or negative. Can't it be a positive natural high? It feels wonderful. I trust him and love him and respect him. But afterward, when the feeling ebbs and I perceive he is treating me as vanilla again, when I want more control, domination, and consequences, I get angry and bitter. I want my high again! It makes me more attracted to him sexually, it makes me love him more, it makes me respect him more. I see it as a very positive thing for our relationship. But he just wants to be able to go back to normal and not have to put in the "work" of controlling me.

He says BDSM keeps us from communicating. I honestly don't agree with this. I talk to my husband about everything, BDSM or not. I tell him everything I think and feel, all the time. Vanilla or kinky won't change that. But he says that when, after a fight, I beg him to just "get it over with" and finish the job by hitting, insulting, or choking me, it keeps us from talking about it. My defense is that NO AMOUNT OF TALKING HELPS. We talk and we talk and we talk. But I am still sooo hurt by what has happened and by how mean he has been to me. Talking does not allow me to scream and fight and hit and hate him and get all those pent-up feelings out. We've been building up to an explosion of violence and stopped before we got there. I want to use BDSM to experience the release in a safe, controlled way. So I can feel used and hurt and abused, but then afterward to feel safe and loved and understood. Fights do not do that for me. They leave me feeling used and hurt and abused, raw, ragged, and aching. There is a hole in my heart. We can talk talk talk about it, but in the end I just want him to finish it, to hurt me and then love me. That way I can heal. By just talking, I just end up scabbing over the hole in my heart, keeping that little girl who feels hated and abused inside and trying to ignore her. BDSM helps me flush that little girl out, screaming and kicking, and then she is gone and peace resumes.

Since our last big fight 3 weeks ago, I've been asking and asking for BDSM. He is not interested. He says he is tired of the fighting it caused, tired of not being good enough, tired of me never being happy. I have tried to explain to him that there is a hole in my heart. I need something that I'm not getting.

He says wanting BDSM is a want, not a need. This is true. I don't need BDSM like I need food or water or air. But it is a want that is embedded deeply in my emotional state and my psyche. It is a want that is bordering on an emotional need, and I'm not sure he understands that. I do want it, but the more I don't get it, the more it starts to feel like a need. Sex is a want for him, but I try to meet it. Just because I don't "need" something, it doesn't seem right in a marriage that he is completely uninterested in meeting one of my desires just because it makes him feel criticized (which I've tried to fix) and like we have conflict (is conflict always bad? isn't it better to fight out our problems than ignore them just so we can have "no conflict"?).

When he was growing up, his parents fought constantly. Therefore, he hates conflict. Me, on the other hand, I welcome it. I want it to be healthy and I want us to fight fair, of course, but I saw my parents get divorced because one was constantly fighting in an emotional abusive, hateful way, and the other was never fighting and always ignoring problems and saying "It'll be fine." I learned the hard way that neither extreme works! It is far better to embrace conflict when it arises and handle it in a healthy, respectful way, and then deal with it. I have seen a marriage die because no one ever dealt with conflict, so I am ready to jump in and fight out even the smallest problems; it's better than ignoring them and letting love die!

But my husband, he doesn't like conflict. His last major relationship, which lasted like 8 or 9 years, was a total dudd, but he stayed there because they never fought. They also never loved, laughed, had sex, or engaged in passion. But at least they never fought.

After that relationship ended, he was ready to have a relationship where conflict was dealt with. He realized that "not fighting" does not mean you are happy, or that the relationship was healthy. He is willing to put up with my pique and my over-sensitivity because he knows that conflict is not a bad thing for a marriage when it is handled respectfully. We both try to be respectful; although of course we don't always succeed, I think mostly we do. But he gets tired of fighting quickly. While I am willing to fight for months for BDSM in our marriage, feeling I am fighting because eventually we must fight it out to a mutually satisfying conclusion, after a few weeks or months of conflicts he feels drained and he is willing to give up.

He says he "rues the day" we heard about BDSM. I think that is ridiculous since we were already playing with kinkiness and power dynamics before we put a name to it. I've always been interested in being sexually dominated, from my first teenage fantasies to now. Healthy? Maybe not. Stemming from my past abuse? Probably. But that's who I am now, and if BDSM lets me feel abused/loved in a safe place with a loving, safe man, I'm okay with that.

Before I met my Dom, I didn't know that what I wanted had a name or a community. But I still wanted it. I remember feeling turned on when boyfriends would talk dirty to me or push me against the wall. I felt unfulfilled when men kissed me passively. I felt disappointed when one potential date told me he "wasn't interested in hurting anybody". I knew right away we weren't going to be compatible. So I think my Dom is misguided when he says BDSM is causing problems. Even if I'd never heard the name, never read a blog, never joined the community, I would still be craving dominance. Abuse. Love. Power. Violence. Release.

I would still be unhappy when I didn't get it. I would still be less sexually attracted to him when he didn't deliver. I would still have this hole in my heart. But now I now its name and I know what it's possible to get from this lifestyle.

And the worst part is, is when he refuses to dominate me and doesn't want to, but then I ask if he'd be mad if I had a Dom that didn't involve sex, he gets really, really, really hurt and angry. I don't understand how he can say in one breath that he has no interest in meeting my needs and then in the next breath get angry when I want to get them met elsewhere. I guess he'd rather me just feel alone and unhappy? He's okay with there being this hole in my heart, as long as we don't have to fight about BDSM.

I want us both to be happy. I try to be less critical. I try to not tell him what other people's husbands are doing. I try to not test his authority, even when every bone in my body WANTS to and is screaming, "Control me! See my test and rise to the occasion and conquer me!" I try to simply tell him what I'd like. I'd like him to choke me. I'd like him to make me feel like I'm his. I'd like some rough sex.

But he is not interested in giving it to me. Not interested in me getting it somewhere else. Not interested in getting it from him.

He just wants me to live without it. But I know I can never, never enjoy sex without that BDSM element.

I want to love and respect my Dom. I try to stay submissive to him even in little ways. He leads me and takes care of me and loves me and forgives me. I'm lucky to have him.

But sexually... there is something missing. Even outside the bedroom, the power I give him is power I give, not power he has earned or he takes or that he could keep if I took it away. I want that. I need that. This hole in my heart is gnawing on me, and it makes me feel alone.

6/28/2012

Marriage Isn't Perfect and Neither is D/s

I'd like to thank Sara over at Finding Sara for being so open with her marital struggles. Sometimes I worry I am the only person in this blogging-lifestyle community who is not 100% happy with the D/s in her relationship. It might explain why I haven't written on my blog in so long.

I know Sara and Grant are committed to their relationship. I applaud her for both her willingness to admit they've fallen on hard times and her confidence that they will stay together. I believe they will, for the simple reason that they are both committed to staying together.

For those of us in the younger areas of our lives, newlyweds or dating or with young children, it can be hard to find that BDSM relationships do not, as books and the internet would suggest, take work in the beginning and then hit a happy equilibrium which they maintain, to the mutual joy and satisfaction of both partners, forever.

I was sort of waiting for all of the "beginner" stuff like working out contracts and getting trained and getting used to being in this lifestyle. What I didn't realize is that BDSM and D/s can actually cause a lot more conflict than just ignoring those desires and being vanilla.

But I don't think I can ever go back to being vanilla. Even if our relationship sometimes looks and feels vanilla, I won't ever be vanilla again. Not with what I know and what I've experienced. I carry that knowledge and that desire with me. I will forever.

I'll go into more detail in what's been happening in my subsequent posts... but for now, thanks to Sara for being an example and showing me I don't have to hide my struggles and problems in D/s to have a D/s blog. I don't have to be having kinky sex or an active D/s lifestyle to be a D/s person. Thanks for making me brave enough to come back and type out these words. I've missed it.

More to come...
Fondly,
Sexperts

6/01/2012

50 Shades of Grey

The newst book my friends say I need to read is 50 Shades of Grey.

Apparently it's bringing S&M and D/s lifestyles into the mainstream.

Of course, critics say the book does nothing but cement the stereotypes that only people with abusive histories and/or serious control issues could ever be interested in such a lifestyle. But I think it's good the story also shows how this woman, although she is not 100% into the lifestyle, still finds it appealing and sexy on some level. At least it deals with that.

Haven't we all dealt with that? Why do I want thi?. I'm not supposed to. How can I be both repulsed and attracted to a lifestyle?

I have read The Story of O. As far as I can tell, it's the opposite of 50 Shades of Grey. The story of O tells of a woman who voluntarily descends into a lifestyle of complete and utter slavery. 50 Shades is more, from what I understand, a story of how a man deals with his past abuse and transcends the need for the lifestyle.

Either way, it's next on my list.

5/12/2012

Am I a Reflection?

I was reading Storm'y blog today, and in it her Dom/husband said:

She's a reflection on me, she's part of me, and we both want to hold ourselves and each other to high standards as we go about our lives.
And then I think, "Am I a reflection of you?"

Does my husband see me as a reflection of himself? Sometimes I really wonder this.

I certainly see him as a reflection of me. I feel embarrassed when he does foolish things, proud when he does great things. I feel that to society, as well as to our family and friends, his choices and decisions mirror back onto me. I chose this man, his actions seem to say of me. Of all the men in the world, I chose this one to join my life to. What do you think of my choice?

Since husband and wife are one body, I think there is a religious or spiritual reasoning behind us being reflections of one another as well.

But I am not sure if he feels this way about me. When I do something great, he is happy and proud, but I think more for me than seeing it as a reflection on him, a reflection on his choices in a life mate, a reflection of his abilities and strengths as a leader. When I do something bad or wrong, rather than feeling embarrassed or seeing my faults as a reflection of his skills as a leader, I think he just feels bad for me.

This is not the way I see it.

I like the way Stormy's husband sees her, the way I think many DD and D/s husbands see their mates. The sub is a reflection of the Dom-- a reflection of his choices. A reflection of his ability to make sound decisions. And a reflection of his leadership capabilities.

The book Liberated by Submission made the point that, if a woman has turned from a lovely, positive young fiancée to a nagging, critical, harping wife, she has done so under the man's leadership. Rather than guiding her into safe, positive, spiritually enriching waters, he has provided poor guidance or, just as bad, no guidance at all.

Am I a reflection of you? Do you even care what I do or say? How it reflects on you?

Am I your reflection?

4/28/2012

Such a simple touch

Walking out of the restaurant, he grips the back of my neck. Squeezes gently.

I am happy. Relaxed.

He is showing his dominance to everyone around us.

But more than that. His love. His tenderness toward me. His caring.

His hand says, "I love this woman. She is mine."

I feel lucky. I sigh, feeling the tension drain. Why do we not do this more often?

He holds my door open for me, gets me into my car, and kisses me goodbye. The moment is broken, but not gone.

We drive our separate ways, him to his work, me to mine.

But that moment at lunch stays with me the rest of the day.