Finding a ‘happy place’ in the land of #kink is at first difficult…but possible
I tried get through “120 Days of Sodom” by the Marquis de Sade this week. I expected some dark shit, but not every possible kind of dark shit imaginable on every damn page. Your kink is not my kink et cetera, but your kink makes me squick. The book has left me with a backwash of ugliness that reminds me of how I felt when I first joined the kink community.
My first weeks on Fetlife exposed me to a de Sade-like world replete with litres of blood and gore that terrified me. I don’t judge most of those kinks (anymore), but being exposed to them daily would kick me out of my happy place. Call me a fan of Kink Lite if that makes sense to you. I like my sex to be full of light and love. I like a bit of darkness as much as the next…
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