Conflicting. Contradicting. Confusing. A strand of experiences swells in my mind, turning my stomach, activating my gag reflex; yet, hardening my erection. Have you ever experienced disgust and arousal simultaneously?
The internal civil war excites me. Self-preservation dukes it out with my curiosity. My logic argues with the strange, silent pervert dwelling within. This conflict gives me the dissonance I've grown to really like; the sensation of being pulled in two different directions.
There is also the element of fear during this dynamic. If I find a climax within the disgust, would that transform me in to the very thing I loathe? If I find the silver lining of pleasure within an otherwise fucked situation, would that take me a step further than curious? Is this the nasty broth of which fetishes are born?
3 comments:
I knew that a post about this sexual dissonance was coming, simply because I creep on you by using another fetish medium. :] I just wanted to say that you are not alone in your separate, and yet united, feelings of disgust and euphoria. I believe that that twisted, perverted feeling is the thing that draws me to the sicker side of sex. Knowing it repulses me, but craving it on another level. I completely understand your draw to this sort of thing.
Plus, those pictures are just gorgeous.
You post often strong and great pictures, but, this time the sey-up is amazing. Love your requirement with pictures !
@Violet: LOL You're good! The medium you speak of was the source of inspiration!
@Dayum: Coming from you, that means a lot from me... I consider you a connoisseur... Together, I think we could elevate the standard of quality!
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