Punishment: For Fun or For Real
After talking to a friend about punishments, I wanted to do this post to show how punishment comes in many different shades.
Before I met my Dom, I had this play partner who loved doling out punishments. He like keeping count of the times I teased him, said something bratty, or such. He was a sadist, and I’m a masochist with a playful personality, so we had a lot of fun.
But something deeper, more profound was missing for me. He wasn’t a Dominant, and I’m more submissive than masochist, so I was needed the Dom/sub dynamic to go along with the SM.
I got that with a vengeance when I met my Dom (who’s also my boyfriend) a few months later. Suddenly, punishments came to mean something different entirely. Something serious and real.
Now, my Dom and I have a lot of fun, and I won’t get punished for teasing him. But if I break his rules—like touching myself without permission—there’s consequences. Ten strikes with the cane or ten minutes with clamps on my n!pples (which I hate). It hurts like hell, and the guilt alone can sometimes get me all choked-up.
But even so, I wouldn’t be without it. Because the punishments cements and upholds our dynamic. It pushes me deep into that submissive space where I’m his and nothing else matters. And the feeling afterwards is a rush of intimacy and belonging unlike any other.
So even though the first type of punishment is fun and the other is painful and hard, I prefer the latter. That’s the kind of sub I am. I crave that deep connection that comes from letting someone take such profound control over m
