Thoughts about fetishes

“It is certainly no crime to depict the bizarre ideas that nature inspires.”
- Marquis De Sade

“There’s nothing either good or bad … but thinking makes it so!”
- William Shakespeare

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Having come across the earlier link about Japanese fetishes, a girl started thinking about fetishes or branches of the lifestyle that she does not understand. It has been something that she has been meaning to explore for a while now; she just has not really had the urge to write it.
These are a girl’s thoughts only, some things she would like to understand more. Too many people dismiss what they do not understand, she would rather learn “why”.

The number one fetish that a girl will never understand, nor has she any real wish to, is scat (Coprophilia and Coprophagia); although she is very curious as to the “whys”. Why does someone enjoy being shat on, enjoy eating it, smearing it on their body, or the body of someone else? She can kind of understand the humiliation aspect of it, but there are people that truly enjoy it. It’s just a no-no in a girl’s book; it makes her cringe and shake her head… -eww-

She recalls, years ago, a German ex-boyfriend had a vast collection of scat porn and illegal hardcore s/m porn. We often put the scat videos on when we had friends over; we took great delight in fast-forwarding and rewinding certain scenes. Poo coming out is; well, poo coming out, but when it flies back into someones arse; it’s highly amusing. Once we even managed to make one of our friends race to the bathroom to vomit. Ohhh that’s another fetish she doesn’t get, Roman Showers (Emetophilia). Two scenes remain vivid in a girl’s mind some ten years later.

One scene involved a group of naked people sitting around a dining table that had been set for a meal. On the table were numerous small dessert dishes filled with varying colours of runny crap. The people were eating out of these dishes with great gusto using small spoons. They would swirl it around their mouth, savouring the taste, like someone tasting wine before swallowing and taking a little more in the same manner. They commented to each other about the flavour, well, she presumed that they did, it was in German without subtitles. Some thought so much of what they had tried and offered a taste to someone else. Share and share alike she guesses. ~laughs~

The other scene was of a female dominant squatting over a male’s chest, who was lying on the floor, and defecting on him. The poo was just a collection of “rabbit pellets” that rolled straight off the guy’s chest onto the floor. The guy seemed rather upset at this, spoke to the female (in German), who nodded at the guy. With a big dopey grin on his face, he reached for a few of the “pellets” that had rolled off and tried, without much luck, to squish them against his chest and rub them in. The poo was too hard for him to do this, and the look of utter disappointment on his face was a classic.

Pony Play is another thing that she does not quite understand. She has read numerous articles about this, but is no closer to understanding it. She has not come across anyone that has an interest in it either. A girl loves horses; no, not in that way –sheesh-; but cannot see the sexual arousal in dressing up, pulling a buggy and acting like a horse/pony.

When she was younger, her father had horses. He would give a girl all the old tack that he no longer used. She would fashion harnesses and bridles that would fit her head and body, running around happily as a horse. She even had other people ride her at one stage, on all fours and piggy-back. She did this on and off for years because she adored horses, but she never did get any sexual excitement from it.

And then there is the diaper fetish and Adult Baby (Infantilism). While a girl knows they are two different things, they often go hand in hand with each other. Diapers, she can understand them being used for a feeling of security or comfort, much like when a girl wears cuffs and a rope harness in bed or outside under her clothes. But being used as they were meant to, that, she cannot understand. There is the humiliation side to defecate oneself which she can understand.

Adult babies. While not her thing, she can somewhat understand he attraction to this. In regressing back to the age of a baby-toddler, the person regressing is not ashamed of their body or its functions. A young child has no understanding of guilt. (In some ways, a girl finds this similar to Puppy Play; acting without guilt or consciousness other than the needs of your body.) She understands the need to be comforted, the security of a parent, the mothering aspect of this branch. A child (like a dog) lives for “now”, there is no clear concept of time, nothing to worry about. The comfort of a gentle touch or a kind word.

Following this, there is the Daddy/little girl branch. There is a similar need for comfort of a parent figure. Every little girl looks up to their father (well, most). Daddy is their hero, they adore Daddy even when he punishes them for doing wrong. Daddy pushes them to strive to be a better person, set goals and make a life for themselves. Yes, a girl understands this but it truly is not for her. That said, she also believes that every half decent dominant has a fatherly air about them, but a girl could not cope with a Master being a Daddy all the time. As with all things, she believes there is a time and place for everything.
A girl has good friends that live this way, it works for them and through them she has a more thorough understanding of what this branch entails.

She recalls a few months ago, a Daddy dominant messaged her. In his profile he stated that he sought a slave and a little girl. He asked a girl why she called herself “beast”. She explained to him both reasons, one; that we, as human beings, are mammals, and two; because a slave is nothing more than an animal, a pet; a cherished pet but an animal nonetheless. He responded with saying that his slave would be his “princess”, that he would put his slave on a pedestal, worship and spoil his ‘baby girl’. A girl wrote back saying that she believed that a slave should never put on a pedestal and worshiped, it would give the wrong idea to a slave. A slave must know her place and be aware of it at all times. He never did write back. A girl’s ideal of what slavery is; harsh, brutal and unrelenting, seems to put a lot of people off talking to her once they understand what she believes. But as they say, each to their own.

And shoes, feet, licking eyeballs, hairy armpits, crushing… She does not get it…

~thinks~ There are hundreds, if not thousands, of fetishes out there. Anything that you can think of could be a fetish to someone else. Many of these we will never really come close to truly understanding, the reasons for and the whys. Fetishism is an interesting topic to learn about.

There are few people that would understand a girl’s fetishes for blood/vampirism and tears/crying except those that have the same interest. Few will understand, quite a few sickened, by her liking of the sweet, thick, metallic tang of blood. The intense spiritual ritual involved with sharing and ingesting blood. Blood/vampirism is not something a girl will do with anyone off the street. There have only ever been two people she was bonded with enough to share this experience with. Doing this with any old person would cheapen the meaning behind it.
More people will understand her desire to be beaten or humiliated until she cries. Having her Master draw her tears from her and then taste them, savour them and her freed emotions.
And her newest found fetish, Klismaphilia, she would never have thought a few months ago that anyone could get aroused from this, but one learns something new every day.

Fetishes are as rich and diverse as people are. There is always something new to learn about, something new to try.

She wishes you well,

beast

22nd February 2008

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