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30 Days of Kink: Day 6

 Describe your weirdest/most interesting sexual fantasy.

I’m going to assume these are two different questions.

My weirdest fantasy involves seducing (and sometimes psychologically breaking in the process) Søren Kierkegaard. The man was sexually repressed, had some disturbing ideas about women (and even worse ideas about men), but the way he wrote about desire is irresistible. Then he resisted it. Essentially, Kierkegaard thought that whatever he wanted sexually was the most messed up want in creation (which makes me think it might have been kinky. Or that at least he wouldn’t think adding kink would be any worse.), built an elaborate moral framework to prevent himself from ever giving in to his desires (this is unabashedly an ultimate conquest thing–any woman who could seduce Kierkegaard would have to be both the  pinnacle of seductive power and at least Kierkegaard’s equal as an ethicist.) and wrote such sensuous, painful works that it’s impossible not to want more of the mind that created them.

Plus he was a very  pretty man, despite the crazy hair.

Yep. Søren Kierkegaard. Go ahead and judge.

“Most interesting” is harder to pick. I fantasize a lot, and the fantasies are quite varied. There are some about pain, about a hard beating in a cold room until I start to lose the struggle to smother my screams, about a sudden transition to rough sex, intense enough to set the pain aside somewhere it doesn’t matter, about being pushed away and beaten again. Or maybe I should talk about electricity; conductive gloves hooked up to a TENS unit, a woman’s face (all poise and perfect lipstick)  watching mine, laughing when I jump from some shock or slap or pinch. Or maybe I’m feeling violent and vicious. Maybe I want to kiss and bite and steal breath, to slap and punch and see eyes wide in shock. Or maybe I should talk about a gentler cruelty, setting out cuffs, a blindfold, a gag, and say “pick one not to use,” and of course there’s a right answer but I’m not telling. Or any of a thousand others. If they weren’t interesting to me, they wouldn’t be fantasies.

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