Everyone knows that trust game where you fall into another person, trusting that they will catch you.  The idea is that you trust someone to keep you from hitting the ground. When practicing BDSM that amount of trust is required to the power of 10. Instead of trusting a person won’t instinctively stop you from hitting the ground, you have to trust they consciously have your best interests at heart.

If you are going to allow someone to tie you up, hold you down and beat you, you have to trust them. You must trust they will stop when you want them. That they won’t try some shady shit once your restrained. It is through this trust that you are able to truly experience the full experience. When you trust someone, your fight or flight response simply becomes a delightful, impassioned and incredibly erotic ride.

I recently found myself in such a situation. The man I am involved with my safety both emotionally and physically. He is someone who has proved he in fact has my best interests at heart. I know if it gets too intense he will slow down or stop. That he wouldn’t pull something that would upset me. That I am safe with him. The result is being able to full allow yourself to fall. An intense and mind blowing rush which truly has to be experienced to be understood.

People wonder why kinky folk do the things we do. This is why. It is the true intensity and thrill that comes with exploration in a safe place. Letting yourself fall, knowing full well that there will be a person there to catch you before you hit the ground.

Two posts, two days in a row, an indicator that I’ve actually done a little more this week than sit on Facebook uncovering subject matter best left in the dark.

Last night I attended “Bent Relationships” a monthly panel discussion at the Gladstone Hotel. The evening was a small GGT reunion with Brandon Williams -Step 2 (more on him later) and Sean Cribbin – Leather 101

You have to watch the video to get the scoop from Andrew Vail, GGT contributor and the evening’s moderator.

Here’s my admission. In lieu of my one-hour relationships I’ve opted for something more lasting and inter-species for my emotional fulfillment (I say this in jest as I know I’ll never get a date after posting this without a disclaimer).

I’m having a non-sexual emotional polyamorous relationship with my dogs- although with my old dog who loved to eat condoms one might have lead one to think it was moreas she’s crapping one out in park after accidently nabbing post-amorous moment – again TMI!

Being the modern age, my one dog, the PTSD Chihuahua cross is presently co-parented by a lesbian couple and myself. Now that my friend this is the cutting edge of pet-focused relationships in the new millennium. I guess that makes me just a smidgen with the times….. or not.

I actually enjoyed the talk, which touched on experiences I’ve had, triad relationships, sex work and being in a monogamous relationships to many other topics. It made me long for that side of me that’s a bit crazy, a side I’ve completely repressed or oppressed since this clean and sober stuff.

And that my friends is a completely different post.