I have not really had any BDSM/kink experience that is funny, but what did spring to mind when I read this was me laughing during one or two of our kinky encounters. Whether it was nerves, whether it was joy, whether it was any kind of excitement – I don’t know. I had to laugh and could not control it. Hubby stayed in His role and punished me for it – pinching my nipples or flogging me. This definitely helped to take the smile off my face! I better learn to keep that smile off my face, because I have heard that my punishments might get worse if I cannot control my giggling. Other than that, there is nothing humorous I can think about. I think of our experiences with fondness and eagerly look forward to more.
Thinking about aspects of BDSM that I find funny, there is very little I can think about. I take our D/s relationship quite serious. It is something I have consciously chose for – a way of living I craved for. I am in the fortunate position that my Husband wanted it too. It was a natural addition to our marriage. I am the playful one who frequently tease Him just to see how much rope He would give me. Sometimes He just has to laugh to, but never in the bedroom. Then He stays in His role. And when I tease Him, He quickly turns serious and demands of me to be serious too – not in words, but in action.
There is fun in our BDSM experiences, but not funny. That’s the way we want it.
(written on 21.08.2011)
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