While we are working on setting up something with someone new, I thought I would try some additional fantasy play to see if I can test D’s boundaries a bit. For background, she does not describe her HW reluctance in moral or religious terms – she certainly learned from her conservative upbringing that sex should be between two people in a committed relationship, but this principle falls away for her if both parties agree and there is no cheating. But she still has an ill-defined physical or emotional feeling of discomfort with connecting physically with another man, actually including any encouragement, such as mostly normal interactions like flirting or dancing with another (she is getting better about dancing, mostly through exposure).
Here is the scenario I have planned for her to see whether, in fantasy, she can overcome her resistance.
Fantasy Play
D is locked in our room and cannot escape. The following note is on the bed:
Dear Love of Mine:
This is a form of psychological BDSM; so please be aware of this, and if it becomes too much, have safe word at the ready.
You have been kidnapped. You see that you are in a small, plain room, bed, chair, that’s it; a bit of light filters in. A man comes in with food and water. It turns out that he is quite good-looking, a Group C guy (meaning someone she finds attractive), except of course for the possibly detracting element that he has kidnapped you, thus, perhaps, making it difficult for you to appreciate his better attributes. He has told you each day that you are beautiful and that he wants your body, but that he will wait with some patience for you to make up your mind yes or no. And he does, he waits several days, brings you simple food and drink, to go with your simple quarters. He does not make physical demands on you, or even engage in conversation. He simply brings food and water, one day, and then another.
The days are long and dull. Presently, you will hear a knock at the door, and your captor (we’ll call him Maurice) will enter. Hope you enjoy!
Love,
X
Here is the scenario I have planned for her to see whether, in fantasy, she can overcome her resistance.
Fantasy Play
D is locked in our room and cannot escape. The following note is on the bed:
Dear Love of Mine:
This is a form of psychological BDSM; so please be aware of this, and if it becomes too much, have safe word at the ready.
You have been kidnapped. You see that you are in a small, plain room, bed, chair, that’s it; a bit of light filters in. A man comes in with food and water. It turns out that he is quite good-looking, a Group C guy (meaning someone she finds attractive), except of course for the possibly detracting element that he has kidnapped you, thus, perhaps, making it difficult for you to appreciate his better attributes. He has told you each day that you are beautiful and that he wants your body, but that he will wait with some patience for you to make up your mind yes or no. And he does, he waits several days, brings you simple food and drink, to go with your simple quarters. He does not make physical demands on you, or even engage in conversation. He simply brings food and water, one day, and then another.
You can see where this is going, dear – you are naturally furious at having been kidnapped but also nervous and scared. You have certainly noticed that he is not unattractive, but with your strong character and profound commitment to your husband, you are probably confident that you will be able to resist his advances. At the same time, he has made it very clear what direction he wants this to take, and he has made it clear that even though he is patient, his patience will have its limits. And then there is the fact that your husband would absolutely love it if you returned and told him not only were you safe and sound but that you had made him a cuckold. But over these passing days, you still you resist – aware of the conflicting emotions that you have experienced, and that we have discussed in some detail. I suspect that you are right now vowing to yourself that you will resist as much as possible, and hope that you can somehow find a way to escape, or that someone will come rescue you – and under the circumstances you’re pretty sure that that person will not be your husband ;-). This fantasy is an exploration of whether you can find a way to overcome the conflict, open yourself fully to the possibility of being embraced by another, and release into your own passions and desires.
The days are long and dull. Presently, you will hear a knock at the door, and your captor (we’ll call him Maurice) will enter. Hope you enjoy!
Love,
X