So @erogenousmind and were cuddling in bed late last night, sharing every little thought that came to mind. We were reflecting on the past, and the improbability of meeting and bonding with someone who shares such an obscure kink such as ours.
It had me thinking of a distant memory, first learning how I might be able to talk dirty. I was completely inexperienced, with my first and only partner so far. I remember trying to think of the sexiest thing I could think of, barely able to vocalize it because I was so embarrassed.
“I want you to fuck me so hard I can’t remember my own name”
I knew so little about myself, my sexuality, and my kinks at that time. I had never even considered that hypnosis was something that pushed my buttons at that point. But the evidence was there the whole time:
I didn’t want to get an “epic pounding”, I wanted to get mindfucked. I wanted to get so overwhelmed with someone else’s control over me that I couldn’t think straight. I just didn’t have the best words for it quite yet.
Anyways, flashing forward, we were giggling thinking about other obscure ways to express our kink in a way that only the smallest of communities would understand.
“I want you to fuck me so hard that I can’t remember the number 4″
It’s terribly absurd, but still hot. To me at least?
The winning line of the night that kept us giggling until we drifted off to sleep was “I want you to fuck me so hard that it feels like balloons are tied to my wrist”.