“Wanna snuggle?” he asked.
Yes, I certainly did.
He was one of the biggest name presenters at my local kink group’s annual, weekend event. And I had won a scene with him in the celebrity auction. We had just gotten back from dinner and were both experiencing a bit of a food coma. Further, it had been a long day for both of us.
So, rather than try to force a scene that neither of us really had the energy for, we spent a quiet hour together in intimate conversation. We listened. We laughed. We heard.
Afterwards, someone approached me and said they were disappointed they hadn’t gotten to see me and this other person play. I understood their attitude, but what we had shared had been better. I wouldn’t have traded it for anything.
Years later, this remains one of my favorite times that I have spent in a dungeon.
There is a time for heavy beatings, strict bondage, service and protocols, bruises and cuts. And there is a time to simply be present. To spend time with each other, listen, and connect.
Balance, as one of my characters would say, is key.