Showing posts with label BDSM. Show all posts
Showing posts with label BDSM. Show all posts

Saturday, November 2, 2013

My view on 50 Shades of Grey

A few days ago one of my friends told me about 50 Shades of Grey book:”This book is a crime”. In response, I said that it is more like a ridiculous game. But yesterday I saw (Salo, 120 days of Sodom) a film by Pasolini, I found that how much a person with sick mind can be dangerous to society. Undoubtedly, above-mentioned film depicts the actual image of the sick mind whose violence and forcing peoples to inhuman treatment is for their sexual arousal. While 50 Shades of Grey present patterns of BDSM that is against human nature. Though that doesn't mean we can always enjoy variety or violence. BDSM is dangerous when any applied innovation and violence is connected to the concept of pleasure. A mind capable of enjoying any innovation or violence presented as BDSM certainly could not have instructive interaction with the community or in association with others including family and friends. If we believe that soldiers enjoy torturing prisoners at Abu Ghraib prison in Iraq, So we make sure that what is written or a film which is made can be work more than a hobby for a lot of people.

Monday, October 21, 2013

Lucy's Room (Chapter 14)

The positive of badness for me is breaking the traditions. The excitement of sport doubles when violence and danger add it on, like football. This also applies to sex. Even if I want to be against some of my experiences, I can't be against BDSM. Because… When my eyes were closed and I didn't know that the next hit is pain, pleasure or both, where my moans were mixed with passion and pain. Under the bondage, he had my control. My thirst to sexual satisfaction went to the top when he started licking me. All of my existence expected for a fast hard thing to dart and surround my vagina and convert all of my desire to gratification but he didn't dipped his sharp inside me while my hands was tide up. Then he stopped licking and freed up my feet. I needed to the first move to raise my served moan and orgasm. I was trying to rub my vagina by my heel. I was biting my lips and at a moment I had no fear, no shame and no choice against the sound of sex DJ that took over my body and sense. At a moment I was nobody.