Dec 25, 2012

Why Bondage?

Earlier today, I found myself thinking about bondage, as I do every day. A question came to mind that seemed far too important to just shrug off or think about later: Why do I like bondage? Is there more to it than simply enjoying the feeling of having no control? Indeed, there is.

The question arose upon the sight of a person who had been handcuffed. It made me think about how much I enjoy being handcuffed, even when just lounging around the house. The memory of being kept in handcuffs as we ate dinner one night in minneapolis came to mind, which you can read about here. Then the purpose of the restraints worked its way into my thoughts. They're meant to keep someone from doing something. Why then, would I enjoy having that freedom taken away from me if I planned on doing nothing with it? The same goes for many other bondage scenes that I've found myself subject to in the past. Why do I willingly allow someone to restrain me when I plan to fully cooperate with their demands?

Of course, there are the simple answers. "It's hot to be bound". "I love giving up control to another guy". There's more to it though. On a deeper level. Encased in layers of latex, electro pulsing deep inside you, strapped down to a table, unable to move, and the flow of air through a gas mask as your only link to the outside world. Nothing but a simple pair of handcuffs. Either way, it's all the same. We want to be bound for a reason, but what is that reason?

To find the answer, I had to think hard about my past experiences. What I have come up with is quite simple. 'Importance'. When you give yourself to a Dom, you allow them to accept control of you, accept your freedom, and accept your trust in them. In turn, you feel important. Wanted. Cared for. It helps to fill a desire for attention, however small or large. It isn't necessarily an emotional connection. It's a basic human need.

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