BDSM is Love

This week we talked about that pivotal moment when you knew that the lifestyle was for you. To review, the question was:

Every single one of us is in a different place on our journey. Let’s go back to that epiphany moment. How did you know you were suited for this lifestyle? What happened at that very moment you just knew?

SarahRL says:

I was sixteen when I knew. I was too young and ignorant to know the right vocabulary, or to be properly safe, but I suddenly, in one very clear moment, knew for certain that plain-Jane sex would never be enough.

I was with my very first girlfriend, who fancied herself a photographer that week. I posed for a half dozen rolls of tasteful nudes, then took the camera for a few shots of my own. I tied my pretty girl to the corner of her four poster bed, gagged her, and photographed her as she growled and bared her teeth around the white scarf. She’d never been so humiliated she said, when I eventually let her speak again. How could I? What was I thinking?

I was thinking I’d never been so turned on.

luna says:

The moment I knew that I was mildly kinky was during sex with my now ex husband. I wanted very badly to be spanked and told I was a naughty girl. He declined; said it just wouldn’t do anything for him. I let it go at first but each time I got that urge I was turned down and it began to burn in me.

I went to the internet and started asking questions, exploring chat rooms and learning all I could about my urges. About 6 months after I began I decided that this was what I really wanted. I also had to make a hard decision to leave my husband (this wasn’t the only catalyst). My first spanking came on my 24th birthday and It was the decision maker. I’ve never looked back.