11. Role play or Reality
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Still following up on the twenty questions I found at Amorous Rocker of Not Your Average Chick that I decided to answer one at a time instead of all in a rush. So...
11. Role play or Reality:
Oh this one's easy when you look at it literally. *Playing* a pirate is one thing...
Being a pirate is all fun and games,
Till somebody loses a hand;
It spurts and it squirts and it jolly well hurts,
Pain only a pirate could stand.
The fash'nable look is a nice metal hook,
But now you can't play in the band;
Being a pirate is all fun and games,
Till somebody loses a hand.
I know that sounds light-hearted but I'm actually pretty serious. The difference between role playing and reality has a bit of bearing on how a heck of a lot of people seem to get off, and how that plays out in the rest of the world.
Making up a trivial or imaginary excuse for a pre-sex flogging you'll both enjoy is *extravagantly* different from an actual tied-to-a-pirate-ship-mast *flogging.* Pretending you're strangers meeting in a lounge-lizardy hotel bar and having wild, drunken, unprotected sex in the bathroom or parking lot is pretty different from, you know, actually having unprotected sex with a stranger. And while peeping in your informed partner's window as they undress, then sneaking into the room once they turn the lights out is kinky fun, peeping a random stranger's windows, let alone sneaking into their rooms, is more than a little bit criminal.
So! If I ever took your wrist in my hand in a darkened room, and tugged you towards the moonlight filtering in through old venetian blinds with a gruffly whispered "what have we here," you'd know exactly what was going to happen next... because we'd have negotiated at least the general outline together first.
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